"That was incredible." She laughs softly. "Wow."
"Just starting," I promise. "Are you ready for more?"
Her gaze drops to my obvious erection. "Definitely. But you should get naked first."
I stand and strip, letting her look. Her eyes widen at my cock, at the beginning swell of my knot at the base.
"Impressive," she murmurs, taking a longer look than she did last night now that she's as focused on me as I am on her, the others fading into the background even though I can tell from the scent of arousal and labored breathing they're still there.
"Alpha genetics," Zayn supplies, his own arousal evident. "Blessing and curse."
"Which is why we're going slow," Darren adds.
Lexie looks at each of us, taking in our various states of arousal. There's no fear in her eyes, just interest.
"I'm not feeling patient," she admits. "But I understand the need for preparation."
"Patience pays off," I assure her, rejoining her on the bed. "And there's plenty we can do meanwhile."
I kiss her deep, letting her taste herself. She pulls me closer, skin to skin sending hunger through me.
"Do you taste that?" I purr. "How fucking sweet you are?"
Her cheeks color beautifully. "Jax…"
I position myself between her thighs, my cock brushing her entrance. She gasps, hips lifting in invitation.
"You sure?" I check. "We can wait."
"I'm sure." Her gaze is steady. "I want this. Want you."
Fuck, those are the sweetest words in the English language on her lips.
I guide myself to her entrance and push forward slowly. She's tight. Even tighter than expected. I ease in gradually, letting her adjust. When I'm seated deep, everything but the knot, we both groan.
"You okay?" I hold still despite the desperate need to move.
"More than okay." Her nails dig into my shoulders. "Move, Jax. Please."
I start slow, with shallow thrusts while she adjusts. Her body relaxes around me with each stroke. Tight, wet heat gripping my cock perfectly.
"So good," I murmur, increasing pace as she starts meeting my thrusts. "You feel amazing."
"You too," she gasps when I hit the right angle. "There, please."
I maintain that angle, watching pleasure build across her face. Her hands clutch my shoulders, legs wrapping around my waist to pull me deeper.
Around us, the others watch. Zayn's shoved his pants down, stroking himself. Aidan's hand moves under his clothes. Dmitri and Darren show more control, but arousal tightens their expressions.
Knowing they're watching, getting off on seeing me claim our mate, it intensifies everything.
I increase the pace, driven by her encouraging sounds. She's taking me easier now, wet and open.
"Close," she warns. "So close."
I find her clit with my thumb, circling in rhythm with my thrusts. She comes immediately, clenching around me with my name on her lips.
Her orgasm nearly triggers mine. My knot bumps against her with each thrust, but she can't take it yet, so I focus on extending her pleasure.
