Page 82 of Taken By the Pack

“You’re insatiable,” Rowan murmurs, but there’s no teasing in his tone, just something darker, possessive.

Jake nips at my bottom lip, grinning. “Good thing we’re all here.”

I whine with need. They are here, but they’re teasing me. I need them inside me.

“Move over,” Ash says, his tone bossy and direct.

I can hear Jake getting ready to protest and I silence him with a kiss. “He’s never had a turn,” I whisper.

Jake signs and acquiesces, moving away.

“God, you smell good,” Ash murmurs to me as he lays his weight on top of me. I moan and lift my hips, anxious now for release, needing a knot, needing… just needing.

“Did you both knot her?” he asks the others.

“Yes,” I say for them. “Hurry.”

He chuckles, the sound rumbling through my own body where our chests touch, and then I can feel the head of his cock against my wetness. I lift my hips demanding, sheathing myself around him abruptly.

He gasps, and sinks into my heat instinctually, and we both moan at the friction. He starts moving slowly, but it’s not enough.

“Harder,” I demand, pressing against him, our hipbones grinding together.

He doesn’t reply. He just makes a low noise in the back of his throat and drives into me harder, deeper, causing me pleasure that almost feels like pain.

That’s when it hits me—he’s huge. So huge that he’s stretching me in new ways that almost hurt. I love it.

“I’m so close,” I plead, my head moving on the pillow.

“Knot her,” Rowan says to Ash, and he does with a loud cry.

It’s painful again, probably due to his size, but the pain is quickly chased by a rush of pleasure so intense that I immediately shatter with a scream.

I feel my slick wash over my thighs as I shake and twist, keening and keening through my release.

Ash groans loudly as he surrenders to his own pleasure, knotted tightly within me, his huge cock throbbing deliciously as we ride the waves.

“God, that was hot,” Jake says. “Roll her a little to the side, Ash.”

“What?” I ask, but then I feel Jake slipping in behind me, his cock tickling against my thigh. And then he’s sliding inside of me as well, the stretch almost too much.

“Oh, God!” I squeak, pressing back so I can take him deeper, adjusting to the feel of him stretching me as pleasure flares to life within me again.

“I want to come,” I beg.

“Not yet,” Rowan growls. He uses his hands to shift everyone around until I’m lying on top of Ash with my ass in the air.

Jake’s cock is twitching inside of me, desperate for release, but I can hear from his breathing that he’s holding back.

“Deep breath, baby,” Rowan says, and then his cock is at my pucker and my eyes fly open.

“Deep breath,” he reminds me, and then he’s pushing inside as well, and I instantly explode into a thousand pieces, crying, gasping their names.

By the time we collapse into a tangle of limbs, my body is still humming, the heat less desperate, the tension finally unwound. Jake strokes my hair lazily, Ash chuckles softly, and Rowan hands me a bottle of water.

“Drink,” he orders.

I groan but take it, sipping as my heart slows, my body sinking into the mattress.

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