Page 34 of The Silver Pact

She lets out a purr that startles me, breaks me. It takes EVERYTHING to stay exactly where I am.

Silver pushes her hair back over her shoulders, and I allow myself to get my first good look at her body. She’s perfect. Her breasts are a handful, her skin luminescent. Long, toned limbs and a tiny waist.

She crouches over me. I keep my eyes on hers, trying not to move as she drags her heat along the length of my cock.

Silver leans forward, pressing her hands against my chest. I grit my teeth and close my eyes as she leans closer.

“Alpha,” she whispers.

I open my eyes and watch as she lowers her mouth to my skin. The hot, opened mouth kisses trail down my collarbone until she reaches my nipple. I hiss as she sucks gently; her nails scraping lightly over my shoulder. She’s exploring, and this is good. It’s great. I just don’t know if I can control myself much longer.

I turn my head and send a silent plea to the others.

Quint smirks.

“Permission to approach the omega?” Quint says with direct challenge.

Silver sits upright on me, causing me to flex, unable to resist the hot movement her cunt makes as she slides easily against me. She is so wet. If all we do is this, I will die happy.

Silver glares at him as he circles her.

“Let me make you feel good, darling. Let me touch you, please?” Quint whispers in teasing, challenging taunts that stir her wildness to the surface.

Silver swallows hard, watching him like he’s dangerous. But her eyes are furious, sapphire gems.

“Don’t leave me hanging, darling,” Quint teases. “You remember how we like to share? We really like to make you feel good. Let me show you.”

Silver narrows her eyes and drops her chin a quarter of an inch, then leans back down and continues licking my chest.

I groan, clenching my hands so I don’t reach out and touch her.

Quint kneels behind her and snags her waist, running his hands up her body until he gets to her breasts. He reverses direction, moving slowly, touching everywhere.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” He whispers.

She lets out a sob, her nipples poking out, begging for my mouth, but I promised I wouldn’t move.

I watch as my brother brushes his thumb lightly over her nipples. She trembles and lets out a coo that makes my cock flex. Slick gushes all over me.

I think of the most terrible things I can think of but stay still while Quint teases our omega into a sexual haze.

“Do you want to fuck your alpha? Do you want a knot?” Quint whispers in her ear. My eyes snap open. I’ve been rocking my hips, unable to stop, but now I don’t move an inch.

“Yes, I want him.”

“Then take him. Reach down and grip him in your sexy little hand and sink down onto him. Teach West that you can take whatever you want.”

She does that with no hesitation, and when she presses me to her entrance, when she sinks down, I swear, I die a little. She is so tight and so wet. It takes everything in me not to move. My toes curl, and I squeeze my eyes closed.

“You’re melting his brain, Omega. Good girl. All the way down, don’t worry, you’re made for him. He’ll fit.”

I hear raspy breathing and see Ian has moved closer.

“Silver,” I moan, pleading.

Her face freezes, and then she smiles. A smile of confidence and control. She lifts up, following Quint’s instructions.

“Oh, god!” I moan and thrust up.

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