Page 158 of Power Shift

I release his throat with a whimper. The cramps are no longer teeth-free. My entire body jerks when another appears, and I clench around nothing, too empty.

“Just do something to help before I can’t make it home at all,” I beg.

Landon’s attention leaves me when he twists us and moves me further into the room. The door shuts again, and I cling onto him.

“It’s Jasper,” he murmurs, stroking my hair.

I moan, needing nothing more than his name to grow hotter, my mouth bone-dry. “Jas.”

“I’m here, love. We’re going to take the pain away, okay? We’ll show you what a heat looks like when you have an entire pack at your beck and call.”

49

JASPER

I only meantto see what was taking them so long.

Landon let us know she was on her way to see him, and I made quick work of getting changed so I could take our omega home. We played amazing tonight, and the entire team was on a high when I left the locker room. Ronan and Dash were held up with post-game interviews, but I had no such obligation to stick around.

I got a few feet from the treatment room door when I caught the first whiff of lemon. It sent a zap directly up my spine before I stumbled over my feet and had to steady myself on the wall.

Fuck, so sweet.

My head clouds as I blink back to the present and dig my back into the door to keep from pouncing. The pressure in my groin is otherworldly as Briar’s scent perfumes around us, sticking to my skin and the back of my throat. I taste it, and I want more.Need it.

“Jasper,” she whimpers.

Her fingers curl around Landon’s arms, the nails digging into his skin but not breaking through despite the strength she’susing. I lock the door and move toward them, drawn close by the bond that connects us. It’s pulled taut as my desperation spikes, my knot pulsing.

“Help her to the bed, Landon,” I instruct, borderline barking at my pack leader.

He carries her like she weighs nothing before setting her on the bed, the leather squeaking. Before Briar has a chance to tell us what she needs, I tug my shirt over my head. She stares at me with half-lidded, pupil-blown eyes and moans, legs parting.

“Let’s get you out of your clothes,” I murmur.

Her head sags forward in a nod. “Please.”

Together, Landon and I strip her of her jeans and soiled panties. My nostrils flare once she’s exposed, her swollen pussy leaking a constant drip of slick that drives me to my knees.

Landon hovers, watching as I part her thighs and nuzzle my cheek against the inside of her knee. Her scent ripens, somehow growing in intensity.

“Don’t tease her,” Landon says.

Flicking my eyes upward, I watch Briar’s chest rapidly rise and fall, every breath sawing in and out of her. The Montgomery jersey is still covering her from the waist up. Neither Landon nor I make a move to get rid of it.

Not unless she demands we do.

“Do you want me to eat your gorgeous pussy, love?” I ask, whiskey smooth.

She nods frantically and snaps a hand out to hold the back of my head. “Yes! Yes, Jasper. I want you to take the pain away.”

I trail my mouth up her inner thigh, slowly making my way up to her pink centre. My cock throbs, and I grip the edge of the leather bed when my tongue laps up the first drip of her slick.

It’s a drug. One taste of her and I’m falling back into the lust gnawing at me and sucking up the rest. The entire length up herthigh and the other, greedy for more. Only once I’ve cleaned her skin do I set my sights on the source of my new favourite taste.

“Look at him, Haven,” Landon murmurs. “Jasper’s starving for you. How about you give him some more slick, mm?”

“Lan,” she mumbles, her eyes closing completely.

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