Page 69 of The Pack Next Door
Shit.
Gideon appeared in the gap, filling it completely. As Mads’ hand slid slowly up my thigh, I stared. He was so damn big. Every single one of the Whitlocks towered over me, but Gideon’s size went beyond height. Those broad shoulders, those big hands.
It’d hurt so damn good if he pushed one, maybe two, of those fingers inside me.
That thought had me blinking, because it wasn’t one I’d have under any circumstances about a guy I barely knew. Good thing too, because he looked at me expectantly.
“Omega?”
Those gold eyes narrowed slightly as he breathed in. Whatever scent he caught had that serious expression shifting into a slight smile. His weight shifted from one foot to the other and my eyes followed every damn movement, sliding down, down until I caught sight of exactly how he was responding to me. When I jerked them back up again, he was smiling in earnest.
“You OK with me riding with you?”
“Are you OK with me riding you?” I shot back.
Where the fuck had that come from? When I looked inward at the wolf, she was just lying on her back, presenting her belly as she panted. Little ho.
“If that’s what you need.”
He swung inside, settling down on the other seat beside me, which left me sandwiched between two of the men that claimed they were my mates. Perhaps what happened next was entirely understandable.
“I need…”
Gideon’s eyes were too bright, too intent as he stared at me, and that had me turning to Mads. I at least had had whole conversations with him.
“I know.” Mads nodded, his grin fading as he stared at me. “Jace, get this party started. You drive,” he ordered, “while I see to our mate.”
That was all the permission I needed.
I reached up, tugging his head down, but it was his mouth that claimed mine. Breath was sucked in through our noses at the feel of the others’ lips. His were hard and demanding and mine were too soft, parting all too easily. Gods, the first slip of his tongue against mine had me writhing, the car and the rest of the Whitlock pack forgotten, right before a hand grazed my stomach. I jerked my mouth free and turned to see Gideon reaching over to clip my seat belt.
The frantic pulse of the car’s seat belt alarm filtered through, making me aware of where we were. Away from our houses, I was thankful for that, even as I blinked, trying to dispel the red haze clouding my vision. That effort was rewarded by the sight of Gideon hanging over me.
“Safety first.” He said that with his eyes entirely trained on my lips, not looking away for a second. “Riding or whatever you need can come after that. Though…” With effort, he looked out the windscreen. “You might want to wait until we’re clear of the town before you take things too far.” Gideon glanced back at me. “I’m sure the sight of you reaching your peak is glorious, but it’s not something I want to share with all of Moon River.”
Neither did I. The shame heating my cheeks had my fists balling, pressed into the tops of my thighs, trying to keep them together, but it was a fight I’d never win. Mads’ arm settled along the back of the car seat, his fingers finding the baby hairs at my nape. That touch dispelled my concerns for poor, unsuspecting bystanders with every swirl. The entrance sign tothe town was the most welcome sight, my breath escaping my lungs in a rush, right as Mads slid his hand up my thigh.
“We—” I started to say.
“Need to get you more comfortable?” His intent gaze contained both concern as well as desire. “This close to you, I can smell how much you’re aching, omega.”
I didn’t even complain about being called by my designation, because the woman would never have even considered getting fingered in the back of a car. The omega? She tilted her hips and opened her thighs as far as they would go.
Which resulted in them being pressed against Mads’ and Gideon’s. I turned towards the silent stranger of a mate, wondering how he’d respond to this. He gave so little away, his face an impassive mask, right before he let out a little snort and picked up my leg, hooking it over his knee. Being spread open, my inner thigh muscles quivering at the sudden tension, had me tilting my hips further. It felt like my clit popped free of my body, straining against my underwear, right before the car took an abrupt left turn.
“Side quest,” Jace announced in a growl, pulling off the asphalt road and sending us bouncing down a thin dirt track. The pine trees of the plantation that surrounded the town loomed above us, and soon we were swallowed by its cool depths.
Which only made things worse.
Now, the world had that familiar green gloom of the night I’d woken up in the forest. Jace was right there, parking the car abruptly, then wrenching the seatbelt off as he turned in his seat.
“You’re hurting.” I looked up at Mads. “How the hell were you going to drive to a place three hours away?”
“Toys…?” I ground out.
Walking into a lingerie shop owned by a family friend and buying sex toys was not something I wanted to do at all, but needs must.
“Don’t need them when you have us,” Jace said, but the movement of Gideon’s hand drew my attention. Little circles on the terribly sensitive skin of my inner thigh had my breath coming in faster and faster, and he noted every heave of my chest.
