Page 35 of Dawn of the Pack

Once again, they move as one and press me between them. Landon claims my mouth this time, his long fingers running delicately over my breasts and plucking at the tips through my shirt. Jared’s strong hangs tighten on my hips and pull me against him, then slip under my shirt. He caresses the skin on my sides before dipping his fingertips below my belt and pressing his hardness against me. One of my arms hangs around Landon’s neck and the other reaches behind me to squeeze Jared’s ass in return.

My heart is absolutely racing now, my breath coming in excited pants. There’s so many sensations, hard and soft, stroking and pressing, pushing and clawing, gentle and firm and forceful.

With a gasp, I free myself from Landon’s lips and press his chest away. He immediately takes a step back, a confused look on his face as he draws in heavy breaths. “Is everything okay?”

I tug Jared’s hands from my pants and step away from him, too. They both give me the saddest pair of guilty expressions I’ve ever seen.

“Sorry we got carried away, gorgeous,” Jared apologizes rapidly. He blows out a deep breath before continuing, “I’m not sure what just happened.”

That draws a laugh from me, and my heart slows down a bit despite the desperate and growing need within me for more. “I’m not upset, guys. Trust me, I’m loving it. This just isn’t how I want this to go right now.”

“And how do you want it to go?” Landon asks carefully, a hopeful glimmer in his eyes.

My gaze travels between the two. “I want to be in charge.”

Jared smirks. “Is that so?”

“That’s so. I’m not exactly an expert here, but I’m assuming neither of you has much experience either?”

They glance at each other and return their gazes to me, shaking their heads.

Another little thrill runs through my body. I assumed as much, but there was something even more exciting about the knowledge that I’d be their first for everything. Milo confessed that he’d practiced certain skills with other girls but saved the most intimate experiences to have with me. Jared, Landon and I get to have a lot of these firsts together. “Okay. Let’s try where I tell you what I want and see how that goes.”

Jared glances at Landon again, a hawkish grin on his face. “Our little alpha mate, suddenly so bossy. Kinda turns me on. You?”

Landon’s answering seductive grin almost melts my panties on the spot. “It’s pretty hot,” he agrees, sidling over to stand next to Jared by the couch and turning the full force of his rockstar sex appeal on me. “Tell us where to start, alpha.”

Suddenly just a teensy bit nervous, I swallow hard before approaching them both like a predator stalking my prey. I have a couple of things on my list, but not exactly the well-laid-out plan it probably sounded like to them. Taking my time, I drink in the sight of them, waiting with matching expressions of amused lust on their faces and matching bulges straining below their belts.

By the time I reach them, an idea has already formed in my mind. “First, I want to taste you both.”

Reaching up, I pull Landon’s head to my height, running my tongue over his lips before claiming them in a deep and aggressive kiss. His mouth is sweet, a faint trace of peppermint that I didn’t notice before, and his citrusy fragrance fills my senses. My fingers slide through his silky hair while I savor him for a moment, and his arm curls around my back to support me. Heat washes through me in a wave, and my pulse picks up again.

Landon’s eyes are warm pools of desire when I disengage gently with a stroke of his cleft chin. He pulls my hand to his pillow-soft lips and kisses it, and I smile lustily at him before turning my focus to Jared.

Lifting my left hand, I pull Jared’s face to mine, and our tongues duel for dominance while my right hand runs lazily down Landon’s body to center on his bulge. Jared’s kisses taste like strawberry candy, and the knowledge that he’s able to indulge in his favorite treat no matter the circumstances causes a tiny giggle to tickle my throat. The skin on his neck is silky smooth, a contrast to the neatly trimmed fade of his short, coarse hair that my fingers can’t seem to stop running over.

After another moment, I pull back and allow my fingers to drop from his neck, trailing down to below his belt buckle. A low groan escapes his lips and his eyes follow my hand, where it lightly strokes him over the rough fabric of his jeans.

“What do you want next, gorgeous?” he asks, panting slightly with a teasing glint in his eyes.

I withdraw my hands from both of them, making an exaggerated show of pondering his question, then decide to tease him right back. “Hmm, I think I’m going to put my mouth… right here.” I smooth my finger along his jaw. “And here.”

Caressing his neck, I nibble at his jawline before dragging my tongue down to his shoulder, reveling in the salty taste of his skin. Turning to Landon, I pepper kisses along his jaw from ear to chin. True to their promise, both guys remain pliable, allowing me to move them around with the lightest touch. Slowly, I plant open-mouthed kisses down to where Landon’s neck meets his shoulder, while allowing my free hand to rove over Jared’s body again.

My breath whispers over his skin as I work my way back to Landon’s ear. “Take off your shirt.” I turn my gaze to Jared with a devious grin. “You too, handsome.”

Landon immediately lifts his shirt from the hem, while Jared whips his over his head and tosses it to the floor. They wait patiently, hungry eyes watching my every move. Their naked torsos are even more delicious in the low, warm light of my suite. Such handsome, delectable mates, and I have them all to myself.

With another painful swallow, I tug off my top and expose my lacy bra with a teasing grin. “Only fair that I join you, don’t you think?”

It’s almost comical when they nod in unison, wearing matching wide-eyed expressions with their gazes glued to my breasts.

“Definitely agree,” Landon says, gracing my jaw with kisses, one large palm sweeping over my chest. His fingers tug at the scalloped top of the lace. “This is really… really… sexy,” he adds, interspersing his words with light nips of his teeth.

Jared drifts behind me and wraps his hand around the bulk of my hair, tugging lightly and drawing a low moan from my throat.

“What’s next, my sexy goddess of an alpha?” His lips tease the shell of my ear, hot breath causing shivers to run over my body. Once again he’s pressed into my backside, free hand pulling my hips against him and dipping lower, cupping me through my jeans. My hips tilt backwards involuntarily, another moan ripping from my throat when his fingers press more firmly.

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