Page 150 of Pack Scratch Fever
Piper’s gaze softens. “You named her Snow, Avery?”
My cheeks burn. “I did.”
Her grin is so wide it makes my breath catch. There’s a fondness in her eyes I’ve never seen before, and I commit the image to memory.
“Baby,” Maddox says gently, patting the couch cushion between myself and him, “come here.”
Still smiling softly, Piper sits, settling comfortably between us.
I can’t breathe.
Lemon and mint swirl around me, potent and heady, making my cock twitch. My jeans are tight enough that she would be able to see my hard-on if I shifted the wrong way, so I clear my throat and attempt to adjust myself before it becomes a problem.
Thankfully, Piper doesn’t notice. “You’d think I haven’t been here the last few days,” she chuckles, leaning back against the cushions and sighing.
I recognize another sugary, honeyed scent.
Her arousal.
It’s not as strong as it was during her Heat, but it’s there, and I sling my arm lazily around the couch, trying to look unaffected from the potent scent.
Judging by the dark look Maddox shoots me, he senses it, too.
He’s the one to make the first move, gently moving a lock of chestnut hair out of her face. “Is this okay, baby?” he asks quietly.
She nods and angles her body so her head is against his shoulder. Maddox’s arms immediately come to wrap around her front, and he turns so he’s facing me, his back against the armrest of the couch, his legs stretched out along the cushions. Piper reclines against him, her back to his front, and lays her feet on my lap.
I will my erection to go away.
We’re just cuddling.
But Maddox begins to purr, and I follow suit.
Our rumbles echo throughout the room while Piper sighs against Maddox, her feet twitching in delight. “This feels incredible,” she whispers, her socked foot brushing in my lap.
She brushes it directly over my hard cock.
Piper stops moving her foot, keeping that delicious pressure right in my lap.
“You’re hard, Avery,” she whispers.
“Of course he is,” Maddox murmurs in her ear. “We’re always hard for you, baby.”
The room fills with the scent of lemon candy as my cock aches for attention.
Maddox brushes Piper’s hair away from the back of her neck and kisses her skin, and she closes her eyes and gasps.
“Fuck,” she hisses, and Maddox chuckles wickedly, while I focus on the delicate skin of her mating gland. It’s red and swollen, and I’m tempted to claim her right on the couch.
But then she pushes on my cock again with her foot, and I close my eyes and groan.
“Look at that,” Maddox whispers to her. “Look at how you affect us.”
I try to keep my breathing even, desperate to stay calm and not moan pathetically just from Piper’s foot.
“Show me, Avery,” she orders. “I want to see how hard you are.”
It’s impossible to resist her, and I fuckinglovewhen she tells me what to do.
