Page 41 of The Alpha's Mates
When Soren’s tongue swept over my clit again my soul cracked apart right along with my body. The orgasm swept over me with a power that had to be fueled by magic.
Atlas kept his mouth over mine, smothering my cries of release as I broke apart in their arms. Hands gripped mine as I reached out for something tangible to hang onto.
Soren settled into slow licks as I floated down from the heavens. My eyes nearly crossed as he delved his tongue into my pussy as though he couldn’t get enough of the wetness seeping from my body.
“Wha-” I whispered as Atlas released me from the kiss. My lips were swollen and sensitive, much like another part of my body.
“Just a small taste, Little One,” Soren said, voice low, as he crawled up my body. His kiss was soft, relaxed, and I tasted myself on his tongue.
Soren dropped next to me, taking up position on one side as Atlas did the same for the other. Hands cupped my cheeks and I looked at Calder. He dipped his head and kissed me.
I groaned against his lips, my body flaring to life despite the mind numbing release I was just given. My head strained as I tried to follow Calder’s mouth as he pulled away.
“Go to sleep, Minx,” he whispered, dropping a kiss on my forehead. He climbed back into his spot above my head.
My eyes were already drooping closed when I asked, “What happened out there?”
“Sleep, Reese,” Soren ordered and my body obeyed.
A hand brushedover my hair and my eyes opened once more. A pale light was filling the tent. It was early. Groaning, I rolled and buried my face in someone’s chest. A deep earthy scent filled my nostrils and I knew I’d just cuddled up against Atlas. That was fine. He made a good pillow.
“Get up.”
Arms closed around me, tightening.
“Time to wake up,” a new, deeper voice joined the other.
I ignored them both and burrowed in more. He was so warm, and it felt so good to have him wrapped around me. I let out a little growl when someone touched my back.
“Someone’s cranky in the morning,” Calder replied, a grin in his tone.
“It’s not morning,” I muttered. “It’s still the middle of the night.”
“It’s morning,” Soren answered. “Get up, Little One.”
A sound cracked through the shelter and a moment later my ass heated up. I gasped and turned my head, pinning him with a sullen look. He’d just slapped my ass.
He was standing, head cocked, eyes transfixed on my cheeks. “I like the way your ass bounces. I’m going to be doing that a lot more.”
My jaw dropped, but before I could say anything he was ducking out of the shelter and striding away. I turned forward again and blinked up at Atlas. He was smiling down at me.
“Good morning.”
“Hi,” I replied, hesitantly. Had last night really happened? Or was it a dream?
“You just looked too delicious lying there,” Atlas said as he rolled away from me. “You can’t blame us for sampling you.”
Well, that answers that question.
My cheeks heated as I realized everything that went down had really gone down. I was alone in the shelter now, and I quickly dressed because I heard the others moving around.
I fell into step with Holden as he and Griff broke down the shelters. Bundling up a blanket, I shoved it into one of the packs, unwilling to look my mates in the eyes yet. I shot a quick glance over at Emma.
She yawned and stretched before jumping in and helping to break down camp as well. She looked well rested. I could only hope that Atlas kept me quiet enough that the others didn’t overhear all that last night.
“How long until we get to the Cirdan Pack’s village?” Emma asked, breaking the early morning quiet.
“We should get there late tomorrow evening,” Soren responded. “We’ll speak with Jessu and look into the woman who lives alone. Then we’ll continue on to the Verulian Pack’s home.”