Page 119 of Running on Empty

We didn’t seehimoften anymore. Whatever part of Ronan he was, he wasn’t needed now we all lived and worked with each other, but I admit, me and the wolf? We liked seeing him peer around the door and then slide in a whole lot. He looked us up and down like we were something disgraceful and delicious, all at the same time and that had me whining in earnest. Because there were no human words or sounds that could convey this.

I fucking needed him, Jax and Ash. That acknowledged thought pummelled me now relentlessly, but I couldn’t get a word out to voice that. Ronan drew closer, rucking my skirt up and around my waist, then tearing my underwear off with a sharp jerk, letting the sodden fabric fall to the floor.

“You know what this is.” He stared at my reflection in the mirror, watching my mouth fall open, then my breath come in fast, as he slid his fingers up my inner thigh. That cruel mask faltered then, his brows creasing at the feel of my slick skin. “You’re all hot and bothered, drenched for us.”

And before I could make a comment, several fingers were shoved inside me, forcing me up on my tip toes. But then it registered that I didn’t want to pull away from his caress, my eyes narrowing in the mirror as I settled right back down again.

“That’s it, beautiful, ride my fucking fingers.” I felt them delve deeper, trying to split me open but everything was separating anyway, readying my body for what it needed.

Their knots.

“Ronan…”

“Just one little orgasm, just like this,” he said. “If you give me that, I’ll give you everything you need.”

“But Ronan, I need…”

My fingers gripped the sink tight, sweat rolling off my skin as his pace picked up. He was forcing his fingers in deeper and deeper, then pulling them out before shoving more in. I took everything he had to give, my fangs baring as his knuckles ground into my entrance, demanding my surrender. Then he curled his fingers up.

“Oh fuck…”

“Everything OK?” Jax pulled the door open and stuck his head in, eyes going wide before he shut the door firmly behind him. “What’s… Jesus, she’s in heat.”

“I know, numbnuts, so shut the fuck up about it and kiss the omega. She’s about to come.”

I let out a strangled sound, one Jax quickly cut off with a punishing kiss, his tongue burrowing in, seeming to try and meet in the middle of me. I was choking on it as I did as I was told, coming all the harder for the sensation. But when Jax pulled away I sucked in breaths, staring up at him darkly before dragging him back down again.

Sometimes I was one and done. Sometimes I could coax a few more orgasms out, particularly if they hadn’t worked my clit too much prior, but now? The pleasure I felt simmered into blood, but I wasn’t satisfied and I told them that.

“Of course you’re not satisfied,” Ronan said, his voice feeling like silk trailed over my skin. He yanked my hips backwards then ground himself against me, so I felt the stiff denim of his jeans. “You won’t be until you’ve had us over and over. Jax.”

“Yeah?” My mate seemed dazed right now, watching the two of us with eyes that were bright green.

“You need to get those fucks out of here.” I heard the snap of his pocketknife being flicked open and that had my thighs rubbing together. “Now, before I do it for you.”

“Got it.” Jax nodded sharply then took off out of the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him.

The wolf didn’t like one of our mates taking off like that, but I soothed her by turning around slowly. That savage look in Ronan’s eyes, or maybehis, I wasn’t sure. I didn’t care about that, just watching the way his eyes danced. His focus sharpened as I grabbed the hand with the knife, feeding it through the button holes of my shirt and then jerking it up to cut them free.

“Ohh beautiful, do you know what the fuck you are doing?” he groaned. “You’re not going to be able to walk out of this room if you keep going like that.”

“Promise?”

I grinned right up until the knife was snatched back, and his mouth smashed down on mine.

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“What the fuck is going on?” Ash snapped, stepping inside the bathroom door, but he got all the answers without us saying a word. My thighs were wrapped around Ronan’s head and he was making a fucking meal of me, tongue digging in, lips sucking up as much as my slick as he could, before he shoved his fingers inside me, massaging my G-spot to produce more. And while I should’ve been horrified at my mate going down on me in Ash’s bathroom, I wasn’t.

Because this was what it was supposed to be like. A heat cycle was a blessing for both omega and alpha, one where everything extraneous melted away and we were just forced to focus on this.

I held out my hand, my brows knotting, and not just because Ronan was getting me close. I hoped like hell this sink was sturdy as my hips were bucking now in time with Ronan’s licks. But as the coil inside me wound tighter, I reached out to Ash, to my mate.

“Ash…” My other hand clamped down on Ronan’s head, holding him right where I wanted. I felt his groans vibrate through me as I forced him deeper, his lips locking around my clit and sucking hard. “Ash, I need you…”

Choose me, that’s what I meant. Choose to stay here while I’m at my most vulnerable. Choose to derail whatever was going on in that meeting. Put me first, my heart demanded. And when he frowned slightly, I felt a sharp stab, as if he had grabbed Ronan’s knife and thrust it right into my chest. When he sucked in a breath, I did too, bracing myself for it.

“Jax, get rid of them,” Ash barked.

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