Page 49 of Marigold Run

“I don’t want you,” I say to Izan, curious as to what the alpha will do.

A slow-spreading smile lifts one side of his mouth, and his eyes narrow. “What do you want, Mari?” His voice is a delicious purr. “Tell Dassy. Tell your alpha what you want.”

A wash of nerves hits me, as I turn my head to look up at the alpha hovering over me. Dassy’s blue eyes are so intense this close. They’re filled with lust, desire, but also admiration...at least I think that’s what it is.

“Tell him,” Izan says, urging me to speak.

“I don’t want Izan to touch me,” I say to Dassy. “Only you.” The blond alpha instantly smiles. It’s mischievous and excited, eager to give me whatever I want.

“Yes, ma’am.” His words melt into a rumbling purr. I glance out of the corner of my eye at Izan, curious to how he took that, but before I can find him, Dassy cups my cheek, forcing me to face him. “You are so beautiful.” His warm breath fans over my face as he slowly lowers himself. His mouth ghosts over mine, his nose brushing lightly against mine. It’s almost as if he’s savoring the precious moments right before our first kiss.

My body heats as he comes closer and closer.

And then, he kisses me.

It’s so much softer than Hutch. Tender, yet intense, as our mouths slant together. “Omega,” Dassy purrs, slipping his tongue between my lips, slowly dipping into my mouth. His tongue moves with mine, teasing and tasting me at first. But then his warm hand tilts my head to one side, and he plunges deeper, twisting his tongue with mine.

It’s not dominating or violent.

It’s not an excuse for him to humiliate or own me.

It’s a purely passionate kiss, and it’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. We’re sharing this, like a dance between two people, rather than something to be taken from me.

Dassy continues to kiss me as someone settles on the bed next to us. It’s Hutch. I can smell his woodsy, citrus aroma. It twists with Dassy’s, creating an addictive and vibrant fragrance with a little peppery edge coming from the basil. It settles me, relaxing every bone in my spine. It’s not the same effect as Izan’s aroma. The pack alpha’s scent makes my heartbeat race and my temper flare. It feels…exciting? I’m not sure if that’s the right word, but it definitely gets me riled up.

“Fuck me.” Dassy breaks the kiss, making a pained whimper leap from my chest. “Look at you.” He ignores my sound of distress as he looks down my body. One of his hands rests on my stomach, before drifting up, cupping one of my breasts. He squeezes hard and I moan.

“Show your alphas how pretty you are,” Hutch whispers as he reaches across my body. I stare up at the alpha as he pops open the buttons on my shirt. One by one, he exposes me slowly. Once unbuttoned, he pulls open my shirt and cool air brushes my skin. Hutch licks his lips, and Dassy gasps loudly.

“You have an inverted nipple!” Dassy says as if it’s the greatest surprise he’s ever been given. I’m so shocked by his reaction that I forget to be embarrassed by it. “I fucking love inverted nipples.” He squeezes my breast, pushing my flesh up as he opens his mouth wide. Then he sucks.

My eyes roll into the back of my head as his tongue swirls and flicks, drawing my nipple out. His hands pull at my shorts, tugging them down my legs. Hutch helps, pulling them clean off. Slick coats my inner thighs, dribbling onto the mattress beneath us.

Dassy releases my breast, turning to look at Izan. I follow his gaze, surprised to find our pack alpha sitting in a high-backed chair in the center of the room. Everly sits on his lap, Izan’s hand between her legs, both of them watching us with lust-filled eyes.

“What does her pussy taste like?” Dassy asks Izan.

Izan smiles widely, then he shrugs. “You’ll have to tell me.” His dark eyes meet mine. “I’ve never eaten her out.”

“What?” Hutch’s voice is shocked, but Dassy doesn’t say a word. He drops between my legs, not giving me a chance to object.

“Please—” My words are cut off as Dassy wrenches my knees apart, spreading me wide. I slap my palms over my scars, trying to hide them the best I can. I’m not able to cover all of them, but I’m able to hide the worst ones.

“Breathe, Mari,” Hutch gently commands as he pinches my nipple. Sparks shoot straight to my core and a gush of slick erupts from my pussy.

Dassy’s breath fans over my sex as he slaps at the back of my thighs. I squeeze my eyes shut tight, waiting for that gross sensation of a tongue slobbering all over my opening, but to my surprise, Dassy doesn’t dive in. Instead, the tip of his tongue traces me gently. His wet muscle brushes against my slit, caressing each fold before moving to my clit. He kisses the sensitive nub once. Twice.

“Look at me,” Hutch says and my eyes snap open. He places a finger under my chin, forcing our eyes to meet. “Look at me, omega.” His voice is a rumbling purr, making all of my fear and uncertainty fall away. “Let Dassy tend to you.”

Dassy’s broad tongue laps at my sex, making me gasp. But Hutch holds my gaze, not allowing me to look away as his brother licks me. Dassy alternates from long, languid swipes of my opening to small, rapid flicks on my clit. Between his hot breath and wild movements, my senses are in overdrive. The coil deep in my belly is quickly building, and my knees slowly draw higher.

“That’s a good girl.” Hutch caresses my cheek, brushing the pad of his thumb over my bottom lip and over the tip of my tongue. “You’re such a pretty girl.” Hutch praises me as Dassylicks through my folds, feasting on me between wide flicks of his tongue. “Do you like that?” Hutch asks and I nod, unable to form words. “Do you want his tongue higher? Lower?” He removes his thumb from my mouth, touching between my legs. He circles my clit in time with Dassy’s tongue. “Tell me, omega.”

“Huh-higher,” I manage to say, then I gasp as Hutch pulls the hood of my pussy up, giving Dassy access to my clit.

My nails dig into the mattress as Dassy eats me out as if his life depends on it. My back arches and my hips roll, grinding against his mouth. Hutch gently plucks at both of my nipples, squeezing and pinching as a devastating orgasm rolls through me.

My whole body shakes and my inner walls flutter, squeezing on nothing. I feel so empty as the wave of pleasure dies.

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