Page 229 of All Packed Up

They stared down at her, chests and faces flushed, lips red and shiny. Her beta’s cock jutted straight out from his body, bouncing with every thrust from his alpha.

Wendy bit her lip at the sight of them, another spear of arousal sliding through her.

“Touch him for me,” Griffith demanded.

Nic huffed out a breath, eyes wide as he watched her lift her hand. He jolted at her gentle touch, and she wrapped her hand around his girth, hot and heavy in her palm.

She stroked him along with Griffith’s thrusts, watching the alpha’s hips draw and advance, her fist squeezing around the base of Nic’s cock on each entry.

Didn’t want him to come too fast.

“Fuck both of you,” Nic panted. “Oh my god.”

His eyes drifted closed, and Grif twisted his fingers, tilted his head back a little, making him open his eyes again.

“Make sure she can see you,” Grif whispered, his voice dark and sexy and melting across her senses.

Grif drifted his lips across Nic’s throat, and Wendy’s eyes were wide as saucers as she watched him, her hand still stroking just to feel Nic jump in her grasp.

His dark gaze trailed to her, and his thrusts stuttered off, despite Nic’s groan of protest. She paused with him, gripping Nic at the base.

“Are you sure you want this? Both of you?” he whispered. “Tell me if you’ve changed your mind. If you have any doubts, we don’t have to get bites involved.”

Nic reached up, muscles flexing as he grabbed Grif by the back of the head and pulled his lips back down to his skin. “If you don’t bite me, I’m gonna kick your ass.”

As she watched them, Wendy’s heart pounded, but not with nerves. From the sheer absolute surety of this beta and alpha.

Grif smirked against his neck, pulled his hips back before following with another thrust. It pushed the breath out of Nic, and Wendy gasped along with him.

“Do it,” she breathed.

Nic’s amber eyes were wide and afire with emotion as he stared down at her.

Grif, however… she watched his expression soften, snapped his hips into Nic one more time, and nuzzled his mouth onto Nic’s skin.

She held her breath, resumed her strokes as Nic’s cock pulsed in her grip.

A flash of white teeth. Tenderness. A bite.

At the last second, she darted her gaze back to Nic’s expression, lips parted as he panted. He stiffened when Grif bit down, as his teeth pierced his skin.

Despite Wendy’s almost lazy strokes along his cock, he throbbed in her touch.

Pleasure lit up his expression, mouth dropping open as he gasped. “Grif…”

Then his eyes drifted closed.

Unbidden, his cock kicked in her grasp, spilling over her fist from the bite alone.

Her heart thumped in her chest, and she worked him through the orgasm, never taking her eyes off his face.

It was night and day, compared to her own bonding experience.

There wasn’t a hint of pain, not as Nic’s head went limp in Grif’s hold.

But it didn’t stop at just the bite. Grif pulled back, watching the blood well for a split second before he latched his mouth around it.

His hips began their pace again, and Nic groaned. Wendy released the beta, feared he’d be too sensitive to the touch.