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“Fuckingsoaked,” he replied, his voice low and full of lust. “Hot and so damnedslick. Jesus, you need our dicks, don’t you, sweetheart?”
“Yes!” She gasped, gyrating on his lap, her sweetness cloying. Mouthwatering.
“Do you like his fingers inside you, Primrose?” I rasped, uncaring my lust for them laced every word.
“Yes,” she repeated and arched, and I gripped the steering wheel tighter to keep from reaching out to feel how needy she really was.
“Make her come, Jaxon.”
Primrose writhed on his lap, her shifting hips and whimpers causing my dick to leak like a faucet.
The wet sounds of his fingers fucking her pussy fueled the prowling, growling beast inside me. Heat raced through my body, tightened every muscle to the point of exploding.
“Oh!” Primrose cried out, her back bowed, hands clasped around Jaxon’s forearm as he worked her over.
“That’s it, Prim,” he murmured in her ear with a crooning tone that pulsed need through my groin as she found her release. “She’s pulsing around my fingers—coming all over my hand, Doc. Fuck, do I want to be buried in you, sweetheart. So damned hard for you. Need to bust a nut deep inside your warmth. Jesus, you’re perfect.”
She quieted and went limp against Jaxon, who groaned a few more curses before releasing a slow, steady breath as though in an attempt to get a hold of himself so he didn’t nut in his jeans.
“Put your fingers in my mouth,” I told him, not taking my eyes off the road.
Primrose moaned but didn’t move a muscle.
Jaxon shifted, and the sweet, musky scent of her cum hit me like a wave as he held his hand in front of my mouth.
Eyes on the road, I flicked my tongue out, licking up his middle finger.
The beast inside me roared his need for satisfaction as I grunted, abs contracting in attempts to keep myself from coming untouched like a goddamned pubescent kid.
She was perfection, just like Jaxon had claimed. Pure fucking heaven—I couldn’t begin to imagine what Jaxon would be like on my tongue.
“Fuck,” he murmured what seemed to be his favorite word as I sucked his finger into my mouth to swallow every trace of her essence off him.
I pulled back once finished, needing to adjust my aching shaft behind its soaked prison. Christ, I was a mess—and I hadn’t even climaxed.
More.
I wanted the same as the voice—but a hell of a lot more than a mere taste.
Chapter 30
Primrose
While our alpha may have experienced euphoria while beginning the bonding process among the three of us by speaking the ancient words, an underlying discomfort radiated off Patrick, making similar feelings trickle down my spine.
I still floated from my orgasm, my body lax and pressed against Jaxon’s warmth, but a sense of Patrick refusing to give in completely caused my stomach to clench. His inner dragon had spoken, but I had a feeling our alpha wasn’t pleased he’d lost his humanity briefly to his beast.
Tilting my head to the side, I watched him suck my cum off Jaxon’s fingers, and a spasm clenched my pussy with renewed desire. The hard length pressing against my ass and the lust-filled energy ripping between us let me know Jaxon felt the same, regardless of the unease I sensed swirling beneath Patrick’s need.
He stared straight ahead, hands clasped on the steering wheel, and I struggled to vocalize what he needed to hear, what would settle his mind over the bonding he’d begun among us. Perhaps fucking it out of his system, as Jaxon hadsaid,wouldwork. Once more feeling inept at relationships and choosing to trust my beta, I closed my eyes, basking in the scents of my mates and the warmth cradling my body that grew heavier with every passing mile.
Jaxon soothed his hands down my thighs, drawing my legs closed as he nuzzled in my neck, attentive and aware of my spiraling emotions as always. “This is only the beginning of our dreams coming true,” he whispered into my ear as if to assure me Patrick would eventually give in without holding back. “Ask your questions, Doc,” he stated after a quick nibble on my lobe.
Patrick readjusted his hold on the wheel but still didn’t glance our way at Jaxon’s suggestion. “I can’t process all of this right now.”
I pressed my lips tight, wishing with an ache in my chest for our alpha to work through the emotions battling in his head.
“I didn’t speak those words—whatever they were—willingly,” he finally said what I’d been sure about, his voice low. “It’s only fair that you both know.”
