Page 18 of Marked by the Pack (Crooked Point #2)

Monday

Zoey

I stared down at Huxley’s abs. They were wet from the rain and the fire light almost made them shimmer.

He practically looked like an oiled-up stripper.

And the fact that there were two of them made it seem like I was watching a strip show.

Especially because they’d both just taken off their shirts.

But they didn’t start dancing. They just prowled toward me.

Ace stopped right in front of me. My breath caught in my throat as he lightly touched the bottom of my chin so my gaze would meet his.

Huxley walked behind me. He reached out and gently traced the side of my neck with the back of his knuckles. His fingers moved across my shoulder, lightly nudging my robe down my bicep.

Ace’s eyes fell to the tops of my breasts. “Your skin is pebbling under my brother’s touch.” He reached out and undid the knot of my sash.

I had to stifle a moan as Huxley yanked the fabric lower.

My satin robe pooled around my feet. I was standing between them in just my lacy lingerie from my livestream.

And I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t been thinking about this moment.

Being with Ace and Huxley again. I’d been dreaming of it. But …

Huxley grabbed my hips, pulling my ass against him.

Fuck, I could already feel how hard he was. I instinctively reached my hand up behind me, grabbing the back of his neck. He lowered his mouth to my shoulder. “Hmm,” Huxley said. “My brother left a mark on you. Did you like that?”

This time I didn’t hide my moan.

“That’s a yes,” Huxley said. “You like a little bit of pain with your pleasure, don’t you, Zoey?”

Yes.

Ace reached out and trailed his fingers down my stomach. The pads of his fingers were rough. And I swear it ignited something inside of me.

He smiled. “I bet you’ve been dreaming about what we’d do to you next. Where I’d mark you next.” He trailed his index finger above the waistline of my thong.

I shifted my hips forward but Huxley pulled me back against his hardness.

His hand wrapped around my waist and slid underneath the fabric before his brother got a chance.

God. I let my head fall back against his shoulder.

Huxley trailed his fingers all around me, teasing me, not touching my clit or my wetness. I tried to shift forward again to make his fingers touch where I needed him. But he just tightened his grip on my hip.

Ace leaned forward, kissing me between my breasts. “How badly do you want my brother to touch you right now?” His teeth tugged on one of my nipples through my lacy bra.

I moaned.

“That’s not an answer,” Ace said. “Tell us.”

I dug my fingers into Huxley’s neck. “Desperately,” I said .

Huxley immediately slid two fingers inside of me. “She’s so wet for us,” he said.

Fuck.

“You have been dreaming of us, haven’t you?” Ace asked as his brother kissed my shoulder again.

“Yes.”

Ace grabbed the side of my face so I’d meet his lips. He slid his tongue into my mouth, somehow matching the pace of Huxley’s fingers inside of me. God, how were they so in sync? I grabbed the back of Ace’s head, deepening the kiss, holding both men in place against me.

Huxley moved his fingers in an out of me, his thumb lazily circling my clit.

I pressed my ass against him.

“You like my brother’s tongue down your throat and my fingers in your greedy pussy, don’t you?”

I moaned into Ace’s mouth. All I could think about was more. I let go of the back of Ace’s head and ran my fingers down his six pack. I started fumbling with the button on his jeans as he bit down on my lip.

God, I needed him. I wanted him. I wanted both of them.

Wait. I pulled back from the kiss. “What about Otto?”

Ace smiled at me. “What about Otto?” He took my hand and pulled it down, lowering the zipper of his pants.

I tried to move my hand, but Ace kept it firmly in place. And I didn’t try to move it again. He was so hard. I wanted to feel him inside of me this time. But… “Otto and I…we’ve been… ”

“Otto’s been trying to keep you all to himself, but that’s not how this works.” He moved my hand beneath his jeans, pressing my palm directly against his hardness.

“He sent us here to take care of you,” Huxley said as he slipped another finger inside of me.

I stifled my moan as I wrapped my hand around Ace.

Huxley kissed my shoulder again. “He knows we’re going to fuck you. And he knows you’re going to like it.”

Huxley was right. The last time I’d been around the twins, things had gotten heated. Otto knew that. He knew what would happen when he sent them here to take care of me. He wanted to share me. And I wanted to be shared.

Ace touched the side of my face again. “Don’t you remember the last time we were all together?” He kissed the side of my jaw, his soft lips chasing away the roughness of his palm.

Yes, I remembered. Vividly. I moved my hand up and down Ace’s length as Huxley moved his fingers faster inside of me. God, I could barely think straight.

“Just like tonight, you had your hand in my brother’s pants,” Huxley said against the bite mark on my shoulder. “And my cock in the back of your throat. Don’t you remember that?” He circled my clit faster.

“Yes!” I tightened my fingers on the back of Huxley’s neck. I didn’t want him to move. I wanted him to keep kissing my shoulder and moving his fingers faster and faster. God.

Ace pressed a soft kiss against my lips. “My brother talked so much about how good your mouth felt. I think it’s my turn to experience that. ”

“And I want to know how your pussy feels around my cock,” Huxley said. His fingers slid out of my wetness. He grabbed the cups of my bra and pulled them, ripping the fabric in two.

Jesus. “You couldn’t use the clasp?” I instinctively put my arm over my chest.

He ripped my thong in half too.

I squealed.

“I’ll buy you a new set, princess,” Huxley said “Now bend over.”

Ace pulled my arm down, exposing my breasts to him. “You heard my brother.” He pushed his jeans and boxers down his hips, revealing his hard cock. “Bend over.”

I smiled at him as I bent over, arching my back. I knew the perfect angle to make them go crazy. I’d been practicing in front of the camera for years.

Ace groaned. He touched the bottom of my chin again. The shadows from the fire danced across his handsome features. But his grin was devilish now. “Moan around my cock.” He shoved his length into the back of my throat as Huxley thrust inside of me.

Fuck.

Huxley was thicker than Otto. And I moaned around Ace’s cock as Huxley stretched me.

I loved this angle, but usually I was on all fours. I would have fallen forward, but Huxley’s fingers dug into my hips, holding me in place.

Every time I went all the way down on Ace’s cock, Huxley pulled me backward onto his.

I reached out, grabbing on to Ace’s butt. It was unfair that his ass was as firm as his abs. Such perfection shouldn’t be allowed. My mind went numb as Huxley thrust deeper inside of me.

My lips parted as I moaned.

Which Ace did not appreciate. Because he grabbed a handful of my hair and started guiding my pace. I didn’t mind at all. The way he tugged at my hair. The way his brother was fucking me from behind. I loved all of it.

I gripped Ace’s ass, pulling his cock all the way to the back of my throat.

“Fuck,” he groaned.

Huxley quickened his pace. His fingers digging into my hips so hard they stung. I was pretty sure he was going to leave the marks on me tonight instead of his brother.

“You were right,” Ace said. “Her mouth is a fucking miracle.”

“Just wait till you feel her tight little pussy,” Huxley said. His hands eased on my hips. “And her ass is perfect.” One of his hands cupped my ass cheek and gave it a hard squeeze.

Something about them talking about me while they filled me… My body started shuddering.

“She’s about to come,” Huxley said. “Zoey, be a good girl and show my brother how much you’re enjoying yourself.”

Fuck.

Ace gripped my hair tighter as Huxley slid one hand around my waist. His thumb brushed against my clit.

My body shuddered again.

“So responsive,” Huxley said. He moved his thumb faster and he thrust into me harder.

I shifted forward, my nose pressing against Ace’s happy trail. And I came. Hard .

Huxley groaned. “The way she grips me.”

Ace thrust forward even more, pushing his tip into the back of my throat.

“She’s gripping me too,” he said.

I tightened my lips even more.

He groaned. “Just like that, Zoey.”

I couldn’t breathe. And I didn’t even care. All I could feel was my pussy clenching around Huxley’s length. And Ace’s fingers gripping my hair, pulling it just the way I liked.

Huxley groaned again as he came.

And Ace exploded into the back of my throat.

“Drink it down,” he said as he eased his grip in my hair. “All of it.” His hand ran gently down the side of my neck as I did what he said.

His hand fell from my neck as Huxley’s hand fell from my clit. And I heard them high five above me.

I laughed around Ace’s cock.

“Fuck, Zoey.”

I pulled back and stared up at him. “Did you two just high five?”

Ace smiled down at me with a shrug.

I turned around to look at Huxley over my shoulder.

Huxley’s smile matched his brother’s. “I mean…you gotta complete the Eiffel Tower.” He reached out his hand above me and they high fived again. Completing the perfect Eiffel Tower shape. I laughed again.

Huxley lightly slapped my ass. “You’re going to make me hard again.” He pulled out of me.

I was relieved to see he was wearing a condom. Because I’d kind of forgotten to ask him to. Hmm. Maybe Emma did have a right to be worried about me. It was easy to get carried away when two sexy twins showed up soaking wet on your doorstep during a thunderstorm. It could have happened to anyone.

My body was slick with sweat. From the fire. From what they just did to me. I grabbed my robe off the ground and pulled it around me.

“Suddenly shy?” Ace asked. He closed the distance between us and kissed me again.

God, I loved his kisses. I buried my fingers in his hair. But his mouth moved to the side of my neck. He sucked on my skin. And I was positive he was leaving a bruise. I moaned. He had warned me that he was going to mark me again.

I laughed as he pulled away. I put my hand over my neck.

He smiled at me. “A reminder that you belong to me too.”

I belong to all three of them. Thinking of Otto reminded me of Emma’s request. And my own questions. “When is Bennett coming back to town? I really need to talk to him.”

Huxley sat down on the couch and pulled me on top of him.

I straddled his waist and his hands settled on my hips.

“I have something to remind you too,” he said, ignoring my question. He nodded toward the discarded box of doughnuts. “Open it.”

Honestly, I could go for a doughnut. I flipped open the lid. There were doughnuts in there. But also a long black box.

I looked back at him.

“Open it,” he said again .

I picked up the box. The material on the lid was velvety. And I knew whatever was inside was expensive. I lifted the lid. A gold necklace was sitting there. With etchings that reminded me of Bennett’s watch. I wasn’t sure what any of them meant. But it was beautiful.

“May I?” Huxley asked.

I nodded.

He lifted it from the box.

Ace pulled my hair off the back of my neck as Huxley hooked the necklace.

No, not just a necklace. I reached my hand up to where the necklace hadn’t moved.

It was a choker. And heavier than I expected it to be.

It was probably pure gold. And it was just tight enough for me to be constantly reminded of it sitting against my throat.

I was pretty sure that was Huxley’s intention.

“But yes. You should talk to Bennett about what’s going on. He and Titan are both coming back to town early in the morning.”

I knew why I wanted to talk to Bennett. But why did Huxley think I needed to exactly? “You want me to tell him about us?” I mean, I guess that was a good thing. We wouldn’t have to sneak around anymore then, right?

Ace sat down on the couch and grabbed a doughnut from the box. “Because he’s a part of it too.”

“You mean…” I swallowed hard. “He usually dates the same girl as you guys and Otto?”

“Him and Titan, yeah.”

Bennett and Titan? Holy shit. All five of them? I couldn’t help it. I was actually really excited about this. I’d never been with five men at the same time before. The logistics of it were already firing through my mind. Yes, please.

“And Bennett usually chooses who we’re with,” Ace said. “Actually, he always chooses who.”

What? “Always? But…he’s told me he’s not interested in me.

” And I’m pretty sure Titan hates me. Shit.

So that was why Otto was sneaking around with me.

Because…he wasn’t technically supposed to be dating me?

But… damn it! I didn’t want to stop dating Otto, Huxley, and Ace just because Bennett didn’t want me.

And he was also still hung up on Emma. This was terrible.

“Yeah,” Huxley said. He lifted his hand and let his thumb trail along the choker. “So we need to figure out a way to convince Bennett to let us keep you.”