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“The writing has been on the wall for a long time,” Malcolm says. “It’s nice to stop pretending that it’s not. Their numbers are blocked, and it’s so fucking peaceful now.”
Hollis screams and I grin, but I know what he means. Unbuckling my pants, I raise my brow at Felix as I pull out my cock.
“How do you feel about getting on your knees like a good little slut for us, Felix?” I ask, pulling off my shirt and tossing it aside. We have some time before the furniture gets here.
Felix grins, stripping off his clothing before falling to his knees. His hands move behind his back, while I praise him for being such a good boy. His mouth opens wide to suck on the crown of my cock, and Malcolm tosses his phone aside to pull off his clothes.
We always have a bottle of lube close by, hence why it’s not a surprise when Mal pulls it out from behind a couch cushion. My grin turns into a groan as I pull on Felix’s head to take more of my cock.
Mal drops to his knees as he crowds Felix’s body, pressing against him. I can tell by the way that Felix swallows around me that he can feel Malcolm’s thick cock against his back.
“Are you going to be good for your daddies and take both of our cocks?” Mal growls, covering his fingers in lube before pushing them inside Felix’s tight hole.
My eyes roll as Felix swallows more of me.
“I think the little brat does want our cocks. Fuck, that’s so good,” I groan. “We may as well have fun before the furniture gets here.”
There’s nothing wasteful about this afternoon at all.
Chapter Twenty-Two
NOVA
“Hi?” I ask, gazing at Lars at my front door. I’m wearing pajamas and he looks fucking gorgeous in a pair of black pants that hug his thick muscles, a black long sleeved shirt, and a taupe colored coat.
I think my spit just packed up and left, my mouth is so dry.
“You’re going to attract flies, beautiful,” he murmurs, stepping forward to cup the back of my head and kiss my lips.
Something has changed in the last few weeks. There’s less hurt feelings, more dates, and definitely more kisses. Both Caleb and Lars like to rile me up though. I mind less because it means that I get orgasms now. I haven’t slept with either of them yet, but I think we’re headed that way.
I had a check up last week, finally breaking down and finding a gynecologist because my heat was so rough. He suggested that I take heat suppressants along with birth control for at least the next three months to give my body time to recover. He’s worried that overloading my system when my pack is only semi-formed will cause me to have another seizure.
“Mmm,” I moan as he comes up for air. “Are you just swinging by on your way home, or is there something special I forgot?”
“I want to take you out for dinner,” he says, gazing over me. There’s no judgement, just him assessing. “You can change or I’ll take you out in your pjs, baby. Whatever you want is fine.”
A few weeks ago, he might have teased or been mean to me about my clothing, and I blink at him slowly. Lars smirks as he wraps his arm around my waist and lifts me, walking into the house before closing the door with his foot.
“What’s that look for, Nova?”
“You’re…nice,” I murmur, head tipping back as he presses me against the wall.
“Nah, I’m not nice. I’m selfish. I get to have you all to myself, and I’m planning to take full advantage of it,” he murmurs, his gloved hand warm somehow as he squeezes the back of my neck as he comes back for another kiss. “Now, do you want to throw on some shoes and a coat or do you want to get dolled up?”
“You look too good for me not to change,” I breathe.
“I can’t change that part,” he says, winking. God he’s so sexy. My body shivers as I perfume, reminding me that my body will do all the normal things it typically does, I’m just free from my heat for a while.
I haven’t had a chance to bring it up to the guys yet. I’ve also filled the prescription for birth control pills, but haven’t taken them yet. I don’t know what’s stopping me from it. Not everyone only gets pregnant during their heat, so I’m currently playing with fire.
My hands push against his chest, my lips unable to hide my mirth. Now that I can appreciate his heavy handedness, it bothers me less.
“You’re going to have to let me down to do either,” I insist.
“But you smell so good,” he murmurs, kissing over Tyde’s bite mark. “That still looks fresh, Nova. Did the Neanderthal bite you again?”
“Not there,” I say, cheeks flushing. Tyde has a thing for biting me, and since it makes me come so hard I see stars, it doesn’t bother me. However, those all heal quickly. “I don’t know why this hasn’t healed yet.”
