Page 40 of Wanted By the Wolves

There’s no way she can’t feel my cock digging into her back, but there isn’t a trace of fear in her scent. I swallow around the lump in my throat, hoping I don’t fuck this up.

“This is gonna make a mess.” Briggs eyes the tub dubiously as he strips.

Nova giggles at his expression, the sweet peals of laughter making my pulse trip. That’s a sound I want more of.

Briggs is right about the mess. Little waves of water spill onto the tile floor as he jostles his way into the tub and sits opposite the two of us. There is barely enough room, all three sets of our legs sandwiched together.

When we finally have ourselves sorted, Briggs lathers up a washcloth and pulls one of her legs to his chest. As my brother washes her calf in smooth circles, I watch the little iridescent bubbles slide down her skin. He teases his way up her leg, and her knee drops in invitation.

My body is practically vibrating with tension. Everything about this woman is sexy, and my body is wound too tight.

Briggs is cool under pressure though. Instead of taking the tease of her spread legs, he switches to washing her other side. It’s fucking torture watching him lather her skin, her pretty breasts heaving in anticipation.

The atmosphere makes it even more erotic. Gage’s bathroom is like a secret garden, vines and foliage running along the wooden rafters. Together with the steaming bubbly water and our combined scents, it creates a kind of paradise. My alpha purrs at the rightness of having her between the two of us, of taking care of her as we’re meant to.

I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her back against me and nuzzling into her neck. Nova’s scent spikes, her sharp cinnamon pluming into the air.

She whimpers, squirming on my lap. “Please. It aches.”

“Do you want us to touch you, omega? Is that what you need?” Briggs asks. His voice is deeper than usual and full of the same need I’m feeling.

“Yes,” she admits, but it sounds like an apology.

“Don’t you dare feel sorry for wanting our touch. Do you feel how hard I am? How much I want you?” I murmur in her ear, my palm brushing along her hip.

“Relax and let us give you what you need,” Briggs purrs.

Nova surrenders at his command, her shoulders dropping. She melts into me as I kiss along her neck, and my brother continues his lathering exploration. He places her foot on his pec and kisses her calf, handing the washcloth off to me.

I take my time, massaging her arms first before moving to her stomach. I use the cloth to lather my hands, abandoning the barrier. I cup her pretty tits, and my thumbs brush her nipples each time I make another pass, Nova grinding her ass against me.

This is fucking nirvana. Her skin is so soft, and she smells so damn good. I can’t get enough of the feel of her in my arms.

A ripple across the surface brings my eyes back to Briggs. He leans in, hands moving subtly under the water. I can’t see what he’s doing beneath the bubbles, but Nova lets out the sweetest swallowed moan.

“Our omega is perfect, brother,” Briggs grits out. His arm moves beneath the water, teasing between her legs. “She’s so fucking soft and sweet.”

Whatever he’s doing is driving her crazy. I want to see how he's taking our mate apart, but the water only gives me a hint at what’s beneath.

Nova shimmies on my lap, pushing her breasts into my hands. Her scent is heady around us, the sweet apples joining her cinnamon.

“You like being sandwiched between two of your alphas, don’t you, little wolf?” Briggs asks.

Nova mewls as I drizzle water across her chest, letting the suds drip down her nipples before I roll them between my fingers. Her sweet sounds have my cock aching to come. I’m too amped up, and she’s too fucking gorgeous.Briggs’s arm pumps in and out below the water, and Nova spirals higher and higher, her moans rippling between us.

“Don’t stop,” she begs.

“Be a good girl and let me watch my brother make you come,” I growl.

She says our names on a jerk of her hips at the same time I pinch her nipples.

“That’s it, come for your alphas,” Briggs commands.

Her body trembles as she throws her head back on a moan, chest heaving. I hold her tightly, whispering how beautiful she is. When she’s finished riding out the little tremors, she twists in my arms, taking my lips in a desperate kiss.

I cup her chin, kissing her deeply until she sinks into my lead.She moans into my mouth, and I swallow her sounds until we’re both breathless.

“You need more, don’t you, my sweet omega?”I ask.

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