Page 79 of Alpha Exile

"Don't worry bud." Finn puts a hand on his broad shoulder and squeezes lightly. "I'll show you where to put your hands and mouth... and dick. But I think Roarke and Kieran over here are only going to have fun with each other. Unless two drinks changes that?"

"Not on your life," Roarke mutters, while Kieran just shrugs and goes, "Fuck if I know what'll happen."

They glance at each other and laugh a little—then go back to drinking their beers, the tension in the room decidedly sexual. Even Lance seems okay with what we're about to do, which only makes me more nervous.

"I'm going to need a gin and tonic to warm up to this," I announce, striding over to the bar cart and setting up for a drink. "Also, are wesureKerry and Cat are out?"

"Positive," Kieran says. "They left a noteandsent a text in the group chat. They're researching those books we found in the caverns."

"Niall is with the warriors, so he won't stop by anytime soon either," Roarke says, striding towards the front windows and closing the blinds with a snap of his wrists. "It's just the six of us, this rented house, and a bar cart full of alcohol."

"Then I guess itistime for a party."

Somehow, in the next few minutes, the dining room table and its chairs disappear, getting carted off to a separate part of the house, leaving the room bare and definitely open enough for an orgy. Finn pops into the room with enough condoms and lube for a dozen people or more, looking a little glassy-eyed, like a kid who got what he wanted and doesn't know what to do with it. Even Lance helps prepare for the event, bringing a comforter and several large pillows into the room, his margarita glass and his expression growing heated with desire.

I can feel it thrumming all around us, sloshing around in my stomach next to the gin and tonic and the meal I forgot I ate hours ago.

Sexual tension, ripe and ready for the plucking.

So it's almost a relief when Lance strides towards me, takes me in his arms, and peels my shirt off with one swoop. He crushes me against his chest as he kisses me deeply, his arousal pressing against his thigh.

Finn makes a nearly inaudible noise of approval, and I feel Lance growl against my chest. That growl deepens as Finn asks coyly, "Mind if I move in there?"

"I suppose I don't," Lance drawls, stepping back, grabbing my belt, and peeling it off to deposit it in a corner of the room. "Don't expect me to let you haveallof her, though."

"Wouldn't dream of it."

I feel Finn's warm chest against my back as he moves in behind me, his clever hands reaching up to strip me of my bra, then down to peel off my underwear. Stark naked, I bite my lip and glance around the room, watching how Bastian's eyes go wide as Finn peels his shirt off, how Roarke and Kieran lean in close to each other and start, tentatively, to kiss and strip off clothing.

"Get over here, Bastian," I murmur, motioning him in close. "I'll stroke you and Lance at the same time."

His eyes go wide, and he immediately looks to Lance—"Can I?"

"Do whatever the pretty lady says," he suggests, his dark eyes deepening as he looks up and down my naked body. "Just don't forget that I get to come in her mouth."

He strips himself down, while Finn quickly gets rid of his pants and moves in behind me. Lance reaches between my legs, pushing his fingers up, and I gasp as he parts my warmth. At the same time, Bastian steps up close, his arousal long and hard between his thighs, and I reach out to put my hand around it, whimpering as Lance's fingers go in deep.

Finn leans down to kiss the side of my neck, and my eyes flutter closed. His arousal teases against my lower back, hard and waiting. He murmurs, "You look so beautiful with a cock in your hand, that I bet you'll look twice as beautiful with two."

Biting my lower lip, I reach out to grab onto Lance's arousal. He growls, twisting his fingers up inside me, then draws them out to press them inside my mouth. I whimper at the taste of my own arousal, the whimper deepening as Finn grabs a condom, gets himself ready, then teases between my legs with the head of his cock.

I hear him moan as he enters me, and my hands tighten around each of the shafts in my fingers. Bastian gasps, rolling his hips up, finding Finn's mouth with his lips. Lance growls, his expression predatory as he leans in to suck a bruise against my neck, his fingers reaching up to tweak my nipples to firm, aroused peaks.

My eyes fall behind them, to where Kieran and Roarke are. They're watching us closely, each of them shirtless now, arms crossing as they reach into each other's boxers to stroke at steadily-growing arousals. I can feel their desire through the mating bond, pumping harder and faster as Finn presses me forward and strokes inside of me.

His arousal is hot and hard, his hands tight on my hips as he grinds inside me. I can see Bastian reach out to touch him from the corner of my eye, his curious gaze eating up each stroke of Finn's cock, his hips pressing his shaft up inside my fingers.

On my other side, Lance grabs my wrist possessively, his eyes fluttering closed as he strokes it up and down his engorged member, his desire to push the other males aside and take me for himself strong. As Finn pushes me forward to bend me at the waist, groaning with each stroke of his body, Lance reaches up to press his fingers inside my mouth.

"I'm going to make this mine," he promises, his voice low and claiming, the growl in the air seeming to drive Finn to fuck me harder, faster, his hips slamming into me. "Your mouth? Save it for me."

Then he steps back, making space as he stalks to the other side of the dining room, his eyes heavy lidded and his hand falling to his own arousal. Bastian moves into that space, pressing me between his body and Finn's as he wraps both my hands around his shaft and reaches between our bodies.

"I like the way it looks when you come on his cock," he murmurs, the suggestion in his voice making Finn groan as he bottoms out inside me. "So I'm going to suck on your clit, but can you jerk me off first? I feel like I could come a dozen times."

"Sure, Bas." I lean forward to claim his lips, then gasp as Finn wrenches out of me and back inside, the force of his body demanding all my attention for a moment. "I'd love to make you come with my hands."

Twisting my fingers around Bastian's engorged shaft, I twist it hard and fast, enjoying the whimpers of pleasure that leave his mouth. He leans against me and gasps as he comes, shuddering towards his orgasm quickly, his release painting the front of my naked body. Finn sucks a kiss onto my neck and groans against my skin as Bastian climaxes, his desire palpable and his strokes crescendoing.

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