Page 67 of My Three Hometown Alphas

“I think our experiment worked,” he says with a smug smile. “He can share.” He thrusts his fist in the air a few times to emphasize the point.

I start laughing, burying my face against Will’s chest. He might be acting like he’s annoyed, but I can feel his chest shaking beneath me.

“You want more?” he asks.

I tip my chin up to look at his handsome face. “Always,” I say easily.

He quirks a brow. “I don’t think you want to say that. Everyone has a limit.”

“Maybe I don’t.”

“We’ll have to test that out some time,” he says. I open my mouth to protest, but he stops me. “Not today.”

“Will is a kinky motherfucker,” Miles says.

Will’s scowl is potent. “I am not, but even if I were, how the fuck would you know?”

Owen lets out a deep growl before reaching over Will to grab me. He hauls me up and over his brother until I’m straddling him.

My smile is so wide. I can’t help it.

“They can fight all they want, but I can’t wait anymore,” Owen says.

His need to have me is such a fucking turn-on.

“You want me?” I ask, sliding my wet clit against his length that’s trapped between us.

“Every minute of every day,” he says.

“Good thing I feel the same way.” I continue to slide against the underside of his hard cock. Tiny tingles of pleasure start to build from the small movement.

He grips the bottom of his hoodie, pulling it upward. “You can wear this again later because I love seeing you in my clothes, but I want to see all of you as I fuck you.”

God… fucking… damnit…

I hold my arms up, so he can easily pull it over my head. He moves to grip my hips, but I stop him. “I want to see you, too,” I tell him.

With the way he’s laying back against the pillows, it’s a challenge, but we manage to get his shirt off. The effort has both of us smiling.

I run my hands over his rippling muscles.Damn, he’s fine.

“Angel,” he says, a hint of amusement laced with a whole bunch of impatience.

I realize I’m just staring at his chest and abs. I move my gaze up to look him in the eye. “Sorry… what?”

“I need you.”

The sincerity in his words has me leaning forward to take his mouth in a passionate kiss. The things this man says are just…fuck.

A heartbeat later, he’s lifting my hips and sliding inside of me. I let out a strangled breath. It doesn’t matter how many times we’ve been together, the intensity of our connection never ceases to amaze me.

I start to grind against him, moving just right so his cock hits that delicious spot inside of me. I let out a moan of pleasure, tilting my head back.

“That’s it. Fuck yourself on my cock,” Owen say. His voice is gravelly with his own growing pleasure.

Holy fucking dirty talk.These men are going to kill me with their words alone.

“You want Will, too?” Owen asks.