Page 85 of Snows Sinful Seven

“How is someone so cute, so small and sweet, so damn vicious when it comes to sex?” Gabe throws himself into one of the chairs at the table. He groans, putting his head in his hands.

“She's working you over, huh?” I take another sip, eyes sparkling with amusement.

“My dick feels like it’s going to fall off,” Dallas huffs, opening the fridge to grab a bottle of water. He cracks the lid and chugs it. “I love that woman. I’d die for her, but if I go back in there, I don’t think it’s going to go up again.”

I snort, and some of my coffee comes out of my nose. “Shit.” I cough.

“I’m with you on that. Four times in a row, I knotted her, and still, it wasn’t enough. Everything hurts.” Gabe drops his head onto the table.

“Go get some sleep. Who’s in there with her now?”

“Brady and Henry. Sullivan and Sterling are sleeping. We’re hoping Snow gets some sleep after this round, and when she wakes up, they can tag in,” Dallas sighs.

“How about if she wakes, I’ll do my best to take care of her needs and give you all some extra sleep.”

“You're a lifesaver, Regina,” Gabe says. “I know I’ve been a bit of a dick to you, but it’s just the alpha in me. I’m a little possessive over her.”

“You think?” I raise a brow. “But no need to thank me. I love her; I’m in this as much as you. I just wish I could help more. But sadly, I don’t have a big monster dick.” I shrug.

Dallas snorts. “You're helping more than you think. You're making sure she drinks and eats, because she sure as hell isn’t listening to us, and you’ve helped her shower.”

“You owe me for that.” I narrow my eyes. “Dealing with your... bodily fluids wasn’t on my list of things I thought I’d have to do. Why is there so much of it?”

Gabe laughs. “You’ve seen the size of us, right?”

“Of you or your dick? Because my goal during this heat is to not see it. So thanks for putting it away when you came out.” I take another sip of my coffee.

“We couldn’t show you even if we wanted to.” Dallas rubs his hands over his face. “The damn thing went back inside, and I think it’s hiding.”

Again, I choke on the coffee. “You're killing me here.”

“Sorry,” Dallas laughs.

“Go, sleep.”

Gabe groans as he gets up from the table. They both pause when the sound of Snow’s orgasm fills the house.

Dallas looks down and glares at his crotch. “Don’t even fucking think about it,” he mutters before they continue down the hall.

I might not be into any of these men, but I’m not going to lie, every cry of pleasure has my own pussy aching. Her heat hasn’t been easy for me. I haven’t been able to tune her out. She hasn’t asked for me yet, and I’m not hurt by it. I don’t have the bodyparts she needs right now. When she needs me, she will ask for me.

I’m sitting on the couch, watching TV, when Brady and Henry come stumbling in. I pause the show and stare at them. Poor things look worse for wear.

“She’s sleeping.” Henry throws himself onto one of the couches.

“I wanted to stay in and cuddle, but I need to eat before my stomach eats itself,” Brady groans.

“I made some pasta. It should help fill you up. It’s on the stove.”

“You’re amazing.” Brady sighs, going into the kitchen.

“Everything—” I don’t get to finish as I hear Henry snore loudly.

Smiling, I shake my head. Shutting the TV off, I get up. “I’m going to go lay down with her. When she wakes up, I’ll do my best to take care of her,” I tell Brady.

“Thank you,” he mumbles around a mouth full of pasta.

“Get some sleep too.” I laugh, shaking my head.

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