Page 74 of Break The Ice

I’m scared and lonely, and I don’t want to run anymore.

And for the first time since my parents died, I admit I don’t want to be alone.

Chapter seventeen

Kit

The uncertain, emotionally cutoff,and cold Ryann of this morning is gone. Ryann is raw, emotional, and exposed. I want to hate it, but I love that she trusted us enough to do it. I run my hands up her sides, over the red marks from the ropes. She looked divine displayed like that for us.

I’m not normally a fan of Raider’s hobby. I can do it for him, but I don’t get off on it the way Ryann apparently does.

I lean forward and kiss her shoulder, she sighs and presses her ass into my hips; I drag my teeth over the spot.

“Are you soaked like an omega yet?” I whisper in her ear.

She makes a tiny little moan, a sound that drives me wild. I creep my hand over her hips and down. I don’t have to search. Her thighs part, and they are soaked. Just the slightest touch on her skin has her jerking her hips towards me.

“Oh, good beta. You are drenched. Are you ready to let me drink those orgasms yet?”

Ryann laughs, but I wiggle down the bed, ignoring the other alphas as I nudge her legs apart and lie down between them.

“You have a perfectly delicious looking pussy, Ryann,” I murmur. I lean up on my elbows so I can watch her as I lick her clit. Her ribs heave with her deep breaths, and the dim light shimmers on her skin.

I don’t know what I was expecting, but the taste of her has me going back for more. Sweet and salty, with a tang and something I think I’ve been missing my whole life. The hot and deep crevasse and puffy little clit steal my complete attention. I lick her arousalfrom her, getting it on my face, burying my nose in her so I can smell it for days. I just want to bathe in it.

“Fuck, he looks good down there,” I hear Raider murmur.

I have to put a hand on her hips to stop her movements as she rides my face. Faster and faster. Her whole body writhing. She bites her wrist to hold back her cries, which is almost as hot as the strangled sounds coming out of her. I love how much power I have over her.

I sit up a bit and slide a finger into her. She cries out, but I’m stunned by how she feels. It’s so different from anything I’ve experienced, and, suddenly, more than I ever have before, I want to put my dick in this beta and fuck her until we’re both screaming. I pull my finger out and push two back in, then dive back in, sucking on her clit.

I want to make her feel good. I want to take whatever made her sad away and make her forget all about it.

I feel the moment she explodes. Her whole body tightens, her pussy is a vice around my fingers. She lets out a half shriek and tries to roll away, but I anchor her thighs with one arm and keep working her through it. The way she clamps around me has me ready to come without touching myself. It’s so fucking hot. I fasten my mouth to her clit and drag my teeth over her. She thrashes and screams, the sound like music to my ears.

After a minute, she gets all languid, shuddering and shivering with every lick I give her. I reluctantly remove my fingers from her and sit up.

Callan grabs my hand and pulls my fingers into his mouth, cleaning them.

Oh, this is hot.

I glance to the side where Raider is slowly stroking Wren. They both have their eyes on us, and now I want to put on a show for them.

Callan meets my eyes and shrugs. He does so love to indulge me.

I push Callan back on the bed, kissing him, and pull Ryann up. “Straddle him.”

She obeys instantly, moving into position over the naked alpha. I know Callan’s a bit self-conscious about his body, but Raider and I love it, and, right now, I can see from the way Ryann moves her hands over his chest that she does, too. I’m so glad the pack got naked while I was busy.

I grip her hair and pull her back as I get up behind her. “Arch your back and show Callan those pretty titties.”

She shudders but arches her back, and I grin into her shoulder, flicking a loaded glance at Wren and Raider. I reach around and cup one soft cushion of flesh, lifting it up before letting it drop, watching the jiggle.

I run my fingers over her hard nipple, fascinated by the texture and feel of it. I pluck at the tip. She jerks her hips, letting out a low moan.

“Tell me what youlike,” I murmur.

“I like…that. And squeeze them.”

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