Page 177 of My Unhinged Alphas
That’s when I feel Knox move behind me. Not suddenly. Not like he’s claiming anything. Just the shift of his weight as he gets up from the chair and comes closer, drawn in despite himself. I don’t turn. I can feel him there, all control and tension and the effort of still pretending he isn’t part of this.
I moan around Vale on purpose.
Knox exhales once, sharply.
Havoc catches it and smiles at the side of his mouth. “Well, now.”
I pull off Vale again, lips wet, breathing harder, and look up at Knox over my shoulder. “You can stand there and judge, or you can help.”
Knox goes still for half a second.
Then his hand settles at my waist. Warm. Heavy. Certain.
Not judging.
I smile and turn back to Vale.
From there it gets easier. More fluid. Less about deciding and more about answering whatever the room asks for next.
I keep my mouth on Vale while Knox’s hand slides slowly over my stomach and lower, easing under the waistband of myjeans until his fingers find me already wet. The first deliberate stroke makes my hips jerk and Vale groan at the vibration in my throat.
Havoc laughs softly, delighted. “Fuck, yes.”
I pull off Vale just long enough to say, breathless, “Still watching?”
He leans in. “Still waiting my turn.”
I like the sound of that. So I make him wait a little longer.
I let Knox work me open with his fingers from behind, calm and maddeningly precise, while I keep sucking Vale and looking at Havoc whenever I can. He gets harder and quieter every time I do. That pleases me more than it should.
When I finally reach for him, he looks almost relieved.
“About time,” he mutters.
I laugh and touch him through his jeans first, making him swear under his breath.
“Such a baby.”
“Say that again when your mouth is full.”
I free him with one hand while Vale is still in the other, then sit back on my heels between them, both of them hard and looking at me like they’ve forgotten the movie, the room, the whole rest of the world.
Good. That’s exactly where I want them.
“Tell me what to do,” I say, because I know what that does to all three of them.
Havoc’s eyes darken immediately. Knox’s hand tightens at my hip. Vale looks half-wrecked already.
“Take him first,” Knox says quietly near my ear.
So I do.
I take Vale back into my mouth while my hand strokes Havoc, then switch, letting Havoc feel exactly how warm and wet I am from Vale before I put my lips on him too. They both react differently. Vale goes tense and silent when he’s close. Havoctalks more, rougher, filthier, telling me what he wants, what I’m doing to him, what a pretty fucking sight I am on my knees between them.
Usually that would embarrass me.
Right now it just makes me hotter.
