Page 175 of Power Shift

Again. I hear it, and the yearning inside of me triples in size.

Briar doesn’t share his hesitation. “Mark me, Ronan!”

“You need to know what you’re asking me,” he grunts, his movements intensifying, growing louder as she grows slicker.

“Do it. Do it, and then let Jasper,” I direct gruffly.

As if suddenly remembering that he can speak, Jasper says, “I have food for you, Briar.”

She doesn’t respond to that. Instead, she reaches behind her head to grip Ronan’s hair. Her hips undulate wildly as she chases her pleasure, cheeks and chest pink.

Ronan sucks in a long breath. “Leave it on the dresser.”

The tray clatters on the surface before Jasper’s cutting through the room, his clothes dropping to the floor as he goes. By the time he reaches them, he’s naked, cock hard and gripped in his hand.

Briar pounces forward. Ronan moves with her, turning her onto her hands and knees while continuing to drive hard and deep into her pussy. The effort pays off when she reaches for Jasper’s cock but suddenly stops, her arm falling before she falls to her elbows and moans. The entire length of her body shakes with the strength of her orgasm.

“That’s it, baby. Show them how good it feels with this fat cock in your pussy. You’re so tight I’ll have to work my knot back inside.”

“Please. Give it to me,” she cries out, craning her head back to try and look at him.

Instead, her eyes fall on me. I wet my lips and keep still, watching her like prey would a predator stalking the ground infront of them. It’s the opposite of any situation I’ve ever been in before.

I’m not the top of the food chain here. Briar is.

Jasper stands at the side of the bed with his thighs pressed hard to the mattress and reaches down to stroke her cheeks. It’s enough to redirect her attention. He gazes down at her, eyes sizzling.

“Can we come into your nest, love?”

She pauses, surprise knitting her brows before Ronan grinds his hips into her ass, and she moans.

“Yes.”

Ronan stays planted deep and stares at Jasper. Something passes between them, a recognition, maybe. Two alphas readying themselves to share their scent-matched omega for the second time. Only this time around, they’ll be connecting their lives deeper than sharing one roof. Their souls will be intertwined around hers, their minds and emotions always open to one another until they learn how to build thin walls to keep each other out.

Jasper smooths a hand down Briar’s head before cupping the back of it and using the hold to guide it forward. She balances on one arm and uses the other to successfully grab his cock without collapsing. Jasper’s breathing stutters while she slowly works him into her mouth, taking him deep enough that her nose presses into his knot.

As the sound of her choking around his length fills the room, Dash settles at my side. He has one foot extended in front of the other like he’s actively trying not to join them.

“Go,” I tell him.

“Only if you do.”

“I said I wanted to be last.”

“Last to bite her, not join them in the lead-up. Don’t you want to touch her? She smells delicious, Landon. Tastes even better, or have you forgotten?”

A dark noise shakes its way up my throat. “I haven’t forgotten.”

“Trust your instincts. We didn’t before, and it nearly cost us everything. Don’t let the doubts or the fear win.”

Briar coughs on a sharp breath when Jasper pulls out of her mouth and gives her a break. Ronan’s hand has slipped between her legs, plucking furiously at her clit like his release won’t come until she gets hers again.

She whines in response and pushes back into Ronan, her eyes rolling back. I fall forward a step. Then another. That bond in my chest screams, yanking ruthlessly. I can’t hold myself back any longer.

“Take Jasper back into your mouth, Briar. Show him how badly you want his mark,” I murmur, setting one knee on the bed and leaning over her body.

Her eyes flash up at me, and before she can speak, I take her chin between my fingers and tilt it forward. Jasper’s there waiting.

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