Page 86 of Broken Dreams

“You smell so damn good,” I groan. “Should we show them how wet you are?”

Her ass is against my cock, and I rock her against it as she sighs, dropping her head against my shoulder as I ghost my fingers up her thighs. I keep her covered because I need her consent before I bare her to our alphas.

Her wild nod makes me nip her jaw gently, murmuring, “Good girl.”

Many of the alphas preferred slurs to praise at the club, outside of Alpha Sanchez. I deny the cramp in my heart as I think of his name, refusing to waste anymore time on him.

This is my time with Quinn, and I plan to enjoy it.

“Fuck, I really want to see,” Duncan groans, his gaze on the apex of her thighs as I pull them up agonizingly slow. “Linus.”

The way he says my name makes me inhale sharply, smelling our scents begin to mix. I can’t change my body chemistry and the shit Bret’s done to fuck with it, so I ignore how I yearn to be able to recognize them as my scent matches, baring Quinn’s slick soaked pussy.

The only thing between their eyes and the promised land is her wrecked panties, and Quinn writhes against my body despite not having truly touched her yet.

“So pretty, can I see more, naughty omegas?” Callum croons.

Rubbing my cheek over her neck, I cover her in my scent as I hook my finger under the material.

“Do they deserve it?” I ask, kissing her as she moans, my finger teasing her core.

“Are you teasing all of us?” Duncan asks. “Linus, you’re a bad boy. You’re making me want to tease you back. I’m going to start making a list filled with all the reasons I’ll edge you, and you’ll fucking thank me for it.”

Holy fuck, I didn’t see pleasure dom in this alpha, but I’m here for it. My cock is leaking, swollen and needy, and I wrap myfree arm around Quinn’s waist to use her ass to continue to grind against it. I have no problems being the brat who comes in the car when my alpha just threatened to keep my orgasms from me.

Pulling her panties aside, I unhesitatingly push three fingers into her dripping cunt, using my palm to rub against her clit. Her whine is perfect as her back bows and her feet wrap around my legs to attempt to get more friction.

“You’re going to take exactly what he has to give you, aren’t you, Quinn?” Callum says, his purr loud as he watches greedily.

“Ye-es,” she says breathlessly, making me smile. That’s my girl. Build those baby steps. Duncan groans at the sound of her voice, a sign that she’s losing herself in pleasure.

“You’re sopping wet,” I groan. “Are you going to come on my fingers or my cock?”

“Fuck, you’re a devious brat,” Duncan grinds out as he watches me tease Quinn.

Quinn’s fingers ghost up my thighs until she’s gripping my dick with a gorilla grip that tells me she may rip it off if I don’t pull it out and fuck her. Since I would like to keep my parts where they should be, I hurriedly unbutton my pants and pull out my cock.

A knock on Callum’s window should have stopped me, but I’m too far gone. Pulling out my fingers from her cunt, I push them into her mouth to clean off before I impale her on my cock.

“Fuck, you’re going to kill me,” Callum groans, glancing at the window to find Kane with his ring sling and baby outside. “He needs better timing, I thought they were gone.”

Chuckling, I kiss down Quinn’s neck as I continue to fuck her. I’ve spent the last ten years being an exhibitionist. I'm not going to stop making my girl feel good because someone is outside the car. That sounds like someone else’s problem.

Turning on the car with an embarrassed chuckle, he rolls the window down a crack. I’m sure we’re not the only ones who have ever decided to have sex in a car.

“Hey, Kane,” Callum says, his teeth gritted. “Now isn’t a good time. Do you need something?”

“We noticed the car hadn’t been turned on, but,” Kane takes a deep breath as he smirks, “I can see that you’re just fine. Later, Callum.”

“Please don’t tell Adira,” Callum groans, rubbing his face.

“You think she’s never had car sex? That’s funny,” Kane says, strolling away as he whistles.

My fingers pull out of her wet mouth to return to her clit, firmly massaging it.

“You’re strangling my cock so well,” I whisper in her ear, knowing the alphas in the vehicle are listening intently as Callum closes the window to swivel back to watch us. “You like the taste of your wet cunt, Quinn?”

“Fuck, the mouth on you,” Callum mutters. “Makes me want to fill it with my cock.”

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