Page 159 of Power Shift

I want her looking at me while I’m between her legs. Gripping her thighs, I push them up until her heels meet the bed and lick a hot line up her pussy. She responds instantly with a cry that Landon silences with his mouth.

His hand cups her breast through the jersey. I find her clit with the tip of my tongue and move it softly, teasing. Her eyes open and fall to me, watching while I play with her and Landon commands her mouth into a fierce kiss.

I pull her clit into my mouth and suck on it while sinking a finger into her. The wet noise of slick gushing down to coat my knuckle makes Landon groan into their kiss before pulling away to stare down between us.

“Let me taste her,” he rasps.

Without thinking twice about it, I pull my finger free and lift it toward him. While we’ve never shared a woman before, there’s no awkwardness when he bends to suck it clean. I’m far too concerned with Briar to focus on that even if there were.

“Perfection,” I muse when he swallows.

Briar jerks against my mouth, panting. “More.”

I follow her command. Two fingers fill her this time, and she’s just as messy this full. I’m licking up the slick as quickly as it’s appearing while thrusting my fingers inside and curling them until I brush the place that has her gripping me tighter.

“That’s it, Briar. Grind that pussy against his tongue and make him earn your orgasm,” Landon coos.

A growl builds in my throat as I suck hard on her clit. My omega uses my hair as reins, yanking on it to bring me closer as she rubs against my mouth and cries out.

“I need more!”

Landon glances at the door before focusing on her again. Then, he pulls her jersey up, showing off her pink lace bra. He ignores the fabric and tugs the cups down to free her tits. Her nipples are already hard and a deep, aching shade of red.

“Fuck her, Jasper,” he bites out before lowering his head and sucking a fat nipple into his mouth.

I freeze, making Briar huff in annoyance. “What?”

“He said fuck me,” she answers for our packmate, her grip on my hair turning punishing. “Fill me with your cock, Jasper.”

Landon lets her nipple pop free of his lips long enough to snarl at me, “Give her what she wants. You don’t need my permission.”

“We should wait until we’re home,” I argue despite the ferocious need I feel to sink deep inside of her.

“It needs to be you. I don’t trust myself not to bite her here. She needs a knot to settle her long enough for us to leave.”

“Yes, a knot,” Briar slurs, wiggling on the table to try and break away from both of us. “Jasper’s knot.”

I follow her cues and force myself back while Landon does the same. She climbs off the bed, and I use the break to palm my cock, squeezing hard at the base without so much as brushing a finger against my knot. It’s so fucking swollen and rock hard already. Getting inside of her like this is going to be damn near impossible.

Briar spins around and bends over the bed, wiggling her bare, peachy ass in front of my face while reaching for Landon’s crotch. His shorts are easily discarded when she gives them a strong shove and frees his dick.

He tosses his head back and groans when she takes him into her hand and gives the full length a long stroke. I use her distracted state to shuck my slacks down to my knees and run my fingers through her pussy.

The sight of her bent over like this, her thighs parted and tits pressed into the bed while she works my packmates cock into her mouth, threatens to send me into a tailspin. Heat pierces my groin when she bucks back against my fingers and moans around Landon.

“Do it,” he says, his voice low and deep.

“You’re sure about this?”

Our eyes meet when he nods and thrusts further into Briar’s mouth, fitting himself down her throat. She gags for a moment before pushing herself further, working like she wants to taste his knot.

“Take her, Jas.”

I steady myself behind her and line us up. My knees wobble as I restrain myself from sliding all the way in at once and slowly press just the tip inside. She gasps, her ass pressing back against my hips as she tries to take more.

With my tongue clamped between my teeth, I grip her hips and hold her still. Her lemon cookie scent is so thick in the air it’s stuck to my lungs as I breathe in through my nose and push another few inches into her pussy.

“How does it feel, Haven?” Landon asks, sounding so close to the edge I’m shocked he hasn’t fallen over it yet.

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