Page 89 of Mating Mia
“So fucking hot,” I groan, my hand working faster as I feel the pressure building at the base of my spine. “The way you take both of them at once.”
Mia’s eyes lock with mine, heavy-lidded but intent.
“Jace,” she gasps. “I need you too.”
She doesn’t need to finish the sentence. I know what she wants, what she needs. With a final, twisting stroke, I come with a shout, my release spurting in thick ropes across her breasts. The white streams paint her purple dress, some landing on the exposed skin of her chest, marking her in the most primitive way possible.
“Fuck,” I pant, milking the last drops from my cock as I watch my cum drip down the swell of her breasts. There’s something incredibly satisfying about seeing her marked this way, knowing my scent will linger on her skin.
“There you go, little omega,” I say, leaning in to kiss her on the lips, a gentle contrast to the rough treatment she’s receiving from the other two. But she smiles against my mouth, breathing heavily.
“I don’t mind,” she assures me, her voice hitching as Finn pushes inside of her particularly deep. “I like having all of you on me. In me.”
Her words send another jolt of arousal through me, my spent cock twitching valiantly though it’s far too soon for another round. I continue to stroke her breasts, smearing my cum into her skin, marking her with my scent in a way that satisfies some primal part of my alpha instincts.
“Let’s get you somewhere more comfortable,” Kane murmurs, carefully shifting his grip to support her weight. Finn adjusts behind her, and together they begin an awkward sideways shuffle toward the bedroom, still joined to her by their knots.
I follow behind, admiring the view of Mia suspended between them, her dress bunched around her waist, her breasts still exposed and glistening with my cum, her body stretched around their cocks. It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,and a part of me feels almost guilty for how aroused I still am by the sight.
If Mia knew half of what goes through my head when I see her like this, she’d probably run screaming. The possessiveness, the need to mark and claim and own every inch of her—it sometimes frightens even me, how deeply she affects us, how completely she’s transformed three lone wolves into devoted mates.
My cock is swollen and leaking again already, despite having just come.
I palm it absently as I watch Kane and Finn carefully maneuver into the bedroom, moving like a six-legged creature with Mia as the center point. They lower her onto the bed, arranging themselves on either side of her, their knots still firmly lodged inside her.
Kane brushes her hair back from her sweaty forehead, his touch unexpectedly gentle given the force with which he was fucking her moments ago. My gaze drops to where they’re joined, and I can actually see his cock pulsing inside her, still pumping seed into her womb in slow, rhythmic spurts.
I move to the bed, kneeling beside them. My hand finds her belly, still flat and soft beneath my palm. Soon, I hope, it will begin to curve with new life, another pup to join our pack.
“This time it has to work,” I say, gently rubbing the place where our child will grow. “You’ll get pregnant for sure, Mia. Three alpha knots in one afternoon? That’s like... super sperm overload.”
She laughs weakly, the sound turning into a gasp as the movement shifts the knots inside her.
“Maybe,” she says, her voice hoarse from screaming. “But even if it doesn’t happen right away, it’s okay.”
Kane growls, the sound reverberating through the room.
“It’s going to happen,” he insists, his arm tightening possessively around her waist. “We’ll keep trying until it does. Don’t worry, my love.”
Finn says nothing, but his green eyes are intense as he watches my hand on Mia’s belly. I know he wants this as badly as the rest of us—another child, another piece of ourselves combined with Mia.
“We could always just keep fucking you senseless until you’re pregnant,” I suggest with a grin, trying to lighten the sudden intensity in the room. “It’s the fun part.”
Mia rolls her eyes, but her lips twitch with amusement. “Of course we can.”
I lean down, pressing a kiss to her belly, then to her lips.
“I love you,” I tell her, and her eyes soften, filling with fresh tears that have nothing to do with the physical pleasure of moments ago.
“I love you, too,” she whispers. “All of you.”
She reaches for my hand, tangling her fingers with mine, her other hand finding Kane’s while Finn presses closer against her back, kissing every inch of her skin.
twenty-four
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Mia
