Page 71 of Into the Fire: After

“Same rules apply as before.Noandstopare full sentences for everyone.” Shirt still open, Brea stood, a queen surveying her subjects. “Taryn, pull Caine’s cock out.”

Said cock gave a nearly painful throb at her words. Another as Taryn, devilish grin on her face, crawled her way toward me, those perfect tits swinging as she moved. My palms ached to cradle them. She knelt before me, leaning up to take my lips—

“That’s not where his penis is, Teacup,” Brea interrupted. She traced a lazy finger over the swells of her own cleavage, almost absently. It heated my blood even further.

Taryn rolled her eyes then blew me a kiss—no contact, so no rules broken—and bent to unbutton my jeans. To unzip them. To open the front and slip her hand beneath the band of my boxers and close it around my cock and bring it out into the room.

My sunshine. Gripping my cock.

My pack, gathered around me.

Fuck, already it was already so much. Too much.

Closer. More.

“Choke on him.”

Dear fucking god.

Taryn lowered her head, and next second my tip was hitting the back of her throat. How my head didn't hit the ceiling as I jolted, I had no clue.

“Lin,” Brea said as Taryn gave my dick a slow, tight pump out then in her mouth. “My omega should be completely bare.”

Through my crossed fucking eyes, I watched our head alpha—kneeling before our queen—run his hands over Taryn’s hips before rolling her underwear down. My cock jostled slightly between her lips as she lifted one knee, then the other for Lin to remove them. She watched me through her lashes as shehollowed her cheeks and took me so far down that her throat squeezed me like her goddamn hand.

A strangled gasp blew from my lips as I knotted my fingers in her hair.

“Hands to yourself, Alpha,” Brea snapped, tone sharp. “You haven’t been instructed to touch my omega.”

Tearing my hands from her hair felt akin to pulling my arms from my torso, but I did it. Teeth gritted. Fingers fisted at my sides as my omega worked my dick like a goddamn musical instrument and she, a prodigy.

“Beta. Make my omega come on your tongue.

“Caine, you will not come until I give you permission. Am I understood?”

Taryn chose that moment to release my shaft and shift to my balls, sucking one between her lips and kneading the other firmly between her fingers.

Someone said something about coming? Because fuck me I’m about at the edge—

“Caine. I gave you an order.”

But her mouth was so soft.

Her tongue warm against my sensitive skin.

Our bond alight with excitement and pleasure as Brooks got straight to work like he was getting paid.

“Taryn, stop.”

She pulled away immediately, and I growled at the loss. My alpha reared its head, though didn’t put up a real fight for control. I opened my eyes and sought out Brea. She stood, crossed arms pushing her tits together and drawing me ever closer to that edge I wanted to jump from.

“Caine.”

Her tone demanded obedience. My alpha sat upright, back ramrod straight, ready to take her orders.

Human Caine, though…

“What’ll you do to me if I disobey?” I panted out, hands shaking I clenched them so hard.