Page 130 of The Pack Next Door
She started to shimmy out of her dress, but I turned her around and unzipped the back, letting my knuckles graze her skin. That little shiver was everything. If I needed confirmation that she felt the same way, I had it then. The dress was eased off, her underwear removed just as swiftly, and that’s when I stopped.
“I will never get used to seeing you like this.” Where the hell were these words coming from? It was like a dam had brokenand they had to come rushing out. “If all I do for the rest of my days is stare at you, Briar?—”
“Less poetry.” Mads clicked his fingers, but Jace gave him a shove. “More action.”
“Just because you don’t have a romantic bone in your body,” Jace snapped.
“Well, I got my bone in Briar’s body, so…”
“Hey.” She tilted my head her way, helping me to focus. “I’m right here. I have been the entire time and?—”
“I need to make you mine.”
She was swept up into my arms and placed on the bed before I sank to my knees.
“Gideon—”
“Shh…”
Smoothing my hands over her thighs, the satin of her skin had mine coming alive. Her knees were slowly spread wide, just before I dropped my head to press a kiss to her ankle.
“Oh…”
That little sigh had my mouth moving, pressing kisses to the instep, the calf, the side of her knee. Her hands felt like a benediction, tangling in my hair the closer I got, before she bent down to kiss my mouth. The bed dimpled as my now naked brothers climbed on behind Briar and went to work.
“We do this as a pack.” Mads wasn’t always full of bad ideas. This had to be the best one yet. “Seal the fucking deal finally, and?—”
“Shut up.” Jace tilted Briar’s head his way. “Maybe you should claim Gideon and ditch Mads. He never shuts up.”
“I told you what I’d do with that smart mouth of yours,” she growled at Mads.
“Well, if you insist…”
But when he bent down to force his head between her legs, my hand was there, shoving him backwards.
“Not this time.”
I hadn’t pulled rank of Mads since we left the last alpha trial, and while it wouldn’t become a habit again, I’d do so now.
“Need to taste our girl?” He scooped Briar up into his arms, then pulled her legs wide open with his hands. “I get it, brother.”
“Well, you can do that as I reacquaint myself with these.”
Jace rained kisses along her breasts, her breathy moans all the permission I needed.
Going forward, I’d need to find a way to store Briar’s taste for later, because it exploded on my tongue in the way wine or food never did. My tongue went back again and again, needing more. Her hands clamped down on my head when I hit her clit just right, not letting me move a millimetre. Obediently, I stayed in place, licking and licking.
My cock rubbed against the bedspread, the cotton too rough, because somehow, I knew she’d feel just like satin. Probably because when I pushed my fingers inside her, that’s exactly what it felt like as I crooked them towards the front wall. Fingertips slid over a roughened spot, rewarding me with a jump, right before she stiffened. A few sharp little gasps and then I felt a gush of slick coat my fingers, right before her cunt clamped down. My fangs ground together, forcing me to pull away lest I bite her there and then.
“Briar—”
“Yes.”
I was hauled up and onto the bed, my body covering hers.
“Now.” She nodded sharply at me. “Gideon, now.”
“We should wait a bit,” I told her. “Work up to things. Get you nice and relaxed as this is probably gonna pinch a bit.”
