Page 89 of Claimed By the Psychos

She preens at the compliment, then takes Archer deep enough that he makes a sound I've never heard from him before. We find a rhythm, Archer and I, pushing and pulling. Every thrust from me drives her onto his cock, every pull back has her following my movement.

"Close," I warn, because between her tight heat and the whole situation, I'm not going to last much longer. "Juniper, I'm?—"

"Inside," she gasps around Archer's cock. "Want your knot."

Those words destroy what's left of my control. I slam into her one last time, feeling my knot start to swell as I come harder than I have in years. The expansion locks us together, and the feeling of being connected to her like this, as primal as it gets, makes my whole body shake.

Archer's not far behind, and when he comes, Juniper swallows everything with a satisfaction that's obvious even from my position behind her.

"Fuck," Archer breathes, collapsing back against the headboard. "That was..."

"Just the beginning," Juniper says, and despite having two orgasms and currently being locked on my knot, she sounds ready for more. Her eyes find Elias, still against the wall, still hard. "You're being so patient."

"I'm enjoying the show," he says, but his voice is strained.

"But then again," she continues with a sly smile, "you did have a turn the other day, didn't you?"

Elias flushes slightly.

"I'd rather come inside you," he admits. "If you'll let me."

She purrs, a soft, warm sound that makes my knot even harder, and the vibration travels through her body to where we're connected. "I promise I'll make it worth the wait."

I groan, partly from the sensation and partly from the promise in her voice. "You're an insatiable little thing, aren't you?"

Felix snorts from his position among the pillows. "You have no idea."

"Felix," Juniper complains, but she's grinning.

"They should know what they're getting into," he teases.

We stay locked together for another fifteen minutes, Juniper occasionally shifting in ways that make me see stars. Carlisle returns with water bottles, energy bars, and enough towels tostock a small hotel. He looks entirely too pleased with the scene he's returned to.

"Starting to think we're going to need a schedule," he observes. "Maybe a sign-up sheet."

"No paperwork," Juniper says with an authoritative scowl.

"Chaos it is," Carlisle agrees with a chuckle.

When my knot finally goes down enough to pull out, I do so carefully, aware that she's probably sore despite her slick. She makes a soft sound at the loss, and I can't help pressing a kiss to her shoulder.

"Be right back," I murmur. "Just need to clean up."

I grab one of Carlisle's towels and head to the bathroom, needing a moment to process what just happened. I just fucked our scent match. Knotted her while Felix watched, while he gave permission and guidance and seemed genuinely okay with it. But I can't help but wonder if he really is.

After all, this whole time, it's just been the two of them, presumably. This has to be unsettling, whether he's letting on or not.

When I step out into the hall and find him leaning against the wall, lost in thought, my suspicions seem a little more founded.

"You okay?" I ask, because someone needs to.

He gives me a look like I've grown a second head. "Why wouldn't I be?"

I shrug. "Juniper's first heat with the pack. That has to be a little weird for you."

His expression shifts to annoyance. "It's a heat. I've shared her with alphas during heats before."

The casual way he says it makes my chest tight. And a little possessive at the thought of other alphas touching her. "Doesn't make it easy."