Page 16 of Pack Down Bad

“Like what you see, snow bunny?” Rhys whispers in my ear.

Heat creeps up my neck, leaving me flushed. I know my whole body must be covered in a blush, revealing my shame and embarrassment. I can only hope Rhys can’t see the extent of my flushed skin in the dark.

“Shush,” he warns in a gentle, playful tone. “You don’t want them to catch us.”

I spin to face him, relieved to make out the same grin he wore earlier. His smile, warm and understanding, eases my guilty conscience. He seems fine with letting me off the hook for my momentary voyeurism, turning an awkward situation into something that feels almost endearing thanks to his teasing.

There’s a line I just crossed that can’t be erased, but I give myself permission to relax.

Rhys draws me into his arms with a comforting squeeze. “Don’t worry, I won’t share your fascination with peeping with the rest of the class.”

A small giggle escapes me. Luckily, Rhys pulls me flush against his chest to bury the sound in his shirt.

“Now, turn around and stay quiet, or we might miss the best part.”

Rhys pulls away, playfully cupping a hand over my mouth. He quirks an eyebrow as if to ask if this is okay, so I answer by turning myself slowly, allowing his hand to stay in place.

In the few precious moments I missed, things in the kitchen have escalated.

Knox has Percy bent forward over the counter while he ruthlessly ruts into him from behind. The latter must not mind considering the grunts and moans that carry through the room.

Rhys’s free hand travels over my shoulder and down my arm until his hand is on my hip, his grip firm. “I should be jealous that they’re playing without me, but I’m the lucky one getting to hide in the shadows with you.”

I’m surprisingly... not shocked that the three of them aretogether, together. The life they’ve built out here in the secluded woods seems cozy, but I bet it gets pretty lonely sometimes, too.

I’m comforted knowing they have each other.

A loud groan echoes through the house, drawing my attention back to the guys in the kitchen. Knox’s head is thrown back, and his body trembles with pure bliss. He looks nothing like the same grumpy man who scowled at me for most of the night once Rhys brought me back here.

I’m even more thrilled and surprised when he growls out an order to Percy to, “Stand up. Turn around.”

As soon as Percy complies, Knox drops to his knees.

Whatever semblance of decorum I might still be holding onto vanishes as slick rushes between my thighs.

Rhys drops his head to my shoulder with a muffled groan. “Fuck, you smell so good. Does seeing that alpha get on his knees have you dripping?”

I nod eagerly. No sense in denying the truth.

As I squirm against him, I squeeze my knees together, looking for some kind of relief.

“Oh, sweet little omega, do you need me to slide my hand between your legs?” His voice is as rushed and desperate as I feel.

Knox isn’t visible anymore, but I see the signs that he’s giving Percy pleasure. Percy’s hand grips the edge of the counter as he thrusts himself forward a little, face scrunched as if he’s fighting hard against the urge to thrust too much.

Before I can second-guess my decision, I’m nodding for Rhys.

“That’s right. Let me take care of you.” His hand is warm against my skin as he slips under the waistband of my borrowed sweatpants. I’m glad I don’t have any underwear on because there’s one less obstacle between us.

Rhys nips at my ear as his finger traces over my clit. “I feel how wet you are. My sweet girl likes to play a little dirty, don’t you?”

My hand shoots up, and I wrap my fingers around his wrist where his hand is still cupped over my mouth. To answer his question, I nip at his skin, hoping the motion spurs him on.

“I bet Knox is swallowing him as deeply as he can right now, trying to drive him crazy. Can’t you picture him running a hand up the back of Percy’s thigh, sliding a finger through his own cum between Percy’s ass cheeks to tease him while he sucks him?”

Rhys coasts his fingers through the mess I’m making before using my slick to slide the pressure of his touch to where I need it most.

“You’re going to soak my hand while Percy fills up Knox’s grumpy mouth, aren’t you?”

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