Page 42 of Wanted By the Wolves

I have zero experience.

His shoulders slump, and I recognize the tell. He’s worried he’s frightening me. He’s so damn gentle with me my heart can barely take it.Dex has got analphadick, but he’s my mate, and I’m an omega. I was made for this. He doesn’t need to feel self-conscious.

I lick my lips, my eyes zeroing in on that big cock of his. It looks huge. It’s thick, veiny, and an angry red at the tip. I can do this. A surge of slick spurs me on, my core aching with emptiness. “Come here, alpha.I need you.”

The words could sound desperate, and maybe they are, but I don’t care. I give him the truth because Dex deserves to know how much I need him. I’ve only known him briefly, but he’s already become my rock.

Something flashes across Dex’s face, and a small smile tugs at his lips. “Anything you need, sweet girl. Always.”

“All right, big guy, kneel,” Briggs directs as he crawls up behind me. He tugs me between his legs, pulling me against his chest, whispering in my ear, “We’re gonna let Dex feast on you, teach him how to get you to go off on his tongue.”

My thighs squeeze together at the idea of Briggs guiding the two of us.

Dex glares at his brother.

Briggs chuckles, the sound tickling my neck. “Nova doesn’t mind that she’ll be your first. Do you?”

“I like it.” Omegas are possessive by nature, and knowing I’ll get Dex’s firsts has my wolf purring.

“That’s our greedy girl.” Briggs’s big hands slowly glide up my stomach and brush along the underside of my breasts, teasing without giving me what I want. “Hook your legs over mine. Show him how needy you are for your alphas.”

His command makes me fidget, that flaring ache between my legs ramping up.

Briggs’s hands lock around my chest, his warm breath in my ear. “Put that pretty pussy on display for my brother, baby.”

A whimper tumbles out, liquid heat racing through me. I spread my knees, looping my feet around his calves. Briggs’s hand travels lower on my belly, teasing but not touching. I squirm, slick and on edge.

Dex looks like a man starved, his eyes locked on me and his muscles tensed to pounce.His brother’s hand creeps lower, teasing with the lightest touch. Briggs dips a single finger inside, his thumb brushing my clit before he retreats. He holds out his glistening finger for Dex before Briggs sucks it into his mouth.I stop breathing.

My pussy clenches in need, and a whine builds in my throat at the sound of Briggs’s moan. “Come show her how good a student you want to be.”

Dex flicks off Briggs, grumbling as he kneels between my legs. He leans in, his eyes soft. “You’re so beautiful, Nova. Let me worship you.”

My brain stops braining. How do I even compute that? Before I manage to respond, Dex’s mouth is on mine. For all his shyness and worry, he’s a force of nature once he lets loose. He devours my mouth and makes me feel completely his with every twist of his tongue.

Dex trails kisses down my chest before sucking a nipple with perfect pressure. My back bows, and I bury my hands in his short hair, trying to find a way to hang on.When he’s turned me into a panting mess, he finally settles between my legs. It sends athrill up my spine to see this strong alpha with his face between my thighs, looking at me as if I’m the answer to every prayer.

“Look how wet she is for us.” Briggs says, his voice husky in my ear. He collars my throat with his hand, his teeth grazing my skin.

“Soooo fucking wet,” Dex groans.

Briggs sucks the lobe of my ear before murmuring, “And she tastes so sweet.”

Dex makes this low rumbling sound of agreement, licking his lips. “She does. I’m never gonna get enough.”

There’s something so dirty about the way the two are talking around me, about me, that turns me into a slick mess. Dex’s big body hovers over me, and the hard, insistent press of Briggs’s cock against my ass emphasizes the way I’m sandwiched between them. Their focus makes me want to squeeze my thighs together, except I’m held in place, my legs pressed against Briggs’s, waiting for whatever they have in store for me.

Without thought, my hips rock, desperate for Dex’s mouth. Words tumble out in a needy string, cries for him to touch me, please, to fill me already, to let me come.

“Fuck. The way you beg makes me so damn hard.” Briggs adds a solid arm around my ribs, holding me in place. “Taste her, slow and easy around that pretty clit. Show her how sweet she is.”

Dex pins my thighs open, squeezing with his big hands so close to where I need him. Despite the almost-feral hunger in his eyes, he doesn’t bury himself like I expect. No. My sweet alpha follows Briggs’s command, circling my clit in careful teasing movements. Each slow swivel of his tongue makes my fists clench.

It’s perfect. It’s not enough.

Briggs matches his brother’s slow pace, drawing achingly slow trails around my nipples. They circle and tease, nevergiving me enough to send me over the edge. My pussy feels empty, my body supercharged to detonate if they would just give me a little more. Their slow, synchronized strokes put me in a trance until I can’t do anything but moan and beg. I find Briggs’s thigh, clinging to him as I watch Dex mouth my pussy.

Nothing about my frantic whining seems to spur them on. I grab Dex’s short hair, yanking him closer so I can grind all over his face. That move unmuzzles his alpha. He sucks my clit and slides two fingers into me, fucking me in short, fast strokes.

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