Page 63 of Marked for the Pack

“That’s it,” Heath coaxed. “Come for me, sweetness.”

And Freya did, her back arching, forcing her nipple into Heath’s mouth again. I hung on for dear life, doing everything I could not to come as her inner walls clamped down on me.

When Freya’s climax ended, Heath gave me a saucy wink. Only then did I realize how hard I was panting.

“Fucker,” I growled at him as he disappeared from the room.

“Always.” His laugh echoed down the hall.

Freya slumped onto my chest, once again putting her tantalizing shoulder close to my mouth again. I maintained iron control over my wolf this time, not giving him an inch of freedom.

“Did you like that, princess?” I whispered into her hair.

Her hips gently rocked against mine as we both took a bit of a breather.

“More,” she whined.

“Anything for you,” I whispered. “Anytime you want it.”

Heath padded into the room, and embarrassed heat flooded my body. Had he overheard my whispered promise to Freya? I wasn’t ready to admit how far I’d fallen for her. Maybe because my wolf was being so difficult to contain.

“Both,” Freya demanded when she noticed Heath’s presence.

“Not until you eat a little,” I growled.

“Both,” she growled in return.

“Don’t give her any more cock until she drinks some,” I told Heath.

She growled, but Heath held the straw to Freya’s lips as she sat back up to ride me some more.

“Drink,” I commanded with my alpha-bark. As usual, it had no true effect on her.

She stilled, glaring at me for a moment before taking a sip. Heath followed her lips as she bounced up and down on my cock. But she drank most of the glass before sweat broke out on her forehead and her pupils dilated again.

“Need to come,” she whined.

“Of course you do, little wolf.” Heath’s jeans dropped into a pile beside the bed.

My pulse quickened as his weight made the bed dip.

“Gage,” she whisper-moaned. “Heath. Flint. Rowan.”

“Let’s test the pack alpha’s staying power,” Heath whispered in her ear from behind her, a playful look in his eyes as his gaze met mine.

With his body mostly hidden behind hers, he palmed one breast while circling her clit with his other hand. His lips kissedthat spot on her neck, the spot I’d almost bitten earlier. And somehow… that made me even harder inside of her.

“Fuck yes,” she screamed as her orgasm ripped through her.

Heath’s eyes remained locked on me, challenging me not to come. My fists balled the blankets on either side of me as Freya’s body clenched on mine, trying to milk me.

“Please,” Freya cried desperately, though her body still pulsed around me. “Both.”

“Then show me that ass,” Heath growled, pushing her down onto my chest.

Outside, Flint’s wolf howled at the moon, but Freya had both of us spellbound. She canted her hips up, and Heath prepped her as quickly as he could, using her own fluids that coated us both.

“Gage got you so wet, didn’t he, baby?” Heath said from behind her.

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