Page 20 of Love in Excess (Beta Accepted #9)
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I fucking love Lincoln’s taste but I’m also irritated and hot, my panties soaked all over again.
As much as I want to wait, I can’t. Not anymore.
A whine tears from my throat as I push to my feet, shedding my panties without a care in the world.
Lincoln is just staring, a mildly amused smile on his face as I stumble toward Hunter. I need relief .
Hunter catches me as he falls back into the seat, keeping me from climbing onto his lap as he says something to Lincoln.
There’s a flurry of movement and then Lincoln’s wiping Hunter’s cock down.
Only then does Hunter release me so that I can take what I need, the heat in my body not settling until I’m lowering myself onto my Alpha, my head falling against his shoulder.
“It’s close, Alpha. Fuck, it’s so close.”
He knows I’m talking about my heat, that blinding need for cocks and cum and cuddles. I made a joke that it was the terror of the three c’s and he said to never say that again. I still find it funny, even if I need more stimulation than what he’s giving me right now.
“You okay, baby girl?”
I mumble a yes, the terror from earlier pushed away in lieu of these Omega pheromones. I almost wonder if Carter chasing after me is pushing my body to reconnect with my mates, as if needing them is healing me faster than anything else would.
I blindly reach for Lincoln, my Beta coming close enough for me to wrap my hand around his cock. I need him too. I need them both.
Hunter just chuckles. “You got everything you need, baby girl?”
“Knot me, you fucker,” I laugh out, Hunter growling into my shoulder as he thrusts up into my pussy, his knot still swollen from fucking Lincoln.
A scream tears from my throat before I find the tip of Lincoln’s cock, sucking on the metal there.
He grunts as my sounds vibrate through his length, one of his hands gently sliding into my twists.
The combination of my Alpha’s knot and my Beta’s taste on my tongue has me in heavenly bliss, Hunter picking up his pace.
His knot keeps pushing in and out of me, already swelling again, responding to my body’s needs.
I just hold on for the ride, enraptured as Hunter turns his attention to Lincoln’s cock, his tongue dragging along the part I can’t stuff into my mouth.
My body rumbles with pleasure as Lincoln tightens his grip in my hair, his face contorted in ecstasy, his other hand moving to grip Hunter’s shoulder.
Jesus Christ, we need to do this all the time.
Hunter makes one last thrust up into me, his knot locking us together as I continue sucking on Lincoln’s tip, letting Hunter tease the metal rungs.
I try to catch everything in my mouth this time but am rudely yanked back by my Alpha, Lincoln coating my chin and chest, cum dripping down to my stomach and where I’m stuffed with Hunter’s knot.
Lincoln lets out a garbled sound as he pulls back, his eyes widening as if he’s about to apologize.
But for some reason, I really like this. Like really like this.
Without even realizing it, Lincoln claimed me in his own way, his nostrils flaring as his scent temporarily coats mine.
“ Mine ,” he growls out, his pupils dilated so much that I’m not even sure he knows what he just said.
I almost repeat it back to him before finding lips on my neck, Hunter cleaning Lincoln’s taste off my skin.
And then Lincoln does something I never thought would happen in a million years.
He drags his fingers through his cum just over my tit and then holds it up to my lips.
I eagerly suck those digits into my mouth, keeping my gaze firmly locked on him.
A shudder runs down my spine as I start rocking myself on Hunter’s knot, soon coming again as Lincoln feeds me his come.
The mixture of their touch has me wild with need, the heat dissipating and replaced with the knowledge that these men are mine. And I’m not letting them go anywhere.
The only thing that’s missing is Hunter claiming Lincoln.
Hunter chuckles against my tit, teasing my nipple through the lace bra. “Soon, baby girl.” He already knows what I’m thinking, what I want because it’s clear he wants the same thing.
So, I say the one thing I had meant to say a few minutes ago. “You’re mine too, Lincoln and don’t you forget it.”