Page 80 of Unexpected Delivery

Hayes glaring at me over her shoulder only makes this even more comical. I let him get away with thenot sharingthing as kids, but that’s not going to fly in pack life.

My fingers tease down Arbor’s hip, and I don’t feel any panties.

Ahh, I think I understand.

The dress is only down in front, but I’m guessing he’s got it pulled up in the back. I hit bare skin on her thigh and work around to tease her clit as her tongue slides around mine.

That fucker is still inside her. He should be considerably more jovial.

Arbor keeps one hand wrapped around my neck, but her other works down to grab my cock. The omega isn’t afraid of a little two-on-one action, and that makes my dick throb.

Her lips are soft and plush, and her tongue leaves hints of cherry blossoms tinged with lightning with every swipe. It makes no sense, but I’ve just accepted that I’m always going to have an addiction to her scent.

She’s an incredible kisser, slow and sensual and playful at the same time.

It’s an erotic combination. Well, that and the feeling I’m hit with as I suck down her pheromones.

I’m so lost to the kiss that I almost miss her hand sliding down the front of my sweats. I was good with a little over-the-material action, but if she wants to get freakier, I’m here for it.

“Aww, fuck,” Hayes growls, but I ignore him as Arbor fists my shaft.

She moans against my lips, and I apply firmer pressure to her clit.

“Do you like that, beautiful? Being the peanut butter in a twin sandwich?” I ask as her entire body shivers. “Hell, you probably count as the jelly too.”

Arbor gasps, squeezing the hell out of my shaft.

Huh, maybe they weren’t done just yet.

Her grip gets so intense it’s almost painful, but I also kinda dig it.

That’s weird.

Ehh, I’m still not judging myself too harshly.

Arbor’s pheromones are fucking my head up.

I’m not a possessive guy. I understand exactly how important it is for all of her relationships to be equal. So…why are my instincts screaming at me to yank her off Hayes’s cock to impale her on mine?

She runs her thumb over the sticky head of my dick, and I growl, nipping at her lips.

The fog hits hard, to the point I don’t even know what I’m doing until I’m in motion.

I grab Arbor’s shoulder and roll her toward Hayes. As her hand flies out of my sweats, she gives a confused look. Luckily, Hayes gets the idea and pulls her with him until she’s on top of him, facing the ceiling. He manages to stay inside her during the entire transition.

I crawl over their outstretched legs and grab her hands, tugging her up. It’s a whole process to get her dress off, and I reach around to handle her bra.

“Hael…I’ll leak,” she whispers, her hot breath fanning over my chest.

“It won’t bother me a bit. I want you naked,” I growl, stealing a kiss while she’s distracted.

Hayes gets tired of my fumbling and takes over unhooking her bra.

I pull back from the kiss and frown. I forgot that he’s still inside her, and there’s no way I’d try DVP so soon after she gave birth. I climb off Hayes and lift Arbor, turning her to face him.

“Pop that pussy up for me, beautiful.” I slap her ass, tug out of my sweats, and get situated over Hayes’s knees once more. It’s a complicated process because of how Arbor is positioned, but I figure that shit out.

Fisting my cock, I refuse to let myself feel any jealousy as Arbor kisses Hayes.

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