Page 66 of Lavender and Lightning

Lucas groans at the sound of Rhett’s voice echoing down the stairs from the main floor, growling with enough heat to rival any alpha I’ve ever met. My stomach does a little flip, breath hitching in my throat. I turn to look at the door that leads to the rest of the house, but it stays closed. When I open my mouth to answer, Lucas seizes the side of my panties and yanks violently, effectively shredding them in his grip. I don’t manage anything other than a low moan as Lucas’s mouth descends on my slit, tongue delving deep.

″What was that? Are you okay?” Rhett asks, voice getting closer.

I gasp as Lucas flicks my clit with rapid licks, my back arching nearly off the table.

″Can you answer? I’m a little busy,” Lucas mumbles when he surfaces for a breath.

″We’re fine!” I try to shout back, the last word more of a squeak than an intelligible word as two of Lucas’s fingers slide into my pussy while his tongue returns to my clit.

″You sure?”

Lucas growls, and I can’t help my deep moan as the vibration pushes me right to the edge. He sits up and leans over me, his fingers still pumping hard and fast.

″Go on and tell him to fuck off when you come on my fingers, sweetheart,” Lucas purrs.

″Oh, God. I’m—FUCK OFF!” I scream, falling over the edge as I squirm across the smooth wood beneath me.

″Excuse me?”

I swallow hard, fear creeping in despite the buzzing aftershocks of my climax. Lucas slows his fingers and withdraws, leaving me hollow and aching for more. I look up and find him smirking down at me.

″Ooo, you’ve done it now,” he whispers in a singsong voice.

″You told me to!” I protest, smacking him lightly on the shoulder.

One of Lucas’s hands comes up to brush some hair from my face, and I can feel the other one between us, undoing his jeans.

″Let me make it up to you,” he says with a little chuckle.

I’m about to complain again, but then I feel the head of his cock against my dripping folds. He works it up and down once, coating himself in my climax before sliding into my channel. Mateo and Rhett have impressive dicks, but the girth of Lucas stretches me wide in the best possible way. My head falls back as my eyes roll into the back of my head. I’m still sensitive from my orgasm, and each slow roll as he works himself deeper and deeper feels like heaven.

″You like my cock? Like feeling me inside of you?” Lucas whispers against my throat.

I whimper and nod vigorously, my hands coming up to cling to his biceps. He groans and snaps his hips when I dig my nails in, adding that bit of pleasure-pain I know he likes. It takes two more thrusts before I feel him bottom out, but he doesn’t slow his pace.

″So, little one, do you want to try that—”

Lucas and I snap our heads to the door in unison, finding Rhett standing there. He’s wearing sweats and his hair is mussed, but the heat in his eyes as he looks at us from under a lowered brow makes my pussy throb and my heart race.

″Again?” Rhett finishes, his tone a strange mix of confusion and amusement.

Lucas thrusts slowly, and I moan despite myself. Maybe it’s the pine smoke essence of Lucas filling me with extra courage, or the way every stroke of Lucas’s cock inside of me makes my body sing, but I find I like the way Rhett’s eyes flicker with annoyance. I gasp and arch as Lucas fucks into me with long, deep strokes, sighing with pleasure.

″No, I don’t,” I purr, looking back at Rhett with a smirk.

His growl makes goosebumps rise on my skin, but I only throw my head back and laugh, gasping as Lucas hits that perfect spot inside of me, sending me reeling over the edge again. I watch Lucas’s eyes roll into the back of his head as my pussy tightens down on him, and I stroke his hair back and pull a little, riding the waves of another orgasm.

″Did you just—”

″FUCK OFF!”

Lucas and I shout in unison, Lucas slowing for a moment as he looks toward the doorway. I look as well, and a little of my boldness fades at the blazing heat in Rhett’s eyes. He crosses to us in four long strides, and I release Lucas’s hair when Rhett’s fingers take over. Lucas’s head wrenches back, and he lets out a gasp that I’m not sure is fully pleasure or pain.

″You best see to it that my omega is satisfied, pet,” Rhett growls, leaning in to speak into Lucas’s ear.

Lucas nods as best he can with his head in Rhett’s grip, and a patch of warmth blooms in my chest. Rhett’s eyes lock with mine, and I expect to see jealousy, but there’s only pure need and admiration there. I flush, tucking my chin with a bashful smile. Lucas leans in and whispers something I don’t catch into Rhett’s ear, but whatever he says, a truly evil grin forms on the alpha’s face. Rhett lets go, and Lucas’s head falls forward. I jump at the crack of flesh on flesh, but Lucas is the one who flinches, turning to watch Rhett walk away. The door latches closed a moment later, then Rhett’s feet thump up the stairs, leaving us to finish what we started.

″We’re going to pay for this later, aren’t we?” I ask with a sigh.

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