Page 42 of Knot For A Moment

“And I would, but I think you need something else.”

I sighed. “We can’t.”

The smile in his voice was clear. “You’re right. I can’t fuck you without all of us getting carried away.” He stood, still holding my hand, and crouched down by my ear. I turned my head to face him, memorizing his beautiful eyes.

“But not being able to fuck you doesn’t mean I can’t make you feel good, baby girl.” He smirked. “It might even help you sleep better.”

Arousal shuddered through me, followed by heat. Heat in his eyes, heat in my body, heat everywhere. Iwantedthem so badly, and even if it only took the edge off for the night… I wasn’t strong enough to say no. “I think I’d like that.”

Jace winked. “Turn over for me.”

He helped me, curving his hand under my neck to hold it steady. I expected him to take off the sheet covering me, but he didn’t. That same hand smoothed the hair back from my forehead as he leaned in to kiss me.

The sheet pulled up from my feet, still leaving me mostly covered and warmer than without it. This felt… soft and intimate. No pressure. That intangible tension disappeared once more.

“There you go,” he whispered. “Fuck, baby girl, I’m going to love making you this relaxed all the time.”

“Promise?”

His answer was his palm sliding along my thigh and another kiss. The first touch of him between my legs made me moan. I’d been turned on for days now, my body telling me that my Alphas were here and I needed them. My hips arched off the table, and Jace pushed them back down.

I was so wet his fingers slid over my clit when he reached it. He smiled into our kiss, purring. “Glad I’m not the only one.”

“Are you surprised? All of you are sex on a stick.”

“And you haven’t even met Roman yet.”

Before I could answer, one long finger slipped inside me. Fingers normally weren’t my favorite way to do this, but as soon as he added a second one, I realized I might have to rethink my preferences. That, and everyone else who’d tried had no fucking clue how to finger someone.

Jace pulled his fingers out of me. I opened my mouth to beg him to put them back and stopped. He never took his eyes from mine as he lifted his fingers to his mouth and groaned. “Fuck me, you taste so good.”

“Jace…”

“Once we can, I’m going to spend some quality time between your legs, baby girl. I want my face soaked with blueberries by the time we’re done.”

His fingers slipping back into me blanked out my thoughts. Jace’s thumb rested on my clit almost lazily. Long, slow movements. He wasn’t in a hurry, no matter if my body was.

The way his eyes took me in, it felt like I was laid bare. Entirely exposed. Yet I was safe. With all of them. I wanted them to see everything and I wanted to learn everything about them in the same way.

“What do you like, hmm?” He rocked his fingers into me, curving them and moving them, feeling where I tensed and listening to my breath catch. “What does this needy pussy need to feel good?”

My whole body shuddered. “You could probably just blow on me right now and I’ll fall apart.”

“Oh, I’m going to do more than that.”

Twisting his hand to move my legs further apart, he pushed deeper and harder, thumb dragging over my clit. Little sparkles of pleasure popped like firecrackers through me. He could keep up this slow pace, and I would get there. It would take a long time, and the end would be explosive. Jace seemed like the kind of Alpha who wouldn’t mind spending all that time, and for the first time, I thought I might enjoy it.

I usually didn’t have the patience. My sexual encounters were hard and fast and dirty. Whether it was someone I fucked at a club or a couple of dates where I let them take me home. A quick orgasm or two and I’d been able to walk away satisfied. And I’d been happy with it, or so I thought.

A few movements of Jace’s magic fingers and I realized how different it could be. I’d had plenty of sex, and I didn’t think any of the fucks had even come close to this. The depth and the knowledge there could be so much more.

Jace grinned suddenly, like he saw the realization in my eyes. “This is going to be fun, Sloane.”

He stood without warning, leaning over me to get a better angle. It wasn’t slow now. The movements of his hand were driven and purposeful.

One hand landed lightly on my chest, warning me not to move. Jace wasn’t holding me down, but it had the same effect. I was frozen under his attention as his fingers melted any coherent thoughts I had left. And still, his eyes never left mine, alight with lust and pleasure.

The way he moved, testing and shifting until he saw my reaction, every little shift of his hand sent new sparkles of pleasure through me. “Close your eyes, baby girl.”

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