Page 171 of Power Shift

I press down on the intrusion and jerk my chin in a haphazard nod. “More.”

Without another word, Landon works in a third finger. I choke on the instant relief as he stretches me just as wide as I was earlier. My chest rattles with a purr before I bury my fingers in Dash’s hair and force his face into my chest.

“Yes, yes,” I breathe out while grinding down.

Landon turns my head with a firm touch and swoops in to lay a searing kiss on my lips. I slip my tongue into his mouth, craving his taste, while he curls his fingers and pulses them against my sensitive walls. Dash jerks his hips, his rhythm broken before heat floods me.

It’s all enough to trick my body that I’ve found a knot after all.

I tumble into another orgasm.

My heart slows with the force of this one, unable to keep up. I float in the darkness as my vision fades.

This time, there’s no finding the light.

I wakeup in the nest soaked in sweat with slick sticking to my inner thighs.

My mouth is so dry that every breath feels like I’m inhaling sawdust. I let loose a pained noise and flip from my stomach to my side. It’s dark in here, and the scents are strong, like I haven’t been alone for very long. The fact I’m alone at all makes my stomach tighten, emotion stinging my eyes before I can stop it.

The whimper that escapes me is cruel. It isn’t from the returning pain in my muscles and bones. It’s pure neediness. Rejection.

I feel the mattress in front of me, searching for a sign of even just one member of my pack but only find cold sheets. My whimper turns into a whine.

My belly spasms with a cramp, and I suck in a breath. Heat blasts through my veins, scorching me inch by inch until it feels like my skin is melting off my bones.

“Petal?”

I jump, ripping the sheets from the corner of the mattress. The voice is familiar. I’m safe, but I can’t seem to swim up through the water I’m drowning in.

The rich scent of coffee swarms my senses before there’s a wide palm taking my hand and curling my fingers into a fist. Lips brush along the length of my knuckles.

“Are you in pain?”

Ronan.My Ronan.

I blink to clear my blurry vision. It’s still too dark to make out more than the shape of him, but even a shadow is enough for me.

“I thought I was alone,” I whisper.

He climbs onto the bed and guides me onto my back. The weight of his body over mine is bliss. I arch off the bed and bring my lips to his shoulder, happy to find it bare. He tastes good. Really, really good.

“We’d never leave you alone when you need us. I was on the floor so I didn’t crowd you while you slept.”

I run my tongue along the curves of muscle and moan at his taste. The biceps beside my head keep him held above me as I loop my thighs around his waist and try to pull him down.

“I need you right now.”

His chest rumbles, a sound I recognize. “Need me how?”

“I’m already naked.”

“You’re burning up.”

“Take off your clothes andfuckme,” I demand.

He lets me hang on to him while wiggling around to shuck his underwear off. The moment I hear them hit the floor, I’m dropping my legs and reaching between us to take his cock into my hand.

“The others are gathering supplies. Jas is making you something to eat,” he mutters while scaling down my body, forcing my fingers to slip free of him.

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