“What is it?”
I swear she takes a deep inhale of me and scrunches her nose. Dammit, I knew we should have showered before.
“I can take a shower,” I say, and Claire shakes her head frantically, her brows still pinched together.
“I just…I need you to smell more like me, like mine,” she says, moving her way up my thighs and straddling my lap. I look over at Forrest, and he seems totally happy with this change of plan. “As long as that’s okay with you,” Claire says, rubbing the side of her face against mine.
Forrest has a look of concern on his face, but he doesn’t stop jerking off and there’s no way I’m not giving Claire everything she wants.
“Are you kidding me? All I can think about is how good it will be to be inside you. Mark me up, baby,” I tell her.
She hums her approval as I hold my length, and she slowly slides down my dick. Her pussy is so warm and wet, and I know I’m not going to last long.
Claire grabs my hair and brings her mouth to mine as I grab her ass, moving her up and down my length. Her slick is dripping between us and I can only imagine what a sight it is.
The bed dips behind Claire as Forrest straddles my legs, his large body behind our Omega.
“He feels so good, doesn’t he, princess? You like marking him up? Having him smell like you?” he asks her.
She moans out her agreement as she peppers kisses against my neck and bounces on my cock.
“You two look so fucking good together,” he says, adjusting her, so she turns to the side and he’s kissing her. When she parts from the kiss, he leans even more forward and kisses me. “I think I want to knot her while she rubs her wet little clit all over your dick.”
“Yes,” Claire agrees immediately for both of us.
She lifts up, my cock bouncing out of her as she pushes on my chest, and I shove some pillows to make some room so I can lie flat. Forrest’s jacket threatens to fall off the bed and Claire grabs it, resting it by my face. She’s scenting both of us at the same time.
“Kiss our Beta,” Forrest tells her, massaging my thigh and pressing between Claire’s shoulders to push her against me.
Her breasts flatten on my chest as she pushes my hair back, and kisses me wildly, rocking her hips as her wet clit glides along my shaft.
Claire leans forward, and her teeth graze my pec before she lightly bites down.
That’s it. I’ve died and gone to pack sex heaven.
Chapter 21
Claire
This feels so right.
Wells smells like me, completely. There’s no doubt who he belongs to and I like that a whole fucking lot.
My Alpha has his large hand splayed between my shoulder blades as he presses my body against Wells and I can’t help but to think being between them is exactly where I belong.
There’s a neediness I’m not used to writhing beneath my skin and I’m not sure what to do about it, so I lick Wells’ chest before grazing my teeth and biting down.
It won’t bond us, only an Alpha can do that, but any sign showing that he’s mine sends a ripple of satisfaction through me.
Maybe I’m still hung up on Megan flirting with him. Or maybe I’m feeling unsettled by the uncertainty of the pack and searching for some comfort.
Forrest’s fingers grip my hair and he tugs slightly, but never too hard. This man could probably rip a tree trunk in half, but he knows his limits with me—hisOmega.
The Alpha pauses for a moment, his nose against my throat, his massive cock rubbing against my ass.
“Knot me.” I’m begging, pleading with him.
Forrest inhales deeply and his chest rumbles with a low purr.