Page 178 of My Unhinged Alphas
Because they’re all watching. Because every little sound I make gets answered. Because the whole room is arranged around my pleasure now, not theirs.
The second I start trembling, Knox stops caring about appearances completely and gets both hands on me, opening my jeans, slipping inside them, touching me directly until I gasp and lose the rhythm of my hand on Havoc.
“There,” he murmurs. “That’s what you need?”
I moan and nod.
Havoc reaches out and tips my chin up with two fingers. “Use your words.”
I’m breathless already. “That. Right there.”
He grins. “Good girl.”
Vale threads a hand into my hair and says my name like he’s trying not to come just from watching the other two take me apart. Havoc strokes himself while I suck him, and Knox keeps rubbing me in exactly the way that makes my whole body shake around the building pressure.
Then Havoc says, “Sit back.”
I do.
He pushes me gently onto the bed, not rough, just enough to rearrange me where he wants me. Vale stays propped against the headboard, flushed and hard and watching with that dark, intent stare of his, while Knox kneels behind me and spreads my thighs wider. Havoc settles between them on the mattress in front of me, still stroking himself, eyes locked on my face.
“Touch her,” he says to Knox.
Knox’s fingers slide inside me immediately.
I cry out.
Vale groans and fists his cock harder.
“Better,” Havoc says, watching all of it. “Now look at us.”
I force my eyes open.
Havoc’s hand comes down over mine and moves it between my legs, making me rub myself while Knox keeps me open and Vale watches, half-ruined already.
“Show us,” Havoc says.
I do.
I touch myself harder with his hand over mine, Knox’s fingers inside me, Vale breathing my name like he’s praying badly. It stops feeling serious and starts feeling fun again, exactly the way I wanted. A little filthy, a little bossy, all of them more interested in getting a reaction out of me than anything else.
I laugh once, helplessly, when Havoc bites my thigh and Vale nearly comes just from the sound.
“What?” Havoc asks.
“You’re all ridiculous.”
Knox says, “Keep touching yourself.”
Vale adds, voice rough, “Don’t stop.”
Havoc smiles. “See? Teamwork.”
Then he grabs me. Not hard enough to hurt, just fast enough that I yelp when he pulls me toward him across the sheets. He laughs at the sound, low and pleased, and before I can say anything sharp back, he pushes my thighs open and puts his mouth on me.
Oh.
Everything in me jerks.
