“Got it,” Kaleb puts his hand on Jasper's hip and pushes inside him.
 
 Jasper's rough groan is cut short when Devon thrusts forward into his mouth.
 
 Nope, I need a better view than Devon's ass. I crawl around and sit on the other side of Jasper's body. Front row seating for this debauchery.
 
 “Sit on your hands, Alex,” Talia says in that sugary tone. She and I may have to do a little exploring of our own if that tone is going to affect me this much. I do sit on my hands, though. “You can't see it, Jasper. But you're leaking a puddle underneath you. And you're so, so hard,” she whispers.
 
 I can tell from the way her shoulder is twisting that she's not just stroking his cock, she's milking it, just slowly coaxing the cum out of him. His stomach muscles are bunching and trembling, and the noise he's making when Devon lets him up for air...fuck. “I need you to do that to me, sweet pea.”
 
 “Only if you're very, very good.” She's talking to me, but she's teasing Jasper. Between every word she gives him a downward stroke that causes his spine to bow.
 
 “Easy, Talia. He's going to finish before Devon if you don't scale it back,” Kaleb's voice is harsh. His expression is an exact copy of the face Talia was making when she was pretending before.
 
 “Well, should we slow him down, or speed Devon up?”
 
 Kaleb laughs, throws his head back and laughs right in the middle of pounding the sense out of Jasper. “Oh, cupcake, I like this. Speed Devon up.”
 
 “Asshole,” Devon mutters, but it turns into a gasp pretty quick when Talia circles his balls.
 
 “I know you're pretty far gone, princess, but listen. We're going to make Devon cum really fast. Can you hold his balls just like this?” He whimpers, but reaches up to do what she says. “Such a good boy. Now, pull down, just a little, every time I do.”
 
 Then she works Devon's knot in time with the down strokes she's giving Jasper, and it only takes a moment for Jasper to keep up good enough to have Devon's eyes rolling back in his head. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he chants.
 
 I'm so jealous, so unbelievably jealous. “I need you to do that to me, Talia. Will you? I'll be good, I promise.” She smirks and shakes her head at me.
 
 “Almost there, baby,” Talia leans down to kiss Jasper's cheek while he's got his mouth full of Devon. The growl that tears out of Devon when he cums actually rattles the window. Motherfucking jealous.
 
 Jasper jerks away from Devon and lowers himself onto his elbows. “Please, oh god, please.”
 
 Talia starts praising him, telling him what a good job he did, how gorgeous he looks, pleasing his alphas, all kinds of shit. She's using one hand on his cock and another on his balls, and he's making these strangled sobbing sounds. Kaleb grunts and changes his angle just a bit and Jasper's done. He's all but screaming as his stomach clenches almost violently with his release. I'm so caught up in Talia's soft praising and Jasper's hoarse groans that I don't notice Kaleb has Jasper knotted until he starts rearranging people.
 
 Devon is the first to move; and Reid, who is too quiet for his own good, scares the shit out of me when he hands Talia a couple towels to put over the puddle of Jasper in the middle of the nest. Then Kaleb gets Jasper, who might be mostly a puddle himself at this point, onto his side in little spoon position. He reaches for Talia's hand and kisses her knuckles before he quietly starts in on Devon. “When this is over in a couple days, I'm going to take you out in the yard and we're going to have a go. Then we're going to let them,” he points at Nathan and Trent, “have a go at us.”
 
 “Why are we having a fight?” Talia asks, her alarm obvious.
 
 “Because, sweetheart,” he says solemnly, “we could have had that all along. And instead, we let this asshole let us believe that we didn't fucking need you. And I backed him up. We were goddamned stupid, and we almost lost everything. You, him,” he motions at Jasper, “everything. We deserve to have the shit kicked out of us.”
 
 “No one is kicking anything out of anyone, Kaleb. I won't have it,” Talia kisses his cheek, and stands up. “Besides, if anybody gets to kick your asses Alex, Reid, and Corso should get shotgun. And that's not happening, either. Nobody in this pack is allowed to kick anybody else's ass. It would bother me too much.”
 
 “Notice,” I shoot every one of them a smile, “that she didn't say you didn't deserve it. Just that it wasn't allowed.”
 
 She doesn't bother putting her shirt or leggings back on, but starts gathering empty water bottles and dishes to take to the kitchen. Then she walks out the door, calling over her shoulder, “come on, Alex. After that little show I need to be fucked.”
 
 “Yes, ma'am,” I say and touch the back of my hand to Jasper's forehead before I stand up. Clammy, but I guess he earned it. I catch Trent's eye. “Extra water. He needs it. I'll bring some fruit up in a bit. And I'll kick all your asses if I want to, we just won't tell Talia.”
 
 “I'll tell her,” Jasper grumbles, “then you'll be in trouble. You'll all be in trouble. No fighting. Fucking alphas.”
 
 Chapter twenty-two
 
 Talia
 
 “No.”
 
 “Absolutely not.”
 
 “Fuck that.”
 
 “Out of the question.”