Page 39 of Mating Mia (The Alphas’ Perfect Prey #2)

Jace moves closer, his hand slipping between Mia’s thighs, finding her clit through her panties. The fabric is already damp, a testament to how much she wants this.

She gasps as his finger circles her sensitive nub, her chest heaving with each breath.

The sight of her—flushed, wanting, desperate for us—makes my cock throb painfully against my zipper. I unbutton my jeans with quick, efficient movements, the relief immediate as my cock springs free, hard and ready.

I grip my cock, giving it two hard pumps.

Mia’s eyes drop to my cock, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. She reaches for me, small hand wrapping around my length with a confidence that still surprises me sometimes. Her palm is cool against my heated flesh, her grip firm but gentle as she strokes me from base to tip.

“Fuck, that feels good,” I groan, watching her hand work me with practiced ease. “Your hand feels so fucking perfect on my cock.”

“Not as perfect as it feels inside me,” she teases, her usual sass returning, squeezing me for emphasis.

My control snaps. I grab her wrist, stilling her motion before I orgasm.

“Jace,” I bark, my voice pure alpha command. “Get her panties off. Now.”

Jace drops to his knees in front of Mia, his golden head level with her mound. With a wicked grin, he takes the waistband of her panties between his teeth, tugging them down over her hips and thighs.

The sight sends a fresh surge of blood to my already aching cock.

Her thighs have filled out more since Ash’s birth. They’re even more lush, beautiful, and strong enough to grip our waists as we fuck her. The changes in her body only make her more attractive to me.

I stroke her lower belly, imagining it swollen with our next child. Her hand tightens around my cock, responding to my possessive touch.

“She’s ready,” Jace says from his position between her legs, his voice filled with awe. “Her pussy’s already so wet. Dripping for us.”

I need to see for myself.

I release her wrist, moving my hand between her thighs to feel the slick heat of her. My fingers slide through her folds, gathering the evidence of her arousal. She’s soaked. Her body is more than ready for our cocks to sink deep into her.

“Taste yourself,” I command, bringing my wet fingers to her lips. “Show me how much you want this.”

Her face turns pink as she takes my fingers into her mouth, sucking her juices from them with a thoroughness that makes my cock jump. She really needs my cock inside of her.

Her eyes close briefly, a small moan escaping her as she tastes herself.

“Good girl,” I praise, withdrawing my fingers with a wet pop. “Now let’s fill you up properly.”

I lift her by the hips, easily carrying her.

Her legs wrap around my waist instinctively as I position her over my cock, the head nudging against her entrance. The first push inside is always the hottest, tightest, warmest, and perfect. She gasps as I penetrate her, her pussy walls gripping me like a fist.

“Fuck,” I growl, pushing myself deeper into her heated entrance. “So tight, even after your heat. Like your pussy was made for my cock.”

She moans, her head falling back as I fill her. I hold her there, impaling on my length, her body adjusting to my dick inside of her.

Her eyes are glazed with pleasure, and I’m glad she’s no longer crying alone in the bathroom.

“I’m going to get you pregnant,” I promise, beginning to thrust in slow, measured strokes. “Going to breed you right now, fill you with my cum until it takes.”

She nods frantically, gasping with each thrust.

“Yes,” she whimpers. “Please, Kane. I want to be pregnant again so badly.”

I drive into her harder, feeling her pussy clench around me in response. Her tears are flowing again, but these are different—tears of pleasure, of overwhelming arousal. I lick them away, savoring the salt on my tongue.

Behind her, Finn moves closer, his hand sliding between her ass cheeks.

I feel the moment his finger pushes into her asshole.

Her body tenses, then relaxes as he works her open.

The knowledge that he’ll soon be inside her too, that we’ll be filling her from both ends, makes my thrusts more urgent, more primal.

“I’m in,” growls Finn, and we lift her high between us as we both thrust into her tight holes.

“Oh fuck Mia,” I growl, pushing deeper into her pussy as her legs wrap tighter around me. I’m so close, it’s so hard to talk. Suddenly, she clenches her pussy, and I can’t hold back anymore. “Fuck!”

My cum shoots deep inside her as she cries out, while gripping my upper arms tightly.

“Oh my god,” she screams, her head falling back against Finn’s chest as my cock begins to swell hard and fast.

Finn

My mouth presses against the soft curve of her shoulder as I pull back, my cock sliding almost completely out of her tight, clenching asshole before I thrust back in with more force.

The resistance is perfect—just enough to make her gasp, not enough to cause real pain. I’ve spent months learning her body, understanding exactly how much pressure she can take, how much she craves.

“Oh god, Finn,” she moans as I push deeper into her asshole as Kane climaxes in her pussy. I’m not done yet. Her ass is so fucking delicious, and it jiggles with each thrust. I can’t look away from the sight as I pound her in the butt for the next few minutes.

“That’s it,” I growl against her ear, my teeth grazing the sensitive shell. “Take all of me, little omega. Every fucking inch.”

She makes a broken sound, somewhere between a sob and a moan, her inner muscles clenching around me so tightly I nearly lose my rhythm. Her back arches, pressing her ass more firmly against my pelvis, taking me impossibly deeper.

“Finn,” she gasps in desperation. “Oh god, Finn, it’s so much.”

I wrap one arm around her waist, anchoring her between Kane and me while my other hand tangles in her hair, pulling just enough to arch her neck into a vulnerable curve.

The sight of her impaled on our cocks, tears of pleasure streaming down her flushed cheeks, completely at our mercy, makes my inner wolf howl with satisfaction.

“But you’re enjoying this, babe,” I growl as her breasts heave up and down from exertion. “Or do you want me to stop?”

“No!” she screams, and I smirk while Kane smiles proudly at our omega, his face content with having knotted her already.

From the corner of my eye, I see Jace standing nearby, one hand wrapped around his cock, the other reaching out to cup Mia’s breast through the purple fabric of her dress.

The garment is bunched awkwardly around her waist now, the top stretched tight across her heaving chest. Jace pinches her nipple through the cloth, drawing a sharp cry from her throat.

“She looks beautiful between you two,” grunts Jace, his voice filled with arousal as he jerks off. “Fucking gorgeous, taking both of you like that.”

He’s right. She is gorgeous—hair wild from my grip, lips swollen from Kane’s kisses, body flushed with pleasure as we use our omega thoroughly.

I pull back and thrust deeper, angling my hips to hit the spot that makes her whole body jerk. The tight ring of muscle grips me like a vise, hot and perfect around my aching cock.

“Your ass feels so good around my cock,” I murmur against her ear, knowing how the crude words affect her. “So fucking tight. My cock won’t be able to take much more.”

Her breathing hitches, internal muscles squeezing me in response to my words. I feel her getting wetter, her arousal so intense it’s soaking my cock.

The bathroom is filled with the obscene sounds of our mating. The wet slap of my balls against her ass, Mia’s desperate moans, our own harsh breathing. The mirror has fogged with the heat of our bodies, the small space becoming a sauna of pheromones, sweat, and sex.

I bury my face in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply.

Her scent is intoxicating—honey and vanilla overlaid with the sharp tang of arousal and the muskier notes of our scents already marking her from the inside. Something primal and possessive surges through me, a need to claim her so completely that no one could ever doubt she belongs to us.

Without conscious thought, my teeth find the tender spot where her neck meets her shoulder, directly over the mating mark we left months ago.

I bite down, not breaking the skin but applying enough pressure to make her feel it, to remind her body who she belongs to.

She cries out, her whole body convulsing between us. “Finn!”

Kane’s eyes narrow at my display of dominance, but he doesn’t stop me. He understands the need driving me, the alpha imperative to mark and claim.

“You’ve already marked me,” Mia gasps, her head falling back against my shoulder as I suck at the spot while thrusting into her from behind. “We’re already bonded.”

“Just making sure you know you’re my omega,” I growl, licking the mark to soothe the sting. “My love.”

Her pussy and ass gush in response, a flood of slick coating Kane’s cock and dripping down to where I’m buried in her ass. The additional lubrication makes my thrusts smoother, faster, and the drag of her tight passage against my cock sends sparks of pleasure up my spine.

Jace moves closer, his hand working his cock with quick, efficient strokes as he watches us. His other hand continues to tease Mia’s breast, pinching and rolling her nipple through the increasingly damp fabric of her dress.

“She’s getting close,” Kane observes, his voice strained with the effort of holding back his release. “I can feel her tightening around me.”

I can feel the subtle changes in her body, the way her ass muscles clench and release around my cock, the shift in her breathing from steady moans to short, desperate gasps. She’s close to the edge, and I’m determined to push her over.

I slide my hand from her waist down to where her body joins with Kane’s, finding her clit with practiced ease. The small nub is swollen and slick, throbbing beneath my touch.

I circle her clit with my finger, rubbing her until she gasps.