Page 35 of Harley

“I think I made the right choice in where I slept last night. Zayd is a gentleman and gives the best hugs.” Turning back to Zayd, I smile at him. I notice the way he looks all coy...oh, I like this. I like the way my big alpha is all shy and cute.

“I bet he does. He is the best looking one of us, after all,” Knight admits. And Zayd tips his head.

I glance back at Knight to see if he’s messing around, and he winks at me. Then I look at Zayd again. His mouth is dropped open and little, and he shakes his head. It’s the first time I’ve seen him actually answer a question. He points at Knight, and I can feel the rumble of his chest under me as he laughs.

“You keep saying that, but you are pretty boy. I will forever live here as the second-best-looking.” Knight makes a dramatic sigh, and he sits me up on the side of the bed. Oh… oh this is what they were saying last night. When I thought I messed up asking who the best looking is. It’s a thing… between them.

I then look to Zayd once more, this isn’t the first time Knight has said this to him. He must say it a lot. It’s their thing and I want to be part of it.

“Well, you better move over, second-best-looking, because you have officially slid into third place.” I poke Knight’s cheek and turn to Zayd.

“And you, Mr. Good-looking.” I poke Zayd in the chest. “I can’t deny you were number one, but that was before I got here.”

I love the way Zayd lights up at the teasing. Like he’s changed from the stiff, quiet guy from last night, to a shy sweetheart who’s working his way deep into my heart. I can’t mess this up. I need this to all work out, because it would kill me if they took him from me... Same goes for Knight and the others.

Zayd sits up and leans forward. He pushes strands of my hair behind my ear and drags his thumb across my cheek. He looks at Knight, and I watch as he must speak to him down their bond. I don’t like that I can’t feel what Zayd is thinking or feeling. I feel like they have a whole secret language and I’m not included.

“Hey...that’s not fair. I can’t feel you down the bond. Talk to me, Zayd.” His dark eyes flick back to mine, and when he tries to look away, I reach out and grip his jaw between my fingers and bring him back to me. “This won’t work if we don’t try to talk to one another.” I wait for him to point or nod. But instead, I’m surprised when I see him sign. Fuck, I don’t know ASL.

I drop my shoulders and let out a deep breath. I wish I knew what he just said, but I need to have someone translate it for me. This isn’t working how I wanted.

“I’m sorry. I should know what you are saying, but I don’t.”

Zayd doesn’t look upset by it, but I am. I’m the one who demanded to be brought into the conversation. Zayd points at Knight, so I look to Knight, and he gives me a small smile.

“Zayd, I love you, big guy, but my mind isn’t the best, so I’m a little rusty...considering you haven’t signed to me in how long?” Knight hugs me, then turns me to look at Zayd.

Zayd tilts his head shyly and signs again.

“I really want to kiss you,” Knight whispers in my ear, and I let out a small gasp. My thighs grow wet with my slick and both alphas groan. Fuck. Who knew asking for a kiss would turn me on so much?

“You want to kiss me?” I ask.

Zayd’s eyes dart away for a moment. Then back to mine and I can see the heat in his eyes. He nods at me, and I feel butterflies.

“Yes, I want to kiss you and lick that sweet pussy. Taste all your slick with my tongue and—” Zayd throws a pillow at Knight’s head, just missing mine, and Knight chuckles.

“Okay, I might have added a little bit extra there,” Knight admits.

I raise my eyebrows to Zayd, as if to say, really...I couldn’t tell. He nods and waves his hand at Knight.

“Hey, you were totaling thinking it,” Knight says to him. And then he moves in closer to my ear, his breath warm on my neck. “He said yes. But be careful with my big guy. He’s been waiting a long time for you...”

What does that mean?

But I don’t think about further. I just act, crawling toward Zayd as he sits against the headboard. He’s still wearing that tee, and the blankets have bunched up around his waist.

As he watches, I place a leg over him and straddle him. He lets out a small gasp and starts purring. I bite my lower lip. That’s my favorite sound now. Sliding up a little, I feel his hard length tucked beneath me. I rub myself a against it, and sparks go off, and I slick more.

That’s not what I’d been planning to do, but it just feels so good. His hands go to my hips, gripping me just right. My tee has ridden up, and I’m sure Knight is getting a good look at my soaked panties. But I don’t care. I feel so turned on right now. And all I want to do is kiss this big, beautiful alpha.

Zayd reaches one hand up to my face, placing his thumb on my lower lip and pulling it free of my teeth. I lick the tip of it, and he shifts, groaning as he rubs against my clit. I groan. Fuck. It’s just supposed to be a kiss, but my skin itches to remove all this fabric between us and sink down on his cock.

As one, we both move in. My hands grip the fabric of his tee, and I lean against him. His chest rises and falls rapidly beneath me, and I can feel his heart racing. Mine is too. His hot breath fans over my lips before he claims my mouth.

At first, it’s soft, gentle.

His hand slides up under the back of my tee, his hand splayed on my back as he pulls me in closer. I left myself fall farther into him as our mouths grow hungry and we can’t hold back.

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