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“Biting?” Ellie’s hand was halfway towards Nash’s cock, but that’s where it stayed.

“We do that when we claim our mate,” Lin explained. “When she’s ready.”

“And if you say no to something, mean it, because everything stops when you do.” Nash shot Lin a long look.

“And what if I say yes?” Ellie wrapped her hand around the base of Nash’s cock, or at least I think that’s what she did. His back stopped me from seeing too much, but the sound of his hiss, the way his head was thrown backwards. Yeah, I was pretty sure that’s what was happening.

“You get everything you want.” Nash ground that out between gritted teeth, and I wondered then what it’d feel like if and when she finally touched me. Would I be fighting the urge to blow, like he was now? Would I be aching so much I’d feel like I had no control? My eyes dropped down then, my hand grinding down on my cock through my shorts.

Fuck.

“Like this?” The cheeky little minx licked a stripe up my sleuthmate’s cock and he groaned deep at the feel of it.

“Feels good, right?” Lin asked, jumping onto the bed and then setting himself up behind our mate, her back pressed against his chest. He winked at me before placing a kiss on her neck, then reaching around to grab both breasts, those rosy nipples caught between his fingers. “Be a good girl and make him feel as good as I do you.”

“Quit it with the good girl thing,” she shot back at him, but I saw the flush in her cheeks, the glitter in her eyes as she stared up at Nash. Slowly, building the anticipation until Nash was groaning and I was dying to, she angled his dick down and then sucked.

“Yes, you are…” Nash barely breathed that out, his hand going to her hair. “Fuck, yes, you are such a good girl. That feels so fucking good, too good. I wanna drive my cock right down your throat.”

My hand slid down the front of my shorts, fishing my dick out.

“I want you to take all of it, every fucking drop of my seed. I want to mark you as mine.” She let out a muffled moan and that had Nash’s whole back flexing, my fingers playing softly, so softly, along my entire length. I didn’t dare dwell on anything, the need to come harsh and immediate.

Because that’s what I liked about watching.

My breath came in little pants as I finally wrapped my fingers fully around my dick, and I moved them in time with the bob of Ellie’s throat. Because while I watched, it felt like I was there, with her, feeling her mouth around my cock, her throat flexing around my shaft.

It allowed me to pretend it was me that was with her, not them.

Chapter47

Lin

So we had a spy in the house of love.

I grinned into Ellie’s shoulder, because we’d managed to salvage the epic fuck up with the flowers, because our mate came out with us anyway and because a selfish, shitty part of me was too fucking pleased that our girl preferred us to all the lovely food we’d pre-ordered. That we were what she was really hungry for.

Because we were ravenous for her.

It’s why I pressed my body hard into hers, feeling her soft arse dimple against my hard cock. It’s why Nash was no doubt converting metric measurements into imperial by increments, just to stop himself from blowing down Ellie’s throat. I’d had no such restraint, because one suck of that warm, soft little mouth and I was fucking done.

And so was Tyson.

Ellie didn’t realise it, but she was the sun we orbited around and we just couldn’t seem to stop, drawn in by her gravitational pull. But as Ty palmed his dick, I knew exactly what he was doing. Swinging around her in secret until he was brave enough to step into her light.

But I couldn’t spend too much time worrying about my sleuthmate, not with Ellie in my arms. I covered her body with mine, loving the way she felt in my arms, my eyes closing for just a second as I kissed her nape, felt her shiver, then heard her gag on Nash’s cock.

And that gave me an idea.

“Beautiful…” I pulled her free from Nash and his eyes flicked open. He looked like he was about ready to deck me, but I spoke fast to explain. “You want Nash to shoot down your throat?” She nodded, her eyes unfocussed and dazed. “Well, I want to eat you out while you do, make you come when he does.”

She was soft as clay and just as pliable right now, letting me rearrange us on the bed, her on her hands and knees. One hand reached out for Nash and he groaned as she sucked him down again. His hand went to the back of her head, not letting her pull back as far and I knew what that was about.

We wanted in her, as deep as we could go, hoping something would lodge, lock her down for us and only us. It’s what had me moving behind her, running shaking hands over the most perfect round peach of an arse. One I was about to spread open and eat. Her thighs widened the moment I touched her and I grinned, shooting Ty a triumphant look as I saw all that pink sweetness appear. Slick was running down her thighs. Our girl was hot, sweet and wet for us, so I did the only thing a shifter’s mate could do and went in for a taste.

Fuck.

I knew she needed more time, needed to get to know us before she committed her heart, but fuck me, if I didn’t want to dive right into her and never come up for air. My tongue slid far too easily through her seam, her slick lubricating my way, but I just went back for another lick and another, collecting every drop until I heard her moan. I pulled away with a grin, watching her hips tilt backwards, baring more of her to my eyes, begging mutely for more. I pushed two fingers in, hearing her muffled yelp. I had thick fingers, so it would’ve pinched slightly, but she’d need it if she was ever gonna take us. I ground them deeper slowly, pulsing in and out, getting steadily deeper before throwing myself down on the bed and bringing her hips down to meet my mouth.

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