Page 69 of Broken Bonds

Oh, dear gods.

Pausing, he looks over at me with a brow raised.

“Did that hurt?”

I squirm under his scrutiny and pull my blanket tighter to me.

“Um, no. Do it again. Please?” I practically beg, wiggling my sparkly toes in his lap.

He chuckles but obliges me, and it’s glorious. I groan when his thumb digs into a particularly sore spot right in the center of my left foot. Sighing in pleasure when the ache subsides thanks to his attentions, I relax even more, my body feeling like it’s lighter than it’s ever been.

Carrying all this extra weight around is really taking its toll on my body.

His soothing touch causes my eyelids to become heavy, and before I know it, I’m fast asleep, feeling more at peace and less burdened than I have in a while.

* * *

I moan as a warm tongue glides through my slick-soaked folds, powerful hands holding my legs down when I attempt to squeeze them closed. Expert fingers pluck at my sensitive nipples until they nearly ache from the attention. Soft caresses from lips and hands move across my skin, leaving a feeling of warmth and tingles in their wake.

My fingers reach down and weave into shocking white hair, clenching and pulling hard on the soft strands. Mesmerizing violet eyes look up at me with a hunger blazing in the vibrant depths as a wicked tongue lashes against my clit, thrumming it until I’m crying out. My legs shake where they’re held down, pleasure rolling over me in waves.

Taking a moment to figure out who else is here with us, I note both Link and Lake are the ones sucking and licking my nipples. Rule and Ollie are kissing me everywhere they can reach while Van and, surprisingly, Rion sit perched on their knees at either side of me, hard cocks in their hands. I bite my lip at the sight of them, suddenly wishing they were closer.

We’re in my nest, my body feeling like it’s on fire as they all worship me together. A deep-seated need is burning through me as Forde licks and sucks my swollen bundle of nerves like a man on a mission. My cries become strangled when he clamps it gently between his teeth and rolls his tongue, the sensitive bundle thrumming in protest.

I moan and push his head away, my words coming out slurred as I mumble, “S’too much.” At the same time, I try to pull him closer, the need to cum too great.

Lake nips one of my nipples before pulling away and grabbing the back of my head, smashing his lips against mine. He kisses me like he’s trying to brand his lips on mine, and maybe he is.

“Let him make you feel good, Petal,” he whispers against my lips when he pulls back. “I want to watch you cum all over your alpha’s face.”

His eyes, that familiar brilliant blue, twinkle when he looks at me before he moves in to kiss me all over my face with a mischievous smirk.

My alpha.

Is Forde mine?

Are… they all mine?

Link distracts me when he licks my neck and nibbles along my collarbone. Lake continues kissing his way down the other side of my neck and across my chest, lips ghosting over my nipples and making me tremble.

I tug on Forde’s hair, urging his face closer, begging him to make me cum. I can feel myself right on the edge, but for some reason, I can’t fall. My face scrunches up as I cry out in frustration and roll my hips, grinding myself against his face.

“Please,” I sob, hips rolling frantically.

Forde growls, but I don’t feel it against my needy core, which leaves me feeling puzzled.

My brows furrow and my movements slow, but he grips my hips hard, like he’s urging me to keep going, so I do.

“Harder,” I whimper, biting my lip so hard I’m surprised it doesn’t start bleeding.

I’m teetering on the edge of the precipice, almost ready to fall, ready to cry in relief when he presses his face against me harder.

“Fuck,” I hear as my eyes fly open.

I freeze, my body locking up as I realize where I am.

It’s dark, the only light coming from the projector and the moon and stars outside the living room windows. My face is tucked between the couch and a warm neck, the heady scent of whiskey gliding its way down the back of my throat when I inhale. Large hands grip my hips, and a very hard erection is pressed between my legs, resting perfectly against my throbbing center. My hands are pinned between me and another large, tense body, fingers clenched tight in the black T-shirt stretched across a massive chest.

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