Page 110 of Talk About… Rivalry

I pushed my ass against Bennett, his hard cock digging into my back while Taylor’s pressed against my front.

“Knot me, alpha, please,” I whimpered as my fingers wrapped around Taylor.

When they didn’t move fast enough, I took matters into my own hands. On a growl, I pinned Taylor against the mattress, my kiss searing and demanding before I moved down his lithe body, tongue trailing over every dip and hard plane of his body until I reached my destination.

His scent was stronger here and I buried my nose against the base of his cock, breathing him in like I would die without it.

He cursed, fingers gently massaging my scalp as he let me take what I needed.

I wiggled my ass, parting my legs as I straddled my omega, tempting our alpha to join me.

Still too needy to focus on anything but tasting my omega, I licked over Taylor’s leaking cock, tasting the saltiness of his precum before wrapping my mouth around him.

He groaned, hands fisting my hair as I took him deep enough to hit the back of my throat. I breathed through my nose, relaxing my throat as I pulled away and sank down again.

Each time I bobbed my head, my ass shifted, cool air ghosting over my dripping pussy. I was so fucking turned on that the ache was sharp.

I pulled off of Taylor long enough to glare at Bennett.

“If you don’t fuck me right now, alpha, I know someone else will.”

Bennett’s eyes were locked on where Taylor was disappearing into my mouth but I wasn’t having it.

“Give her what she wants,” Maverick warned, amusement in his voice. “Or you’ll wear scratches like I am.

I turned to him, noting the red lines raking down his chest but he just winked before shifting.

That was enough to break Bennett out of his trance. He growled in warning before moving behind me.

I took Taylor back in my mouth, doubling my efforts and hollowing my cheeks as I sucked him down over and over again. It wasn’t gentle or delicate, I was feral for these men. All I could focus on was having them claim me, inside and out.

Bennett’s hands gripped my hips, one shifting to line him up before he slammed forward. He wasn’t gentle like Maverick, but my body was more than prepared to handle my alpha.

Focusing on tasting Taylor was even more difficult as Bennett fucked me, his hips slamming into me in a harsh rhythm that had me fighting to keep up.

“I’m going to come, Sidney,” Taylor warned. In response, I swallowed around him, his cries louder as my throat constricted around him.

Hot cum spilled down my throat and I moaned around him as Bennett teased my clit, forcing me to follow him over the edge.

My body clenched around the alpha, crying out and releasing Taylor’s cock as I fought for air. The need to claim Taylor was so strong my teeth ached. I looked up at him, his eyes half dazed.

“Can I bite you, Taylor?” I asked, voice hoarse from the bruising pace I’d just set.

“God, yes Sidney,” he said, pulling me closer. Bennett shifted with us, his steady hands helping me climb Taylor’s body until our lips met.

His kiss was sweet and savoring, not minding the taste of himself on my tongue.

“Give me your wrist, sunshine,” Taylor urged as he ended the kiss. He offered his as I gave him mine, our eyes locking before we bit down, a mutual claiming that hit me square in the chest.

Again, I was able to see how much he wanted me. How I brightened his day and how my smile settled something in his soul.

For me, he was every bit that sunshine he called me. His entire personality was a bright spot that I needed so badly in my pathetic life.

“I love you,” he whispered. “I know it’s soon, you don’t have to return it, but I do.”

“I love you, too,” I whispered before trailing my tongue over the bite to seal it.

“I’m done being patient,” Bennett warned, his voice tight with how much he’d been holding back.

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