Page 57 of The Alpha's Arrangement

I frown.

“Rule two-”

I swallow Bar as deep as I can, feeling him hit the back of my throat. I swallow against him and then withdraw. Jet leans over me.

“Breath through your nose,” Jet whispers, then he puts a bit of pressure on the back of my head while he pinches my clit.

I let out an involuntary noise as Bar surges up towards me in response to Jet’s sweet torture. The man presses soft kisses down my shoulder while he reaches up to caress Barren’s balls again.

“Damn. Damn.” Bar shouts. His body stiffens, he throws his head back, surging into my mouth, fucking me fast until, with a roar, he comes.

I swallow the sweet and salty liquid as fast as I can, but it still dribbles out of my mouth. Bar falls back on the couch, but Jet grips my hair, pulling my head back and kissing me clean.

He breaks off, and I kneel, panting. Aching.

“Bar broke the rules.” Jet says joyfully.

Barren lifts his head and shakes it. “Hey, no. That’s not fair. You cheated.”

“Fair’s fair.” Jet purrs at him and sits back. “Now, how should I punish you?” Jet frowns and then smiles at him. I look between the two of them, feeling strangely lost. “I know. I’m going to eat. And you're going to bed hungry.”

Bar’s mouth falls open. I have no idea what they’re talking about. I shift my weight, but Jet pounces faster than I can think.

He lifts me up and carries me to the edge of the couch, bending me over and shoving my jeans all the way to the floor.

“Do you remember the rules, Scarlet?”

Rules? Oh. “Yes.” I’m curious now. I don’t know what this is, but I need to find out.

Bar hisses and stands up, moving behind me.

“Don’t touch,” Jet warns.

Jet’s hands are warm on my ass, smoothing, gripping, and moulding. I lay there under his ministrations, falling into a sleepily aroused state. It’s so nice, but the tension is just there under the surface of my skin, ready to ignite.

Then I feel his hot breath and tense. The fire burns brighter.

“Smells so good, Bar.” Jet murmurs from between my legs.

My eyes widen, but as soon as I move my leg, Jet clamps a hand down and holds me still.

“I’m going to hide us better next time.” Bar snaps.

A hot tongue sweeps up my core. From my clit to my ass. I let out a breathless sound. That draws Bar’s attention. He gets up on his knees and moves closer, pressing his lips to mine. He does it again, a long languid lick.

“So good.” Jet murmurs. “Do you want a taste, Bar?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, please, Alpha.”

Two fingers slide into me, curl into me. I let out a protest when they withdraw, but then Bar moans. I look over my shoulder and see Jet feeding Bar his fingers. So hot.

Jet turns back to me and focuses. “Now, let’s see if Scarlet can follow rules.”

He swirls his tongue, teasing, bringing me to the crest of orgasm after orgasm before edging away. I’m almost in tears, a hot, sweaty, pleading mess when he stands up.

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