Page 70 of Pack Favero

“Ah, shit. Fuck, Zira,” Barnes groans, watching while I pinch my nipples as I gyrate my hips, crying out loudly as I sink deeper onto his knot until it would take nothing more than a single thrust of Barnes’s hips for him to slot inside me.

Just as I grow tempted to make that happen, a new warmth presses against my back, a gentle hand moving my hair from my shoulder before I’m hit with pink pepper and pear and a kiss to my shoulder that I instantly know.

“I’m not as patient as I thought I was, it seems. Those sounds you’re making and the sight of you teasing yourself with a knot has shredded what little patience I had,” Laz admits, crawling between Barnes’s legs to line his body with mine, pressing every ridge and divot of his toned pecs and abs along my spine.

I shiver, blissed out on the feel of them both, and moan, “Who needs patience right now anyway?”

Laz chuckles darkly against my shoulder before he whispers, “Remember you said that, sweetheart.”

And then the fucker presses on my shoulders and pushes me down that last inch on Barnes’s knot, my body accepting the bulge of it and locking down the moment he’s slotted inside me and setting off an orgasm from inside me like freshly lit fireworks. I’m pulsing around Barnes, coming hard, as my walls ripple around his cock and knot, causing Barnes’s hands to clench around my hips as he jerks his lower body upward, shoving his knot deeper before he’s losing himself inside me. He comes with a shout, spilling hot ropes of cum into my body as he snarls at Laz, “You bastard.”

I feel my back vibrate with Laz’s laughter, his breath fanning over my shoulder as he says, “Don’t pretend you don’t like it, love. Feeling that warm, wet, and tight pussy strangling your knot.”

“You know I do, you dick,” Barnes groans, laughingslightly. “You couldn’t let me enjoy it a little longer, though?”

“Who needs patience, right, sweetheart?” Laz counters, and I’m too breathless and quaking with aftershocks to pretend to be annoyed. Instead, I drag him closer by his thighs, noting that he’s bare now, too, and reaching for his shaft as he presses in close.

His grunt is beyond satisfying, and I accidentally clench around Barnes. It has a chain reaction as Barnes curses and uses his hands on my hips to grind me against him, still hard inside me despite coming hard enough that our combined release now slickens everything between my legs.

As I slowly drag my hand up and down Lazarus’s length, mapping out every vein and ridge, I feel his hands on me. He runs them over every inch he can reach, and I sigh as he cups my breasts and brushes his thumbs over my hardened nipples, working me up already even though I’m still trembling after the last sudden climax that showed parallel universes in my vision.

Like he knows what he’s doing to me and loves every second, Laz releases another chuckle, his voice deep and low and husky with arousal. He drops a kiss to my shoulder, pinching my nipples, and I gasp. Then he kisses my fresh bond mark that ties me to Alek, and his chest rumbles with a sudden purr before he says, “How much more can you take, Zira?”

“Speaking from experience,” Ford calls from the other end of the nest. “Much more. That ass is perfection.”

I grin as I moan with the next roll of my hips, and Laz’s purr stutters as Ford’s words register. Then Laz drops his forehead to my shoulder and almost snarls, “Fuck. You’ve taken a knot here, darling?”

One of his hands drops from my breast and slips between my ass, his fingers circling the puckered hole that is very much no longer a virgin. After the first time I took Ford at the lake house, we spent the two following days testing how much I couldtake. Turns out, it’s a lot, and I’ve found that I’m a lot kinkier than I would have thought I was before meeting my alphas.

So, when Laz broaches the tight ring of muscle with only one finger, I moan softly, pushing back against him. I feel his cock twitch and the purr in his chest grows louder as he rasps, “Bloody hell, Zira,” before pushing another finger inside me.

Barnes curses colorfully as his hands clamp down on my hips, his own thrusting up into me as much as he can as he grits through his teeth, “I can feel you inside her. Fucking hell.”

“Just wait until he sinks his cock inside her,” Mac goads, or maybe it’s Ford. I don’t know at this point, because Laz picks up the pace, his fingers stretching me as Barnes continues to grind into me, cum and slick spilling over his hips and dripping onto my nest, staining it with our combined scents.

The thought of my nest always smelling like us, of our pleasure, has me tightening with another release, and I pant, “I’m going to come again.”

“Do it, Zira. Let me see you shatter before I take this arse and bond you,” Laz demands roughly, fingers still fucking me just as well as Barnes’s shaft and knot. When he presses a hand into the middle of my back and forces me to catch myself against Barnes’s chest, he changes the angle and suddenly all it takes is one more thrust of his fingers and a jerk of Barnes’s hips before I’m screaming with another climax.

I’m squeezing around them both as I gush with slick and cum, my mind blanking entirely as I shatter and fall apart in the best way possible.

I’m still trembling with aftershocks when Laz pulls his fingers free of my body before gathering the mess between Barnes and me in his hand. He uses it to slicken his shaft and my ass before he’s sinking in with a low, vibrating growl, using his patience to take me slow until he bottoms out.

White-hot pleasure surges through me as a fullness Inever get used to steals my voice and air from my lungs, my nails digging into Barnes’s chest as I fight the urge not to collapse and succumb to the pleasure-filled delirium that teases the edges of my mind. It only stretches on as Laz stills with a hiss of breath when he bottoms out, his knot rubbing against the tight ring of muscle of my ass.

“Please,” I beg, my voice nothing more than a breathy plea, but it’s enough for them both to understand what I want, what I need.

Together, they push me up to sitting, Barnes sitting up with me until I’m sandwiched between them both. I’m surrounded by heat and their scents, my heart beating wildly beneath my chest as I inhale deeply, their scents tethering me to the here and now.

I’m only vaguely aware of Laz raising my hand to his mouth, kissing the back of it before he twists his and presses a kiss to my wrist the same time Barnes peppers kisses over my chest, right before Laz starts moving in and out of my body. It’s sensation overload, my body too sensitive, my mind floating in a sea of pleasure with only the two of them to keep me afloat.

And yet, just as I begin to think I’m about to drift away, I feel twin pricks of teeth sinking into my flesh as Laz bites down hard into my wrist while Barnes marks the spot on my chest where my heart thunders beneath his lips furiously.

Another climax soars through me the moment I feel their bonds form and grow, and I’m practically sobbing as I feel their love for me flood my system as I come even harder than the time before.

The force of my own release sends both alphas over the edge with me, and Laz hugs me tightly to his body as he snarls into my wrist before shoving his knot inside my ass and spurting his release into me seconds later. Barnes purrs against my chest as I feel his cock twitch along my pussy walls with his ownrelease, and he sighs as he pulls back from my chest to lick and tend to the mark that’s now etched into my flesh.

We’re all breathless by the time we come down from the high, my body entirely too wrung out, even as I pulse around Barnes and Laz and my heart fills with the emotions that flood through both bonds.

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