Page 154 of Unforgivable

I whimper, crawling out from the tangle of limbs. I want to try something I haven't had the courage to do. It's too submissive, too much a reminder of that night, but this is my Blue-Eyes, and I trust him.

And, I'm super-horny.

My fingers go to the zipper of his leather jeans, and I tug. Rhet goes still, just watching me as I lick my lips. His erection pops out of his pants, looking swollen and obscene.

"Fuck," he swears out loud as I lick the tip. Hmm, he tastes surprisingly better than I thought he would.

"That's it, beautiful angel. I love you so much," he rocks his hips, fingers tangling in my hair.

I experiment with him, loving it when I can make him moan in pleasure. I'm careful with my teeth, I've heard that's a big deal, but Rhet doesn't seem worried about it if the hand on the back of my head is any indication.

"Can you take me deeper, pretty?" he grunts when I comply.

"You have no idea what you're doing," Ezra says with a yawn.

Rhet growls at him but never takes his eyes from mine. "She's doing perfect."

"Not Lyri, you don't know what you're doing. Never had a bj before, right?" Ezra comes to kneel next to me. "He's a blow-job virgin, love. You're popping all his cherries."

I giggle with Rhet still in my mouth. I almost pop off of him when he throws his head back, moaning. Apparently, he likes that.

"That's why they call it a 'hummer,'" Ezra teases me. "Now, swirl your tongue, lots of spit, that's it, love." He's nuzzling my neck softly. His hand takes mine and wraps it over Rhet's balls. "Squeeze real gently," he murmurs in my ear.

I'm rewarded with a shout, a garbled moan from Rhet. This is amazing; the control I have over this powerful male. It's not submissive at all. Tiny whimpers and grunts are escaping from my Blue-eyes as he slowly but surely loses control.

"Now hum again, love," Ezra breathes.

Salty liquid floods my mouth. Just the tiniest bit before Rhet suddenly tears himself away from me.

"Not like that," he growls animalistically. I feel Thjis and Ezra both surround me protectively, but I see nothing but lust and love in those burning blue eyes.

I'm flat on my back an instant later. Rhet grabs my good leg and wraps it around his hip. He fills me with two heavy jerks. I'm sore but so turned on from the game I just played with him that it barely registers. I score his back with clawed fingertips, the scent of Rhet's blood hitting the air, mixing with Thjis's, and making me just that much needier.

Rhet's hand comes up to rest on my throat. His posture is dominant, if not threatening. I will never be able to play the game of being dominant with this male. He's the alpha, the male in charge. I wouldn't have him any other way.

"Did you cum for my brothers?" he asks me, his blue eyes flaring with intensity.

"Mmm," I respond without words, chasing the feeling building in me. He growls and cants his hips, hitting me deeper.

"All over their fat cocks, pretty angel?" I moan again, and he nips my lower lip harshly before demanding, "words, pretty."

"Y-yes," I stutter out.

"Such a good female," he growls. "Our gorgeous, fucking-beautiful female. Our Luna. My Luna. My love," he practically sobs as he jerks in release. "I love you so fucking much, Lyri. Thank you, thank you," he gasps.

Thjis reaches out and gently brushes my clit, and I fall with Rhet. My body explodes, then crashes, hard.

I'm blinking away spots in front of my eyes, only understanding that we're all heaped together, nuzzling and comforting each other. My she-wolf is belly-up, ecstatic from the attention of her males. A couple of days is too long for us to wait for them. These are my males, and this moment is perfect. "Don't break yourselves against this pack. I can't take it," I whisper, or think I do before I fall asleep.

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Alpha Jax

"We're probably coming home in a few, Dad. Otherwise, MayDay."

"Good," I murmur absently into my phone. I don't have the best reception, standing out here in the middle of fucking-nowhere. With the toe of my shoe, I nudge a piece of charred wood. It falls back into the embers with a small gush of flame before flickering out again. Smoke still curls from the top of the house's burned-out husk despite the fire having been officially doused over two days ago.

"What's going on? You seem distracted."

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