Page 40 of Vegas Baby!

I had given him a thumbs-up and promptly fallen back to sleep.

When I woke again, it was a reasonable human hour to wake up. Jesse was fully passed out, and Ava was sleeping peacefully between us. It had been enough hours I didn’t feel bad about waking her. If she was still tired after I ate her out to oblivion, she could have a nap while I made breakfast.

Between all of us she hadn’t needed a blanket last night, which left her deliciously exposed. I started by tucking my nose against her throat, inhaling her praline sweetness and watching the goosebumps cascade down her body now that she no longer had my warmth pressed against her.

Delicate kisses down her arm let me indulge in my desire to touch her without risking her waking up too soon. The swipe of my tongue over her nipple had her sucking in a sharp breath, her eyes remaining closed. She shifted, rotating toward me in her sleep.

Too fucking perfect.

I wrapped my lips around the stiff peak and trailed my fingers over the luscious curves and dips of her body. I was in no hurry. This wasn’t the first time I had played with this particular kink, and I was pleased that Ava was interested in trying it. There was a whole world for her to explore now that she was with partners who actually gave a shit. Making sure she felt safe and wanted would open up a multitude of possibilities. I hadn’t expected her to trust me so quickly, but then I was already prepared to die for her, so maybe that was how things went withscent matches. Instant connection, openness, trust. I wanted to explore all of that with her.

I pressed a kiss to the swell of her stomach and worked my way down the bed, carefully spreading the gorgeous softness of her thighs. Getting my mouth on her satisfied all my instincts, so I followed them, working my way from her toes all the way up to her hips and back down the other side.

Ava moaned sleepily, her fingers reaching out for me. “Micah?” she whispered, blinking down at me.

“Right here, angel. You didn’t let me bury my face in your cunt to wake you.”

“I’m not stopping you.” She closed her eyes again, sighing peacefully.

At the renewal of her invitation, I licked straight up the middle of her already glistening folds. Her moan was soft and low, her fingers curling in my hair.

Pliant and sleepy was as much fun as fully asleep. I cupped her ass cheeks in both hands, lifting her to get a more comfortable angle as I delved my tongue into her. The quickening of her breath was intoxicating, my cock stiff against the bedsheets, craving the sensation of disappearing into her for the first time. I could be plenty patient.

The longer I took, lapping up every drop of her slick leisurely, the more she rocked her hips against me, her grip tightening.

I waited until she was shaking, a bright keen breaking free and waking Jesse. He blinked at us for a few moments before clarity filled his gaze. My packmate slid straight into joining us, capturing Ava’s mouth while I continued at the pace I pleased.

Her muffled whine was a straight shot of pleasure down my spine.

The jerk of her hips was a steady demand, but I had no intentions of listening. She was too delicious to hurry with. Besides, I intended to make up for all the years she had beenmissing out. As much as getting to be the first to do this for her was a thrill, I was annoyed on her behalf that it was something she had been denied. How anyone could turn down a mouthful of this praline honeyed heat was beyond me. Coupled with every delectable sound she made, it was an intoxication I wasn’t prepared for. I wanted her to fall apart on my tongue even more than I wanted to bury my cock in her.

“Micah, please.” She broke away from Jesse, tugging on my hair. “I want to come.”

My purr had my tongue vibrating over her clit. I nipped the softness of her inner thigh. “That’s my good girl asking for what she wants.”

I plunged two fingers into the snug heat of her cunt and fastened my lips around her clit. Her breathing shifted instantly, pussy gripping frantically.

Curses fell from her lips in sharp whispers, a prayer of begging as I pushed my beautiful omega to the peak.

“Fuck, Micah!” Ava detonated with a rush of slick, the most gorgeous cry tearing from her throat.

I drank her down, continuing to tease her until she pushed at my head, nudging me away. I lifted my head so I could see her face over her bump, and instead of the sleepy satisfaction I had been anticipating, there was a feral heat in her gaze.

“You keep looking at me like that and I’m going to have to fuck you right now.”

“Lie down,” she ordered.

I thanked every god I had ever heard of as I stretched out on the bed and Ava swung her leg over my hips, sinking down on my cock. Sweet mother, she felt like heaven. She growled and dug her fingers into my chest.

“My legs are tired from shaking,” she lamented as she forced herself into a few beautiful lifts, letting herself melt down over me each time, her breasts swaying with the movement.

“I’ve got you.” I snared her hips in both hands, adjusted my feet, and fucked up into her. It was even better being able to see her face. Her brow furrowed as she concentrated on the sensation. Watching her mouth drop open in a gasp was perfection.

Jesse joined us, settling behind her to support some of her weight. His hands explored all her luscious curves. Ava tipped her head to the side to give him access to her throat, her eyes fluttering closed as her cries pitched. When he wedged his fingers between her thighs, she was done for.

I usually had much better self-control, but the grip of her coming on my cock had me spilling into her with a primal sound. Not wanting to deny Jesse if Ava wanted him, I kept my knot from sealing us together, instead grinding it against her opening.

“Do you want Jesse to fuck you too, angel?”

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