Page 83 of Pack of Crooks
“You will,” he tells me softly. “You’re doing so good.” And he continues, wringing out the last of my pleasure, filling me withmore of his cum, giving me more pleasure than I think I can handle until I break into a million tiny pieces. I slump against him, gasping for air.
Slowly, with tender strokes up my spine, Maddox puts me back together, bringing me down until our breaths fall into a steady rhythm only to start the process all over again. Time loses all meaning when his knot is locked inside of me, and I can’t keep track of how many times I come or how much he has, all I can do is hold on to him.
His mouth steals my moans and I’m nothing but a pile of flesh and bones as he fills me, knot pulsing. A raspy moan catches in his throat and I roll my hips, grinding against his knot fast and hard until the moan turns into a sound that most alphas would be afraid to make, but not Maddox. He owns the soft whimper, the silent plea for mercy, but I don’t relent. I ride his knot as our tongues tangle. Sending him straight into another orgasm that rocks into him so hard he shudders, groaning into my mouth as I give him as much as he’s given me.
Eventually, when we’re both a limp mess of flesh and bones, his knot starts to shrink. Our pleasure gushes out of me, down his length, coating the couch and filling the room with an unmistakable scent.
I gasp as afterpangs rock through me and with the last vestiges of my strength, I rest my cheek on his chest and my eyes flutter closed. My body is still buzzing. “That was perfect,” I say with a happy sigh.
Chuckling at me, he massages my ass with strong hands. “You were perfect,” he corrects.
God he’s a keeper.
Behind me, I sense someone shifting and I try to gather my wits, to be worried about who might’ve been watching us while I was lost in desire. I glance over my shoulder.
Ezra and Kill are both watching us, masks off and faces lit with amusement.
“You guys are so creepy,” I tell them even though I don’t mind.
“And you two are the reason the hub was deserted when we got here. I guess the crew got tired of listening to you,” Ezra says, but he doesn’t seem mad.
Kill wraps his arm around his shoulder and tugs him close. “But we don’t mind,” he tells me, grabbing Ezra’s chin. “We like to share, don’t we, baby?”
Ezra grins up at him and nods. Kill swipes his thumb along his lower lip and slides his gaze to meet mine, watching for my reaction. Maybe he expects me to be jealous? But the only thing I feel right now is envy for the way they’re so comfortable with each other. The pack they’ve built together.
I’ve never wanted to be part of something more.
Straightening, I reach for them, and they move together. Ezra reaches me first, lifts me off of Mad. I groan, cheeks warming as so much cum leaks out of me, and the beta places me on the table, wrenching my thighs open.
“Look at the mess you’ve made,” he chastises Maddox.
Kill drops to his knees, hands wrapping around my legs and dragging my cunt closer to his mouth. “I’ll clean you up,” he purrs before burying his face between my legs.
“Oh fuuuuck,” I gasp as he instantly clamps around my still aching clit. I’m so sensitive, but the more noises I make, the more determined Kill gets. He flattens his tongue and runs it from my center up to my clit, circling the bud before repeating the motion. My hips rock and his hands help me move against his mouth, not even caring that I’m practically suffocating him with my cunt.
Ezra pinches my nipple and I gasp, eyes jumping to meet his. He smiles and leans over me until our lips are inches apart.“Such a filthy omega,” he says, eyes roving over my face. “Do you like having my alpha between your legs?”
“Yessss,” I confess as Kill devours me, thrusting his tongue inside of me and lashing my walls, lapping through my slit, sucking on my clit, over and over until I melt.
Ezra teases his mouth over mine. “That’s our good girl,” he murmurs, sliding his tongue into my mouth. He kisses me as Kill grips my ass tighter and buries his face in my pussy. My hands grip the edges of the table, and with his encouragement, I rock against his tongue, chasing the pleasure building inside of me.
The beta’s hand clamps around my throat, and he deepens the kiss until I’m lost between him and Kill. Until they’re the only things anchoring me to reality. Kill bites me and Ezra swallows my moan, pulsing his fingers around my throat, depriving me of just enough oxygen that my entire body begins to feel like it’s floating.
Pleasure glides down my spine. I’m going to come again. I’ve never come this much in one night.
But it’s happening. My toes tingle as Kill’s tongue strokes through my slit. I release a shaky breath into Ezra’s mouth and rock my hips. Kill answers by sealing his lips around my clit and thrusting two fingers inside of me. A throaty moan tumbles out of me. Ezra’s grip tightens. My head grows fuzzy, and Kill groans in response to my walls rippling around his fingers. He curls them and presses against my g-spot as his tongue lashes against my clit in rough, determined strokes.
“Please, please, please,” I whine against Ezra’s mouth even though Kill is clearly giving me what I want.
“Shh, pretty thief, we’ve got you,” Ezra murmurs, lips moving to my tits. His tongue is warm against my skin and I gasp again, arching into his touch.
Kill hums in approval and the vibration rumbles against the sensitive nerves, driving me to the edge. Ezra’s lips seal aroundmy nipple and he sucks hard. My breath freezes in my lungs as every inch of my body coils tight and the final push of Kill’s tongue and fingers pressing down hard at the same time shoves me over. I freefall through euphoria, screaming as I come harder than I ever have before. A shiver rocks down my spine, and my legs clamp tight around Kill’s face as my toes curl. I writhe as they carry me through the orgasm, devouring every inch of me until I fall limp on the table.
I’m pretty sure nothing will ever compare to this.
twenty-three
HAZEL
