Page 176 of Power Shift

“Tongue out for him.”

She listens to my command, and he pushes inside her mouth again, dragging the shaft along the length of her flat tongue. When her lips seal around the base, he groans lowly and takes her hair between his fingers.

Dash stands beside me, staring at Briar like a man struck stupid with his first look at an angel. He shrugs his pants off and discards his shirt without being prompted. Briar’s perfume flares out again, drawing pleasured noises from all four of us when she notices that Dash has begun stroking himself.

“Put her on her back,” I tell no one in particular. “If we’re going to do this, we’re going to do it properly. All of us together.”

And that starts in a position that will allow her unrestricted access to all four of us.

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DASH

With our help,Briar splays out on her back and sighs, content for the time being with the attention we’re giving her. Ronan’s tense as he takes hold of Briar’s legs and spreads them as far as they’ll go, revealing her swollen, wet pussy.

“I won’t last much longer,” he warns us. Or her. I’m not sure.

It won’t matter either way. We don’t need him to last longer than it takes for him to mark her. The rest of us are eager to swap him out. Desperate, more like. Goddamn feral.

“You’ll mark me now?” Briar asks, blinking quickly as if trying to clear her mind enough to pay attention to this moment.

Landon crouches beside the bed. He uses the very tips of his fingers to comb her hair back out of her face.

“Do you still want us to mark you?”

Her throat jumps with a thick swallow. “Yes. I want that more than anything.”

The confirmation is what we all needed.

Ronan paws at her thigh and guides it around his waist before he slides inside of her again. I watch with wide eyes, still growing used to this situation. It’s not taboo, exactly.

We’re pack, and this is what pack does with their omega. It’s just new. I know every side of these men besides the one they’re showing right now.

His rough exhale is followed by her moan. Briar takes the entire thick length of him without struggle. Even the piercings go in easy, and my cock responds to that. I give it a tight stroke and release a puff of air that sears my throat.

“Ronan will go first. Then Jasper. Is that okay with you?” Landon asks, continuing to pet her hair as her body rocks with Ronan’s slow thrusts.

A small, needy noise is her only reply.

Ronan tugs her closer, her ass sliding down the mattress. The new position allows for her head to hang slightly off the bed, her throat bared. Jasper settles back at the edge of the bed and pushes his dick into her open mouth.

Lashes fluttering, Briar closes her eyes and moans around him, her throat bulging when he pushes past too far, and she gags.

Landon swallows loud enough to be heard over the fierce smack of skin and Briar’s sucking while bringing his hand to her breasts and giving each one a soft squeeze. He’s the only one of us with clothes on, and I know he’s keeping that boundary on purpose.

“Fuck,” Ronan rasps, palming Briar’s stomach. “I need to knot her soon.”

She moans around Jasper while Landon pulls her nipple between his fingers and twists softly. I tighten my hold on my shaft and slow my strokes, not having realized how fast they’d gotten.

“She’s close,” Landon says, eyes stuck on Briar.

I move closer, nearly leaning over onto the mattress. “Are you close, Bright Eyes? Are you going to soak Ronan’s knot again?”

Jasper falls forward over Briar, barely managing to catch himself with a hand on the bed when she whimpers.

“Stop,” he begs us, expression tight. “I don’t want to come down her throat.”

A dainty, hot hand folds over the one I have around my cock. I drop my head to stare as Briar takes me into her hand and tries to use her other hand to swat mine away.

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