Page 81 of Consider The Lilies

“Is this okay?” she asks, pulling her knees up, resting her feet on Bear’s other thigh.

He nods, and I can tell he’s fighting a smile. “Very okay,” he says, resting a single hand on her hip as she snuggles against his big chest. I’m touched by how respectful he is of the beta. Not groping her or being crass. He simply holds her while they both wait patiently for the show to begin.

“Omega.”

My eyes snap to Jack’s face. He’s standing next to Yuki in only his dress slacks. His abs ripple as he wraps the end of his belt around his fist. I can’t help but admire each perfect muscle cascading down his torso.

“Come here,” he says softly.

I move slowly, slipping off the bed and onto the plush carpet. It pushes up between my toes as I move toward Jack. I’m well aware that I’m still completely naked, but for some reason, it doesn't bother me. I don’t mind being watched by Bear and Lucy. They feel safe. Like they won’t judge me if I do this wrong.

“Stand here.” Jack moves me so I’m right in front of Yuki. I wait for him to tell me what to do next. When he doesn’t say anything, I glance up at him. “Yuki?” he frowns, looking at the bedside table.

The she-alpha hums in response, but her gaze is on me, slipping up and down my very exposed body. I like the way she’s looking at me. It makes me feel kind of powerful and sexy.

“Did you give Stefan the pills out of the red or the white bottle?” Jack asks.

I turn to see what he’s looking at, and, sitting on the bedside table, is a bright red pill bottle.

“I don’t know.” Yuki gives the alpha a half-hearted shrug. “You said to make sure he took his vitamins. I grabbed the first bottle I saw.”

Jack motions to the small table. “Was it those?”

Yuki follows his gaze. “Yeah. I think so.”

The pack alpha closes his eyes, letting out a deep, rumbling breath. “Those are heat accelerators,” he says loudly.

Lucy gasps on the other side of the room, but I don’t look at her. I’m too busy staring at Yuki.

The corner of the she-alpha’s mouth lifts before saying, “Oops.”

A shadow crosses Jack’s face, and our bond pulses with intense frustration. I feel the urge to back up, but before I can move, Yuki leans down and places a single kiss on my lips.

“Make it hurt, sweet boy.” She smirks, then turns toward the bed. With her feet firmly on the ground, Yuki bends over, resting her upper body on the soft mattress. I stare at the apex of her thighs. The soft mound of her pussy is already so red and puffy, pushing out between her legs.

“You and I will have a session of our own when this is over,” Jack warns the she-alpha and she wiggles her bottom. “Omega,” Jack turns to me with a renewed fire in his eyes, “take controlof your possession.” He forcefully grabs a handful of Yuki’s ass. He squeezes hard, instructing me to do the same. “Feel her.” He spanks her once. The sound is a shockingly loud pop, then he grabs her again.

Not wanting to upset my alpha, I lift my hand, placing my palm gently against Yuki’s other cheek. The she-alpha wiggles her bottom, telling me she likes it, but it still feels weird to touch an alpha like this.

“Let her know that you own her,” Jack rumbles in my ear. His breath is so warm, the air seeming to pulse all around me. “Show Yuki who her master is.”

Fierce confidence travels through our bond and my excitement flares. Without thinking, I lift my hand, then bring it down, smacking one plush cheek. Yuki moans, pushing back, urging me to do it again.

And I do.

I smack her ass, peppering it with harsh taps until a pink hue covers her whole backside.

“Good boy,” Jack praises me. “Rub her raw flesh.” He caresses her, and I quickly do the same. Her skin is hot to the touch, blood rushing to the surface. “Good. Now spank her harder.”

Steadying my feet, I bring my hand back a little higher then swing. It lands with an impressive pop, making my palm sting.

“Oh, yes,” Yuki moans, and I do it again. I bring my hand down faster and harder, spanking her over and over again. Yuki’s body rocks with each blow, her breath picking up until she’s panting.

It’s a wildly intoxicating experience, making me unbelievably hard. Precum leaks from my cock, sticky strings dripping from the tip all the way down to the bright red carpet.

“Now this.” Jack hands me his belt, wrapping it around the palm of my hand. But this time, I hesitate. This isn’t a swat of my hand, but hitting her with anobject. It feels wrong.

“I don’t want to hurt her.” I look up at Jack, pleased to see so much restrained excitement in his dark eyes.He’s just as turned on as I am.

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