“Fuck, I love it when you do that. Makes my balls boil,” he grunted out.
“Look at her,” Noah groaned as I worked my mouth around Peter’s shaft.
“Like them creamy, do you, mate?”
I moaned as he spread the mess around, making Peter yelp and thrust forward, though he couldn’t get far.
“Don’t…” he gasped. “Make me come…”
An evil part of myself perked up at his desperate tone, so I hummed some more. I’m pretty sure it was one of the bloody Wiggles songs Kade had made me watch a million times when he was younger. You could take the orgy to the mum but you couldn’t take the mum out of the orgy.
“Fuck!” Peter barked out minutes later, jerking back when I continued to hum through his orgasm.
“Well, isn’t this a pretty sight?”
Our heads jerked up like rabbits to see Sen had come in, considerably more dressed than the rest of us. He leaned over the couch back, taking in every single one of us with a hot gaze.
“Any chance of a kiss, Flick?” he asked. “Daddy’s home.”
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I just stared at him for a minute, standing there, arms propped on the back of the couch, regarding the debauchery before him with his warm, even gaze. A small smile quirked his lips as he watched it all sink in. The curtains had been drawn to protect the neighbours, but here I was, sitting naked, covered in all of our juices, the faint buzz of a strange man’s butt plug the only real sound. I shivered, feeling cold all of a sudden.
“Here.”
Sen tapped his bottom lip with one long finger, fingers that could—I shut down the roar of the heat for a moment, trying to orientate me, not my hormones, for a minute.
“Stop thinking and come here.”
Sen’s tone was light, but that thread of steel had me moving forward, kneeling so my front rested against the couch back, the leather cold against my skin. The guys growled as I leant over, slowly broaching the gap between us, feeling the slight push to close the deal.
But when I pressed my mouth to his, that was me. Because oh, when I did, I felt that same curl at the bottom of my spine at his touch, smelt his familiar spicy scent, felt the way his lips softened, letting me in, heard the whistle of his breath. He wanted to deepen things, his lips opening slightly, but I kept it light, giving him quick nipping kisses until I pulled away.
“How did that feel?” he asked me.
“Good, like I wanted more.”
His smile was dazzling in response to that. He drew back, cupping my chin with his hand before moving to take a seat in one of the armchairs.
“You’re using an alpha whip against her?” Peter asked, his tone dark. He pulled me closer, so I ended up sprawled against him. “What kinda bullshit is that?”
“I’m not really,” he said with a wave. “Don’t believe me? Fine.” Those grey eyes came to rest on me, burning into my naked skin. He didn’t look away as he unbuckled his belt and jeans, tugged out his hard dick, then left it to lie against his stomach. “C’mere Flick.”
I felt it—a tugging, a drawing of my attention here, here, here. The muscles in my legs tensed, as if ready to obey, but I didn’t move.
“Come here, Flick,” he repeated, though this time with much more coercion in his voice. I could feel it throbbing at the base of my skull. Up, get up, do it. “Come and put that pretty mouth of yours on my dick. I want to wrap my hand in your hair and force you down on it.” Aidan stiffened at that, rolling into a seated position with a low growl. “I want tears streaming down your face as you gag on it, as I jam it down your throat. I want you sucking breath in through your nose as you take me deep.”
The coercive pull of his voice ramped up with each word until my muscles quivered, urging me forward, burning venom pooling in my mouth. I could see everything he wanted me to do and knew I didn’t want it. Some men and women were into this, I understood that, but the thought of my throat accepting an alien intrusion just sent a cascade of horrible mental images through my mind. In them, Sen became Rick, standing over me, forcing his cock past my lips, tearing the hair from my scalp as—
“No,” I said, frowning and shaking my head. “I’m not doing that.”
“See,” Sen said, flopping back into his chair, looking pleased with himself. He wiped his brow with the back of his hand. “That was all I’ve got. I can’t make Flick or any of you do anything, but I can push a little, and I do that when I can see it’ll help.” His gaze switched to Peter. “Like last night. You took a big leap last night. How’d it feel? Tell her what it was like, being inside her for the first time.”
Peter’s arm tightened around me, making me turn to face him. He fought to meet my eyes, but when he did, I almost pulled free. Those familiar brown depths contained so much. So much, it frightened me. My hand went to his face on automatic, stroking that tensed jaw, until finally he let out a long sigh.
“I… When you bit me, it was the greatest and worst moment of my life. All of a sudden, my heart felt completely full, like nothing else could get in. There was this beautiful woman in my arms, and without even questioning it, she chose me. Me. I never thought that was gonna happen, but it did and I…”
When his eyes filled with tears, so did mine. I couldn’t help it, and neither could he. I went to swoop him and wrap my arms around him, but he shook his head.