Page 86 of Bonded By Christmas
Grim rolls over, putting his hand on her shoulder. His eyes widen as he hisses. “Fuck. That’s a problem. She’s boiling.”
“That she is,” Callum agrees, crawling back onto the mattress with the thermometer and lube in one hand and the clipboard with the heat note papers under his other arm. “All right, you might want to go ahead and do something to distract her. She’s about to be mighty pissed.” He drops the clipboard and lube onto the carpet next to the bed and fists Lacey’s hair, giving it alittle tug. “Sorry, baby girl. I’ll be exactly as annoying as I need to be to get you to open those pretty lips.”
Her eyes are red and glassy, popping open to glare at Callum. She opens her mouth to say something, but he shoves the thermometer under her tongue with no ceremony.
“The two of you are terrible distractors.” Callum laughs. “I only have so many hands.”
Grim scoots down and stretches his arm between Lacey’s legs. His fingers brush my length as he teases her clit, and I frown.
We’re all just going to have to get really comfortable with each other.
The device beeps as Lacey wiggles around. It seems like she’s trying to force Grim where she wants him.
Cal plucks the thermometer from her lips. “108.9.” He pulls the cover off the device and shoves it back into the holder. “We might need to find a garbage can to bring in, or we’re going to have a pile of trash.”
Lacey’s hot breath puffs over my pec as Grim continues to work her pussy.
I’m just here…trapped to the mattress, unsure of what to do with myself.
Grim relocates to make it easier to fingerfuck her from behind. If my face was that close to her ass, I’d probably bite it.
“More,” the little omega begs.
Grim pulls his hand free of her sex, patting her hips. “Wilder is right there.”
Lacey wiggles her hips back, impaling herself on my cock with eerie precision.
I groan, shock spilling through my system at the feeling of her warm heat wrapped around my shaft. “Jesus.”
Every gasp of air I suck in seems to send my brain closer to the haze of rut. My hands fall to her ass, and my fingers dig in so deeply I’m concerned I might be leaving bruises.
Hell, after the way Grim took her up against the lockers last night, I’m not sure I should worry. He was far rougher than I can imagine ever being.
Lacey whines, pushing herself up using her hands on my shoulders. Her body trembles, and her light brown nipples tighten as she sobs out something I can’t decipher.
“You’re okay, little one.” Grim climbs over my thighs, his hands landing on her waist. “We’re going to take good care of you. Wilder is going to sink his teeth in. You’ve just got to give him the chance to wake up.” He proceeds to lift her, dropping her over my now fully hard shaft. “See, sweetheart. We’ve got you.” His dark hair falls around his face as his eyes meet mine. He’s trying to tell me to do something, but fuck if I know what thatsomethingis.
“Come on, man. Get with the program,” Callum says, reaching between me and Lacey to cup her breast.
Right.
Jesus.
I’d trust Callum and Grim with my life, but having so many bodies so close is overwhelming.
“Here, just kiss him. I think his brain short-circuited.” Callum chuckles, wrapping his hand in Lacey’s hair and guiding her mouth to mine.
I plant my forearms on the bed to give myself leverage to sit up to meet her. Her mouth falls to mine, and I’m once again shocked by how hot she is. Slick leaks around my throbbing cock, and a cool forearm brushes my pelvis as someone reaches between us to tease her clit. Shit, I need to get myself together. I’m basically useless here.
Grim stops, drops her over me, and guides her to grind over my length. I’m already bumping the bottom of her pussy, but this makes her lower lips dance over my knot.
Every sharp inhale floods me with her pheromones, and my head gets foggy as our tongues clash.
My canines pulse.
I’m in real trouble as Lacey falls over my knot. It slips inside her opening, swelling to lock us together. She sobs, cradling my jaw with her warm hand. When she moves to suck on my tongue, my instincts take over.
My hand tangles in her hair, and I pull her where I want her. It makes it easy to sink my teeth into her lower lip, and I’m shocked when her blood hits my taste buds.
