Page 101 of Three of a Kind

Brooklyn laughs. “Yes, of course.”

He lies down in front of her, and they share a slow, passionate kiss that makes me wish I could reach her mouth from that direction. He slides a hand down, teasing her clit.

Brooklyn immediately begins to shiver as he licks and kisses his way down her front.

I practice rutting into her to keep myself busy, but it’s weird as fuck when he starts to lick her clit.

Brooklyn gets so loud that I slap a hand over her face to muffle her sounds.

“Goddamn,” I grunt close to her ear. “You keep strangling my cock, and I’m done for.”

She licks my palm and gasps as her core wrings my cock.

I don’t have a hope in hell of holding back. I fill her up for a second time, rambling long and loud about breeding her.

Being an alpha is weird as shit sometimes.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Brooklyn

“What happened?” I ask, frowning at Bless in the kitchen as she cooks bacon and eggs. I’m baffled where they even came from because they weren’t in the fridge when I put away the leftovers last night.

She sighs, swiping a hand through the air and turning back toward the pans on the stove. “I’m fine. Where’s your kid?”

“Still asleep. She had a minor meltdown before bed,” I admit, sliding around the island and striding until I stop at her side. “So, what happened to your face?”

“In my family, you don’t talk back to your elders. Even if they happen to be misogynistic, homophobic assholes.” She shrugs. “I’m fine. I could have taken his old ass out if I chose to, but my revenge is going to be even sweeter served cold.” She reaches around me to grab a plate and flips the scrambled eggs out onto it. “Or lukewarm, considering how quickly the timeline keeps moving up.”

My hands fist at my sides.

I hate them on her behalf.

Every single one of them needs to get what they deserve.

“What does that mean?” Noble asks, sliding around the corner and into the kitchen. He still looks rough, but his natural coloring hides some of the lesser bruising. There’s also a sparkle in his eyes that’s been missing since he was injured.

It makes my knees wobble as my mind replays all the ways he and Gunner owned me last night. A ridiculous shiver runs down my spine when I get to the memory of him growling against the shell of my ear as he held me to him like I was precious.

Things have sped up the last week or two, but he’s been important to me for a long time.

I’m honestly surprised it took me so long to realize that seeing him was always the highlight of a long day.

I force my affection toward him in the bond.

He chuckles, winking. “What did I miss? I’m at a solid seventy percent of my former self.”

“Good.” Bless drops the plate on the counter and shoos me out of the way to grab the tray that I assume she’s going to put the bacon on. “I brought your equipment. I’d get it put up before Libby finds her way out.”

“Shit,” Noble grumbles, but he holds out an arm, and I walk into it.

“I can help, if you’d like.” I smile, stretching up to kiss his cheek as he palms my ass.

The sound of small feet hitting the wood flooring comes our way.

Noble twists us in that direction as Libby runs straight into Noble’s shins. He keeps his arm around me but scoops her up with the other.

I frown, realizing she’s not in the pajamas I put her in last night. Sometimes, she tries to be helpful and get herself dressed.

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