Page 72 of Mating With My Grumpy Alphas
"So beautiful," I murmured. "Look at you, taking him so perfectly."
"Rhett," she gasped, her eyes finding mine. "I want… can you…?"
"What do you want, sweetheart?"
"Your mouth," she whispered, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "On me. While he…"
"Such a good girl, asking for what she wants," Elias purred, his hand sliding into my hair and gripping firmly. "But you don't ask Rhett. You ask me. I'm in charge here." His eyes met mine, andI saw the unmistakable command there. "Rhett, put your mouth on her. Make her scream."
I was moving before he finished speaking, positioning myself where he directed. His hand stayed in my hair, controlling the pressure and angle of my movements against her clit.
"Harder," he ordered when she began to writhe. "She can take it. Can't you, sweetheart? You can take everything we give you."
"Oh god," she gasped. "I don’t think I can… it's too much…"
But her body said otherwise, responding eagerly to the dual stimulation. I could taste her arousal on my tongue, could feel her trembling beneath us as we worked together to drive her higher.
"You can take it," Wes groaned, his thrusts becoming more urgent. "You're so perfect, so strong. Come for us again."
"I'm going to…" she started, then broke off with a cry as her second orgasm crashed over her, even more intense than the first.
Wes followed her over the edge with a groan, his hips stuttering as his knot began to swell. "Fuck, I'm going to knot you," he gasped, his hands gripping her hips. "Are you ready, sweetheart?"
"Yes," she cried out, her body accepting his knot as it locked them together. The sensation of being stretched and filled completely made her come again, smaller aftershocks rippling through her as I gentled my tongue on her oversensitive clit.
"So perfect," Wes breathed against her neck, his arms wrapping around her as they stayed locked together. "You took my knot so beautifully."
"How long?" she whispered, and I could hear both wonder and satisfaction in her voice.
"Fifteen, maybe twenty minutes," Elias said, his voice thick with arousal at watching his pack bond. "Just relax and let yourself feel it."
I watched in fascination as she melted into Wes's embrace, her body instinctively accepting the intimacy of being knotted. This was what made pack bonds so special—the complete trust and vulnerability required.
"Holy shit," she whispered when she could speak again, still locked to Wes but boneless between us. "I never knew it would feel like that."
"That's just the beginning," Wes murmured against her hair, his hands stroking her sides. "This is what it means to be claimed, to be ours."
We stayed like that, Wes holding her while his knot slowly deflated, all of us murmuring soft words of praise and comfort. When they finally separated, she looked dazed and thoroughly satisfied.
But we weren't done with her yet. Not by a long shot.
"My turn?" I asked, and the heat that flared in her eyes was answer enough.
"Yes," she breathed. "Please, yes."
"No," Elias said firmly, his voice cutting through our urgency. "She doesn't get to choose the pace anymore. If you think you're ready to trust me completely, Willa, then I'm taking control."
She nodded eagerly, still glowing from her first knotting experience.
He stood, stripping off his own clothes with deliberate slowness while we watched. "Willa, on your knees. Face me. Rhett, strip."
My hands moved before I even had time to register what I was doing. Everything about this felt exactly like how it was supposed to be. This pack was made for each other and each of us was falling into the roles we were always supposed to have.
Willa lowered herself to the ground, staring up at Elias with nothing but heat in her eyes. She licked her lips slowly and I groaned at the sight of her pink tongue trailing across thoserosebud lips. My cock kicked in response and I fisted my length, already feeling the start of a knot eager to form.
Elias's cock was impressive, thick and long, and when Willa looked up at him from her position, the picture they made was breathtaking.
"Open your mouth for me," he commanded softly. "Show me how much you want this."
