Page 53 of Pack Me Up
Her face turns bright red, but her scent intensifies until we’re in a cloud of sweet hazelnut, toffee, and chocolate.
Finally, I say, “Do you want us to show you?”
She glances between us, cheeks flushed, lips parted, and for a second I think she’s going to say no.
Then she nods, once. “Okay. Show me.”
I feel the surge of adrenaline, hot and fast, and I know Cody feels it too.
I pull her into my lap, straddling my thighs, and tip her chin up so she can’t look anywhere but at me. I go slow at first. She deserves it, and I want to savor every second. My thumb traces the line of her jaw, my other hand firm at the nape of her neck.
“You ready?” I ask, even though her pupils are already blown wide, her breath coming in quick little gasps.
“Yeah,” she whispers, and it’s almost a challenge.
I kiss her hard enough to make her whimper, but soft enough not to scare her. I pull back, just far enough to drag my mouth along her jaw, down to her ear.
“Bet you’ve been thinking about this all morning,” I murmur, voice low and dirty. “Bet you woke up aching for it, didn’t you?”
She nods, shivering.
“Say it.”
“I woke up thinking about you,” she manages, voice shaking.
I don’t hold back. I press my lips to her throat, biting lightly, then licking over the mark. She arches into me, hands grabbing my shoulders for balance. I want her desperate, want her so far past the edge she can’t remember what it’s like to be alone.
“You’re such a needy little omega,” I say, and I feel her clench at the words. “You like being between us, don’t you? Like the attention.”
Her scent blooms sweeter with arousal between us.
She moans, louder now. “Yes, I like it, I-”
I cut her off with a kiss, one hand fisting in her hair. I press her body to mine so tight we might as well be welded together. I feel her start to tremble, and the smell of her arousal goes sharp and dizzy.
I push it just a little further. “You want us to take care of you, trouble? Want us to ruin you for anyone else?”
She nods, frantic.
He leans in, kisses her cheek, then her jaw, then her mouth. It’s slow, methodical, but there’s a reverence to it that’s pure Cody. He treats her like she’s a thing he’s spent his whole life waiting to touch.
“You’re perfect,” he whispers, lips tracing her skin. “You taste so sweet.”
Brittney shivers, eyes half-lidded.
He steals her lips from me as he kisses her, softer but just as passionately.
“You’re such a good girl letting both of your alphas take care of you,” he whispers.
I roll my eyes and take her back from him.
I grip her jaw, thumb grazing her chin, and tilt her face up to mine. My kiss is firmer, more aggressive, tongue sliding past her lips. I break away, breath hot against her mouth.
“You’re such a greedy little omega,” I say, and the words spark something in her eyes I’ve never seen before, something that makes my cock hard as a rock.
She moans, soft, and I do it again. “You like that? You like having two alphas fight over you?”
She nods, breathless.
