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Chapter Twenty-Four

Patch

Em is going to kill me. Or Jamie. I mean, what a way to go—Em is tight and hot and every word out of his mouth has my skin tingling, seized as I am by a desperate need to obey any request, no matter how ridiculous. And Jamie is dangerous, whether he knows it or not; not my mate, but I can’t stop watching him, breathing him in, and he might not want me to fuck him, but I’m beginning to think I might want him to fuck me.

“Shit,” Em mutters. He reaches back and grabs my thigh. He never grips tight enough to bruise, but the touch sends a shock through me all the same. “On your knees. Don’t pull out.”

He can’t know how strong I am, but he’s sure I’ll find a way to do this. And I do. I tighten the arm I have around his middle and pull him up with me, impaling him even deeper on my cock. Em tips his head back against my shoulder and groans. Jamie’s removed his glasses and this close, I can see how long his dark lashes are, how they settle against his cheeks when he closes his eyes.

“A bit of a size queen, huh?” Jamie teases.

Em’s eyes shoot open. He reaches out and tangles his hand in Jamie’s hair, tugging gently until Jamie gets the hint and crawls closer. Cum drips down Jamie’s stomach, but I don’t know if he’s noticed.

“It’s about how you use it,” Em counters. “Like your tongue, I’ve heard.”

Jamie grins. “Now, who’d tell you anything about my tongue?”

Em huffs and tugs Jamie’s head back before he ghosts their lips together. “Use that pretty, talented tongue of yours and suck my cock. If you make me come before Patch comes, you can fuck me after.”

I dig my fingers into Em’s hips and slow my thrusts. Again. At this rate, I’m not going to be able to fucking move. I just… I never expected him to talk like that. So brazen. So confident. So…

Perfect.

Jamie seems to agree, or at least, he likes it enough not to argue. He drops down on the bed, and then Em swears, catching his hair again before Jamie’s lips can meet his prize.

“What is it?”

“I need—” Em glances about. “Fuck, I can’t see.”

“Condom?” I ask. I’m breathing hard. I don’t know if he hears me.

“Are you negative?” Jamie asks. His expression is serious.

Em shakes his head. “I mean, I am, but—”

“Would you lie to either of us about this?”

I still.

Em shakes his head again. “Of course not.”

“And you’re sure you’re negative?”

“Yeah. Yes. I was tested after my last relationship ended, and since then, I haven’t—That is, I—” Em flushes and not the fun kind we’ve all been sharing this evening. I wrap myself around him a little tighter. I don’t really know what to say. It’s only recently that I’ve stopped having one-night stands, hooking up with any pretty little wolf that crossed my path. I know Jamie hasn’t slept with anyone since he left Tim, so it’s been a while for him, too.

Jamie smiles. He leans up and kisses Em on the mouth softly, kindly, and then drops back down again. “Good,” he says. “I really get to enjoy myself tonight, huh?”

Then he takes half of Em’s not inconsiderable length into his mouth in one go.

“Fuck!” Em’s hips thrust forward and Jamie gags, and I can’t help the way I thrust too because Jamie doesn’t pull off, coughing; he just glances up with wet eyes and raises his eyebrows like he wants Em to try again.

“Aren’t you going to tell him what you want?” I ask, and Em clenches around me like a warning.

“He knows what to do,” Em says. Jamie moans. “He has to make me come before you do. Remember?”

I think I actually forgot, somehow, in the last thirty seconds. I chuckle and press my lips to Em’s shoulder, thrusting gently again. Slowly. I think I could come at any moment, truth be told.

Em groans when I thrust a little harder. Jamie’s head bobs up and down, and I sweep my gaze over the length of him.