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I lower my head, taking one peak in my mouth. She tastes clean and warm. Her hands find my hair, holding me close as I work her with lips and teeth and tongue. My other hand keeps her other breast occupied, rolling the nipple between my fingers.

I switch sides, using teeth this time. She arches with a breathy "oh."

Zayn shifts, adjusting himself. My packmates getting hard watching me pleasure our mate adds another layer to the whole experience. One I decide I want to repeat every single night, forever.

I trail kisses down her stomach, tongue dipping into her navel. Her hands loosen in my hair, letting me explore.

"Lie back," I murmur against her skin.

She settles into the pillows, hair spread around her. I continue mapping her body, cataloging responses. The spot below her ear that makes her gasp. The curve of her hip that makes her squirm. The inside of her thigh that makes her legs fall open.

By the time I settle between her thighs, she's panting. I look up for permission.

"Please," she whispers. "I want your mouth again."

I breathe her in, arousal mixed with satisfaction from earlier. She's already wet, pink and swollen. My cock throbs, demanding attention I ignore at the memory of tasting her last night. Too briefly for my liking. But right now, she's all mine. No contest, no switching off to the others.

As captain, I'm used to putting the others first, but this woman makes me want to be selfish.

I start with broad strokes of my tongue, learning her taste. She jerks at the first touch of my tongue to her clit. I explore thoroughly, alternating pressure and rhythm based on her responses. When she's trembling, I slide one finger inside.

Tight. Wet. Perfect.

"More," she gasps, hips lifting.

I add a second finger, stretching gently while my tongue works her clit. I curl my fingers, searching, and know I've found it when she cries out.

"There. Right there, don't stop."

I maintain the rhythm, fingers stroking that spot while my tongue circles her clit. She's close, body tensing.

"I'm close," she warns. "So close."

"Let go," I growl against her. "Let us see you come."

She shatters with a cry, clenching around my fingers. I work her through it until she pushes at my shoulder, oversensitive.

I press a kiss to her thigh before moving up beside her. Her eyes are closed, chest heaving. When they open, satisfaction glows there.

"That was incredible." She laughs softly. " Wow ."

"Just starting," I promise. "Are you ready for more?"

Her gaze drops to my obvious erection. "Definitely. But you should get naked first."

I stand and strip, letting her look. Her eyes widen at my cock, at the beginning swell of my knot at the base.

"Impressive," she murmurs, taking a longer look than she did last night now that she's as focused on me as I am on her, the others fading into the background even though I can tell from the scent of arousal and labored breathing they're still there.

"Alpha genetics," Zayn supplies, his own arousal evident. "Blessing and curse."

"Which is why we're going slow," Darren adds.

Lexie looks at each of us, taking in our various states of arousal. There's no fear in her eyes, just interest.

"I'm not feeling patient," she admits. "But I understand the need for preparation."

"Patience pays off," I assure her, rejoining her on the bed. "And there's plenty we can do meanwhile."

I kiss her deep, letting her taste herself. She pulls me closer, skin to skin sending hunger through me.

"Do you taste that?" I purr. "How fucking sweet you are?"

Her cheeks color beautifully. "Jax…"

I position myself between her thighs, my cock brushing her entrance. She gasps, hips lifting in invitation.

"You sure?" I check. "We can wait."

"I'm sure." Her gaze is steady. "I want this. Want you."

Fuck, those are the sweetest words in the English language on her lips.

I guide myself to her entrance and push forward slowly. She's tight. Even tighter than expected. I ease in gradually, letting her adjust. When I'm seated deep, everything but the knot, we both groan.

"You okay?" I hold still despite the desperate need to move.

"More than okay." Her nails dig into my shoulders. "Move, Jax. Please."

I start slow, with shallow thrusts while she adjusts. Her body relaxes around me with each stroke. Tight, wet heat gripping my cock perfectly.

"So good," I murmur, increasing pace as she starts meeting my thrusts. "You feel amazing."

"You too," she gasps when I hit the right angle. "There, please."

I maintain that angle, watching pleasure build across her face. Her hands clutch my shoulders, legs wrapping around my waist to pull me deeper.

Around us, the others watch. Zayn's shoved his pants down, stroking himself. Aidan's hand moves under his clothes. Dmitri and Darren show more control, but arousal tightens their expressions.

Knowing they're watching, getting off on seeing me claim our mate, it intensifies everything.

I increase the pace, driven by her encouraging sounds. She's taking me easier now, wet and open.

"Close," she warns. "So close."

I find her clit with my thumb, circling in rhythm with my thrusts. She comes immediately, clenching around me with my name on her lips.

Her orgasm nearly triggers mine. My knot bumps against her with each thrust, but she can't take it yet, so I focus on extending her pleasure.

When she comes down, her eyes meeting mine with dazed satisfaction, I slow but don't stop. "How you doing, beautiful?" I ask, my voice strained with how much I want her. How much I need to be inside her, filling her.

"Amazing," she confirms. "Don't stop. Please."

I maintain that steady rhythm that has her gasping again quickly. I'm close, the pressure building, my knot beginning to swell. Normally I'd press for entrance, lock us together.

But Lexie's not ready. I can feel it in the way her body resists me, even as she's clearly trying to take more. So I focus on her pleasure, driving us both toward release.

"I'm going to come soon," I warn her, my voice rough with control. "Not knotting you, but I need to know… inside or out?"

"Inside," she decides immediately. "I'm on birth control, and I… I want to feel you."

Her permission sends heat through me, along with a possessive satisfaction at marking her this way. I increase the force of my thrusts as my control slips.

Her second orgasm surprises us both, her pussy suddenly clenching even tighter around me as she cries out. The rhythmic pulse of her around my cock sends me over the edge.

I come with her name on my lips, hips pressed tight to hers as I empty inside her. My knot swells partially outside the perfect heat of her cunt, but even though we're not locked, it's still intense. So intense my vision whites out for a moment.

We stay connected, both panting. Her hands stroke my back, grounding me. When I withdraw carefully, she makes a soft sound of loss.

"That was so... fuck, I'm running out of adjectives."

"Agreed." I kiss her forehead before lying beside her. "Thank you for trusting me, Lexie."

"I didn't take your knot," she says, her brow furrowing slightly, her breath still strained from exertion.

I stroke a strand of hair out of her perfect face. "You were so good for me," I murmur. "When the time's right and you're ready, it will happen. And we'll enjoy every moment, every touch it takes to get there."

Her gaze softens at the reassurance and I finally pull away, knowing I have to share her.

She looks at the others. Zayn's already finished. Aidan looks close. Dmitri and Darren are hard but controlled.

"I think we've created a situation," she observes with a smile.

"They can handle themselves," I assure her. "Unless you're offering."

She considers. "Maybe one more. But not all the way. I'm too sensitive after you."

Darren's eyes widen at the invitation. "You sure? No obligation."

"It's not obligation." She stretches, drawing all our eyes to the elegant curves of her body. "It's want. I want your mouth again, Darren."

The request sends heat through me despite just coming. Watching Darren pleasure her, make her fall apart… I want to see it.

The chorus of approving alpha growls from around the room makes it clear we all do.

Darren positions himself between her thighs. He'll be tasting where I marked her with my seed, but he shows no hesitation.

He starts gentle, letting her recover. She sighs, digging her hand into his hair. When he reaches where I left my claim, tasting us mixed together, it should be strange. Instead it feels right. A pack sharing pleasure. Sharing our mate.

Lexie's responses grow enthusiastic as Darren finds his rhythm. I stroke her hair, her breasts, adding to the sensation he's lavishing on her.

"I can't," she gasps, tugging at his hair. "Please... inside?"

Darren moves eagerly, climbing on top of her and sliding into her slick heat where I was moments ago. Watching him thrust into her, his cock coated in my release—fuck.

The others find their release as they watch Darren bring her to the precipice of another orgasm. Our girl has stamina.

Good. She'll need it to keep up with four alphas and one omega who's as desperate for her as we are.

Aidan comes first with a muffled groan. Dmitri is near silent. Zayn watches with satisfaction until the very last moment, where he spills over his hand at the sound of Lexie coming apart.

Lexie's next orgasm is gentler but still intense. She sighs Darren's name, trembling as she comes. He follows quickly, and watching him drive into her makes my spent cock twitch.

"Fuck!" Lexie cries as Darren finishes inside her. "Fucking fuck!"

"We really need a thesaurus," Zayn drawls, but his gaze stays dark on them. "I need her to scream every word in the English language in that exact tone."

"Thoughtful," she retorts playfully, still breathless.

I stroke her hair, Darren still trembling on top of her as he comes down from his release. "How are you feeling?"

"Amazing." She stretches. "A bit sore in the best way possible, and…"

"And?"

"And now I really want you to knot me," she breathes. "Not right now. I'd pass out. But..."

Tenderness washes through me. "We want that, too, beautiful. More than you have any idea."

"Like he said, it'll be worth the wait," Aidan says with a sleepy, satisfied grin.

"Besides," Zayn sits up, stretching. "The journey's half the fun."

For once, we agree on something.