Page 179 of My Unhinged Alphas
He does not start gently. No teasing circles, no patient buildup, just his tongue dragging through me in one long stroke that makes my whole body go tight. I grab at the bedding, then at his hair, because there’s nowhere else for that shock to go.
“Jesus,” I gasp.
Havoc hums against me like he likes the sound of that, then goes back in harder. His mouth is filthy and greedy and talented in exactly the way I expected, and somehow still more overwhelming for being real. He holds my thighs apart with both hands and eats me out like he has something to prove, licking fast and deep until I’m already shaking again.
Knox is still behind me, one hand at my hip, the other between my thighs when Havoc’s mouth lifts just enough for him to say, “Turn over.”
I barely have time to breathe before he flips me.
I end up on my hands and knees with a startled laugh caught in my throat, hair falling into my face, pulse thundering. Havoc comes up behind me at once, one hand flattening between my shoulder blades, not forcing, just holding me there while the other guides his cock against me. “Stay like that,” he says.
That tone goes right through me.
I don’t think. I just obey.
He pushes inside in one hard stroke and I cry out into the pillow.
Havoc groans behind me, both hands on my hips now, driving deeper like he’s been waiting too long for exactly this. The bed shifts under the force of it. My back arches automatically. He laughs once under his breath at that, then fucks me harder.
“Look at you,” he says, voice rough. “Taking me so well.”
Knox moves closer. I feel him before I see him, the mattress dipping on one side, his hand sliding up my spine, slow and deliberate. Then he’s there too, kneeling beside me, mouth at my shoulder first, then lower, one hand reaching under me to circle my clit while Havoc keeps pounding into me from behind.
The combination nearly knocks the sound out of me.
“Knox—”
“I know,” he says, maddeningly calm.
No you don’t,I want to say, because this feels like too much and not enough and all of them at once, but then Vale moves and I lose the thought completely.
He’s on his back beside me, then under me somehow, propping himself up despite the bruises, despite the swelling around one eye, despite the fact that he should probably be resting and clearly has no intention of doing anything so sensible.
He gets himself beneath my upper body and draws me down over him so my hands land on either side of his head. My knees are still spread for Havoc, my body still taking every thrust from behind, while Vale’s mouth finds my breast through my shirt and he drags the fabric down enough to take my nipple into his mouth.
I moan so hard it almost breaks into a sob.
Knox comes up behind me then, not pushing in, not taking over, just adding to it. One hand slides up my spine and settles at the back of my neck, steady and warm. The other moves down between my thighs, joining Havoc’s cock with his thumb at my clit, working me in tight, precise circles that make my hips jolt.
I moan and twist, and his hand tightens at the nape of my neck. “There,” he murmurs. “Take it.”
That goes straight through me as they fuck me together.
Havoc laughs and says, “Bossy bastard.” But he doesn’t stop stroking into me.
Knox ignores him completely and keeps touching me with maddening control.
Vale sucks hard, tongue circling, then switches to the other breast, biting just enough to make me jolt back against Havoc’s thrust. Knox’s fingers keep working me, rubbing exactly where I’m most sensitive, and now I’m split three ways: Havoc insideme, Knox’s hand between my thighs, Vale under me, mouth on my tits like he’s trying to worship me into pieces.
And then I feel it.
Vale’s cock. Hard against my stomach, trapped between us while he mouths my breast, and the knowledge of it almost sends me over on its own. I slide one hand down between us and wrap my fingers around him.
Vale’s breath catches sharply.
There. That’s what I wanted.
He looks up at me with one dark, wrecked eye while I stroke him in the rhythm Havoc is fucking into me. His hand comes up to my waist, steadying me there, and when I squeeze a little tighter he swears softly and sucks my nipple harder in retaliation.
