Page 90 of How to Lose a Pack in 10 Dates

“Jesus,” I mutter, kneeling in front of them. “You gonna ride his mouth, baby? Use him?”

She whimpers, her hand flexing on Cam’s thigh.

“You’re trying, baby,” I murmur, grinning softly as her hand flails. “But I don’t think you’ve got the focus for multitasking right now.”

“I—I want to,” she breathes, her voice crumbling with every flick of Cam’s tongue. “I’m trying—fuck—I just—”

“You’re doing everything right,” I promise, leaning further forward and nipping at the sensitive spot just beneath her jaw. “Let us take care of you.”

She moans high and desperate, her attention entirely unraveling. Her attempt to return the favor dissolves completely as Cam grips her tighter and pulls her closer, licking harder, hungrier.

“That’s it,” I whisper, watching the way she grinds forward against his tongue, the way her slick glistens against his chin. “Take what you need. Let him taste all of you.”

His arms wrap under her thighs and hold her tight while his mouth works relentlessly. Her hips jerk forward, and he just groans like he can’t get enough.

“You’re driving him crazy,” I say against her ear, my hand sliding up to palm her breast. “He fucking loves it. We both do.”

“Jace,” she gasps, head falling back against the wall. “I—fuck—I can’t—”

“Yes, you can.” I tilt my head so that I can suck at the curve of her neck, my teeth dragging lightly. “Let go. Come again. Soak his face, baby. He wants it.”

Cam grunts beneath her, hips arching slightly even as he keeps his mouth locked to her pussy. I look down and watch as his tongue flicks fast over her clit, and she loses it: riding his face harder, her rhythm frantic and her thighs shaking until she finally shatters, coming hard against his mouth.

He groans and keeps going, licking her gently through every aftershock.

“Look at you,” I whisper, tweaking her nipple between my fingers. “You can’t even think straight, can you?”

She slumps forward, and I kiss her again. She’s still trembling when I pull her from his mouth, her limbs loose like she’s forgotten how to hold herself upright.

“You okay?” I ask, brushing damp hair back from her forehead. “Too much?”

She shakes her head weakly. “No. Just—fuck. I can’t even see straight.”

Cam’s voice is hoarse behind her. “You look perfect, sweetheart.”

She nods, barely able to speak, but her eyes are wild and shining. “I—I need—”

“What is it?” I ask. “Tell us.”

She swallows, still catching her breath. “One of you. Inside me. Now.”

Cam and I exchange a glance, and I can’t help but smirk.

Fuck.It’s time to break the rest of her.

“Come here,” I murmur, tugging her toward me.

She shifts until I have her in my arms again, her spine pressing to my chest, then I guide her forward onto all fours. She gasps at the movement but doesn't resist, arching instinctively. Her arms tremble as she braces against the mattress, her legs spread wide, slick still glistening down the insides of her thighs. I settle behind her, one hand on her hip, the other sliding between her legs to feel just how wrecked she already is.

“Still dripping,” I groan. “Fuck, baby. You sure you want more?”

She nods, breath catching. “God, Jace; Ineedmore.”

Cam moves to the front of the bed, settling in front of her, one knee on the mattress. He’s removed his boxers, and his cock is flushed and hard and already leaking. Her eyes flick to it, dazed and wanting.

“You want to taste him, baby?” I whisper, nuzzling the back of her neck. “Want to have both of us at once?”

She whimpers, then nods.

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