Page 59 of Sincerely, Pack Pucked
I reeled, slamming my eyes shut. This conversation had changed gears rather quickly, but there was no going back now. Not that I wanted to.
“Y-yes. Since you said you were curious.” Being honest with Devin felt compulsory, as if there was no chance in hell I could ever lie to him.
“That’s nice to hear.” Devin groaned, and all I could do was imagine what he might be doing with that other hand. “I want you to touch it, princess. Drag your finger across the edges. Tease yourself for me.”
A whine left me as I did as told, slipping my hand down until my fingers brushed over the juncture of my thighs, not delving in but hovering over where I wanted more. The skin of my thighswas slippery as I let them fall open, and I wandered my touch up toward my seam before backing down again.
I couldn’t stop the sounds that left me, all desperate and needy.
“That’s so good, princess. Do you want more?”
“Yes,” I answered immediately. “God, yes.”
“I want to hear you sayplease. I want to hear youask mefor permission.”
Devin’s words were like a drug that went straight to my pussy, and I arched off the bed as my hand continued to brush over my skin, too light to be enough. He was the pack lead, the grump who ran the show, and I had to admit that I had no problem pleading with him to get what I wanted.
“Please, Devin. Please. I need to touch myself.” A light bulb went off over my head, and I smiled, my eyes closing as I pictured him. “You said you would make sure I had what I needed. I need this.”
That hungry noise of his melted through the phone again, and my nerves sang. The sound was so damn good. I wanted to hear it in person.
Crap, Mable. Calm down.
“Touch yourself, princess. Let me hear your gratitude for giving you what you need so badly. Ugh.”
That last moan was more music to my ears, and I knew that Devin was stroking his cock. I thought of how that would look as I finally pressed my fingers to my flesh, sliding the middle one between my folds and moving up and down. I was already so on edge, tingles of lightning working through me as I ran my finger along my clit before toying with my entrance.
“Oh, god,” I whined, my hips moving on their own. “It’s so good.”
“Fuuuck, princess. Those sounds.” Devin growled, then hissed in a breath. “I could listen to you all damn night.”
This was totally wild. I hadn’t even been sure Devin actually liked me, and here we were having phone sex. My second time doing so with a member of Pack Garnett, and at this rate, it wasn’t going to be enough anymore. I needed these alphas, needed them in ways I didn’t understand.
I’d had sex with Percy and Saint, and I was dying to find out what it was like with Jasper and Devin too.
“I need to come. It’s been—ugh, please let me.”
I was lust-drunk, fingering myself fast and hard, but I hadn’t driven my fingers inside myself yet. I was waiting for Devin’s permission. I wanted to be a good girl for him.
“Dammit, omega. You’ve got me so worked up,” Devin gritted out. “Make yourself come for me. I need to hear it.”
That was all the permission I needed, and I plunged my fingers into my pussy, working them in and out quickly so that I’d fall over the edge for my alpha. I hooked them up, finding my G-spot, and cried out as the orgasm crashed through me, overwhelming and intense.
“That’s it, princess. Ugh, oh, fuck.” Devin’s voice sounded more distant as he cursed again, the words coming out on a guttural growl even deeper than the rest. “Mable!”
Just as he shouted my name, I peaked again through aftershocks that wouldn’t stop. He’d made himself come. To me. That was, by far, one of the hottest things on the planet.
Exhaustion clouded over me again, like the nap had done nothing, and I curled onto my side, nuzzling into my nest as I shut my eyes.
“I…tired now.”
A light chuckle echoed through the phone. “Get your sleep. I’ll set up an appointment with an OB. Talk soon…Maple.”
“Okay, grumpy. Bye.”
Chapter 20
Devin
