Page 17 of Talk About… Secrets
It was a cold shock amidst the heat of the moment.
Not one to miss anything, Beck was there again, pressing himself to my back.
“Don’t slip away from us, sweetheart. The details can come later,” he purred in my ear, the deep rumble soothing enough I relaxed against him. “Open those eyes and look at your beta. He’s waiting for you.”
My eyes snapped open again to see Spencer slowly stroking his cock. His eyes were half-lidded as he watched me.
This time I didn’t stop to overthink it as I tore off my dress and walked forward. His skin was red from the steam and his scent was even sharper here. Tart cherry, tangy blue raspberry, a hint of lemon and sugar, and a frosty musk that had my eyes rolling back and warmth rushing through me.
In all my life, I had never wanted anyone more. No,needed,anyone more than I did in this moment.
Stopping in front of Spencer, I felt bold and unashamed. Even more important, I felt in control.
“Fuck, you’re so damn perfect, freckles. I knew these trailed where I couldn’t see,” he teased, fingers ghosting over the small marks dotting my skin from head to toes.
“Let’s see if you taste as mouthwatering as you smell,” I said back as I dropped to my knees at his feet.
His head dipped down to follow me, lips parting slightly on a shocked gasp. I swear not one of them was breathing as I wrapped my fingers around the base of his long cock, stroking him slowly as I peeked up under my lashes.
Was I playing it up to drive him crazy? Oh, absolutely.
My tongue darted out to lap up the bead of precum on his tip, humming at the sweet and tart taste that absolutely matched his scent. I had never liked giving blow jobs before. Something about putting my mouth on the alphas and betas in my past, not knowing if I could trust them to read me and not overwhelm me, had me holding back.
But as I looked up at Spencer, I knew he would never push me too far. They all watched me far too closely for that.
The low groans coming out of him were everything. Each one turning me on more and more so I was dripping down my legs and desperate.
“Omega, you have to stop. I’m going to come,” he protested. I didn’t bother to listen, instead swallowing him, my throat constricting around his cock before I was pulling back and pushing forward, doing it all over again.
I set a pace that stole my breath but made his hands tighten in my curls, my name falling from his lips in a desperate plea.
I’d unravelled this calm and in control beta. Made him mine.
Grace
“Enough,” Beck protested as I pulled away, poor Spencer nearly collapsing against the shower wall.
My alpha helped wash the scent beads off of me before he was drying me off just as carefully.
Then I was being carried again, swept up in the strong arms of an alpha before he laid me out on his bed. My legs fell open as my fingers toyed over my full breasts, needing some relief.
I loved that there was no space here for hesitation or shyness. Their looks of adoration, lust, and longing made sure that I focused only on them.
“Fuck, so damn perfect, omega. Look at that tight, wet, little pussy. You’re going to take your alpha and betas so beautifully, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I whimpered as I stroked my fingers down my abdomen, seeking out relief when they made no move to help.
“Fuck this,” Cade groaned as he tore his own towel off, having taken the quickest shower while I was distracted withSpencer. His skin was pale and freckled like mine, the intricate weaving of ink and pops of color on his skin were gorgeous.
Then he was diving onto the bed, his face settling between my thighs. He wasn’t as controlled as the others. There was no hesitation as his mouth latched onto me, sucking hard on my clit as his fingers teased into my core.
“Yes,” I gasped, my fingers tightening in his copper hair as my head fell back against the soft comforter.
He was pure chaos as he licked and sucked at me, teasing and desperate, yet nothing was quite enough.
I think he knew that.
He was making me feel good but didn’t want it over yet if the low chuckle was anything to go by.
