Page 66 of My Three Hometown Alphas

“You want to come?” he asks. His voice is a little louder, so his brothers can hear.

I nod my head against him.

“Use your words, gorgeous,” he says as his fingers continue their leisurely circles across my aching bundle of nerves.

Where the hell did this version of Miles come from?

Him being demanding like this is hot as fuck. I’m quickly learning every version of him is mouthwatering.

“Please make me come,” I breathe out, reveling in how Will and Owen’s eyes darken.

It doesn’t even take thirty second for my orgasm to slam into me when Miles presses just a little harder against me. My eyes press shut as I moan loudly.

“Eyes open,” Will says.

I immediately obey. His tone sends a shiver straight though me as the waves of pleasure roll over me.

Miles continues to circle my clit until I’m overstimulated and trying to squirm away from him.

“Sorry,” Miles whispers. His fingers still, but they remain resting against my dripping pussy. “Maybe we should see if Will really is ready to share.”

My brain is still foggy from the orgasm, so all I get out is a humming noise. Finally moving his hand, he pulls my underwear down my legs.

I help kick them off once they’re low enough, and then he pushes the hoodie up, giving them all an unobstructed view of my lower half.

Miles grabs my leg, hiking it up over his thigh. Owen curses under his breath.

At some point, Miles must have removed his own pants and boxers because his cock is now nudging at my entrance. I moan again. My hips are moving of their own accord, desperate for him to be inside me already.

Just when I think he’s going to continue to tease me for eternity, he slams his hips against me until he’s completely buried inside of me.

My hand scrambles forward, desperately searching for something to hold on to, something to keep me tethered to reality. I’m barely even aware of it, but my hand latches onto Will’s chest. I can feel his heart pounding beneath my palm.

Miles is done with the slow teasing. His thrusts are sharp and brutal now.

“Fuck,” I hiss, tightening my hold on Will’s shirt.

My walls are already tightening around him as he slams into my g-spot over and over again. Will covers my hand with his own, and I meet his gaze.

I half-expect him to push me away or leave in an angry huff, but all I see staring back at me are endless pools of lust.

Will mutters one word. “Come.”

I’m floating, or maybe falling. I don’t even know anymore, but I don’t care. The pleasure is so all-consuming I lose the capability to care about anything else.

Miles’ hand, which has been locked on my hip, slides around my waist. His embrace softens as he cradles me against him, both of us riding out the high of our orgasms.

“Fuck, Avery,” Miles whispers against my neck.

My eyes move from Will to Owen. His chest is heaving as he stares down at me. He’s freed his cock from his boxers and is slowly stroking himself.

The sight makes my pussy spasm.

Miles grunts from behind me, his softening cock still deep inside me.

“I think our girl wants more,” Miles says. He tilts my chin to the side so he can kiss me. Kissing him gives me a feeling of freedom I’ve never embraced before.

Never been able to.