Page 38 of Gold Rush
Even after a shower, I can’t stop tossing and turning in the bed. I can’ttakeit anymore. My skin is flushed and tight, like my body is trying to rip free from it. I can’t get the thought of Seth’s lips out of my head, so soft, touching me exactly how my body needed.
Is this it? Is this the heat?It can’t be, because I’mawareof myself. I’m aware of everything, from the way the sheets brush over my skin, to the sticky feeling between my thighs, my sleep shorts bunched between my legs.
Everything online said I’d be half out of my mind by the time the heat set in — but I can’t fathom wanting someonethismuch without there being a greater reason behind it.
I punch my pillow as I turn over again, freezing when I hear something through the wall.
Pausing, I wait the span of a breath, but there’s only silence. Sliding out of the bed, I creep toward the door and ease it open, lingering in the threshold as I survey the empty hallway.
There’s a groan and my eyes dart to Seth and Bennett’s partially open door.
I take a half-step without thinking. The sound of bodies, hips and skin slapping into each other, heavy panting, fills the air, making me flush as I slow to a stop.
I’m transfixed by what I see.
Seth whines, one knee on the bed, his body partially bent forward as Bennett stands behind him. They’re both half-clothed. Seth’s shirt is rucked up, Bennett’s hand running over Seth’s chest, holding him upright as his hips jerk forward rhythmically, fucking Seth from behind.
“Please,please.” Seth begs.
Bennett grunts something in his ear as his nose drops to Seth’s neck, inhaling as his hand on Seth’s chest drops down, wrapping around the other man’s dick.
I stand, stock-still, my eyes following the curves of their bodies. Seth’s sweats are in a pile on the floor, Bennett’s pool just under his hips, exposing his bare ass as it flexes. Seth’s arms lift, pulling Bennett closer as the alpha moans, “Fuck.”
It’s a mistake the second I inhale — breathing in deep the smells of sex mixed with their perfumes. It’s a cloudy haze of orange and chocolate and my mouth waters. Bennett’s citrus overpowers Seth’s fudge, and it’s decadent and dangerous, coating my mouth and throat.
Bennett groans again, and Seth’s breath catches.
My eyes open as I shift forward, looking past them and straight at myself. A mirror hangs on the other side of the bed, taking up a chunk of the wall and providing me both a view of the front of Seth’s chest and Bennett’s hand working him, along with both ofthema view of me in the open doorway.
Seth’s eyes catch mine in the mirror, locked on me as I stop short, my heart in my throat.
He licks his lips and then reaches back, jerking Bennett’s head up from his throat and twisting to kiss him. I shiver, pressing my thighs together, stuck in my place, reduced to a voyeur as I watch them devour each other — watchSethdevour Bennett with only his mouth as thoroughly as he did earlier to me.
After a moment, Seth pulls back, his voice a low whine. “Use me, alpha. Help me put on a show for her.”
Bennett utters a soft curse under his breath, his head snapping up, turning to look at me. I freeze with my hand fisting the side of my shorts, a deer in headlights as his eyes narrow on me. He grabs Seth by the throat, pulling him fully upright as he thrusts faster, pounding into him mercilessly and reducing Seth to a whining mess.
“Touch yourselves, but don’t come until I say.”
The command makes me shiver, not a hint of a bark to it. I could turn and leave, I could run back to my room and lock the door, but fire flashes under my skin as I slide a hand under the waistband of my shorts, finding my panties soaked through. I whimper at the same time Seth does, watching his hand wrap around his dick in the mirror, jerking himself at the same rhythm that Bennett fucks him.
I muffle myself, shoving my other hand over my mouth as I press against the doorframe for support. My fingers slick through my sodden curls and find my clit. Two rubs has me thrusting against my own hand, writhing a little as I bite down on my tongue, forcing myself to keep my eyes open to watch them. If I’m doing this, I’m not missing a second of it.
Bennett bands Seth’s other hand around his back, holding him up by the throat as he snarls and then strikes, biting down on the tanned skin.
Seth lets out a little howl, his hips jolting forward as he groans, his legs shaking. “Oh fuck, I’m going to come. Baby, please let me.Please.”
Bennett pulls back, staring at me in the mirror as he holds Seth’s chin up, his voice low. “Earn it, beta. Show her how well you take me and what she has to look forward to.”
Seth groans, his arm moving faster as his hand pumps, the slick sounds of getting himself off mix with the sound of Bennett thrusting into him. I breathe harder, spreading my legs slightly wider, whining around my own hand as I thrust two fingers into myself. It’s not enough. I’m soempty. I want more — I want them touching me, not steps away. I want to be so overwhelmed I can’t think.
My legs shake as I try to stay upright. I abandon keeping quiet to cling to the door, too afraid my knees will buckle the second my orgasm rips through me. With a gasp and a shudder, my eyes flutter, and I clench around my own fingers, lips parting to beg for my own permission to come from the alpha still snarling and thrusting, chasing his own release.
“That’s it —god,fuck— look at you.” I don’t know which of us Bennett is talking to, but my skin prickles as he groans. “I’m coming. Comenow.”
Seth’s breath hitches, and then I watch as ropes of cum paint the front of his chest and his rucked up shirt, covering himself as Bennett bends forward, his hips jerking as he comes seconds behind him. I shriek, trying to swallow the noise as my muscles spasm, my thighs shaking as I lean against the door for support. My toes curl against the hardwood from the force of the orgasm, my chest heaving while I come down.
A small shiver wracks my body, the aftershocks making me hypersensitive and hyperaware that I just got off watching the two of them fuck each other.
