Chapter Eighteen
Iwas a bundle of nerves.I was seriously considering throwing up.Of course, the thought of having vomit-breath only added to my nerves.
Staring at myself in the mirror, I decided that I was sexy.I didn’t have any lingerie, but Oaks had suggested simply wearing Everett’s large shirt with nothing underneath it would easily arouse my alpha.Yes, I was planning to convince Everett to claim me tonight.
After speaking with my family pack last week, I was determined to prove to myself that this pack was mine.That they wanted me as much as I wanted them.I already knew Atlas and Oaks did, since they’d claimed me.And I knew Everett did as well—I just needed the proof.I needed the claiming mark.
Atlas was on the bed, laying sideways so he could peek into the bathroom and watch me panic stare at myself in the mirror, wondering if I should put makeup on or not.“Do you need me to fuck those nerves out of you, pet?”
I laughed, although the sound was stiff.“No.”Although as soon as I’d said the word, I’d wondered if maybe I should fuck him.Sex with Atlas would easily distract me from the anxiety coursing through me.“Actually, yes.Let’s do it.”
My mate sat up and moved to the edge of the bed, straddling the corner as a smirk pulled on his lips.He opened his arms for me, and I didn’t hesitate to throw myself at him.
“My poor, precious pet.So nervous.”
I was straddling his lap, the position more comforting than arousing as I pressed my face against his neck to suck in his firewood scent.It might have worked to ease the tension in my body, but not even Atlas’s crackling scent distracted my thoughts from Everett getting home.
His hands rubbed at my back before moving under my shirt for skin-to-skin contact.He groaned, the sound vibrating his throat.“No underwear?”
I shook my head.“You said not to, remember?”
“I’m not sure what’s sexier.You listening to me or you being naked under this shirt.”His hands squeezed the globes of my ass, his long fingers achingly close to my core.With his hold on me, he rocked my hips over him, the hardening length between his legs bumping my core.
“Don’t even think about it,” Oaks said.He was leaning against the door between the hall and the bedroom, glaring at Atlas.“You just want your scent all over her when Everett claims her.”
Atlas groaned.“It’s like the best game of dibs in the world.And I won.”
“Possessive bastard.”Oaks marched into the room, but instead of tearing me off, he grabbed Atlas’s hair and forced his head back before slamming his lips down.
With Oaks at my back and Atlas at my front, I was completely surrounded by males.Just watching the way the two of them kissed had my lower stomach tightening.It was so incredibly, unbelievably hot.Atlas was always dominant with me, and he tried to be the same with Oaks, not that Oaks let him.It was obvious that Oaks was leading the kiss, deciding the pace, deciding when it ended.
Atlas growled, his hands tightening on me as his hips bucked when Oaks licked at his bottom lip, then sucked it into his mouth.
Their faces were so close to mine, I’d wanted to lean in, to join them.My hips started moving of their own accord, trying to find my own pleasure since I wasn’t getting any of the attention.Not that I minded.Just watching Oaks and Atlas had my core becoming wet with arousal.
When Oaks lifted his hand to Atlas’s jaw, Atlas’s hands tightened around me.
“You want some attention?”Oaks asked.“I’m more than willing to take your ass tonight.”
I felt the shiver that took over Atlas’s body at Oaks’s words.
“Now, let go of our girl before you come in your pants.She’s not for you tonight.”
Atlas bared his teeth, his anger negated by the fact that his arousal was blooming in his scent.I didn’t blame him.Oaks was always sweet to me, but with Atlas?The alpha was all dominating.
When Atlas didn’t let me go, Oaks used his grip along Atlas’s jaw to shove him back on the bed.The new angle had Atlas’s length pressing directly between my thighs.I gasped, my hands coming to land on Atlas’s stomach to help me keep my balance.
Oaks followed after Atlas, lying on the side of the bed and forcing Atlas’s head to be where he wanted it for their lips to meet.I was panting as I watched the two of them, my own arousal growing.I probably could have snuck out of Atlas’s grip, except I didn’t think of it.I was mesmerized by them.
Then Oaks’s hand squeezed between our bodies, pressing against Atlas’s cock.Atlas bucked at the touch, and I moaned.It wasn’t necessarily from arousal, but the hint of what he could do if he just turned his fingers toward my core rather than stroking Atlas.
“If you want to come tonight, you’ll let go of your pet,” Oaks warned.“Or I might just decide to keep you on edge.You’ll have to listen to your pet get fucked and claimed without any release.Just little dribbles of cum leaking from your too-hard cock.I’ll fuck your ass as much as I want, but I won’t let you empty your balls even in my fist.Or in yours.”
Atlas’s hands dropped to the bed, fisting the sheets under him.His body was already straining toward an orgasm.He could come several times tonight, remaining hard after each one, which went to show how truly threatening Oaks’s words were.
“That’s what I thought.”Oaks chuckled.His face was so close to Atlas’s that I knew they had to be sharing breaths.Still, he managed to glance at me.“It seems our girl likes to watch us.”
I nodded even though he wasn’t speaking to me.I did love watching my mates together.