Free His Mating Mark by Alicia White

He wanted to eat the food off her body. He wanted to touch her, but he refrained himself, not wanting to cause her any further embarrassment.
    They ate their food in relative silence, and he stayed focused on Nicole, watching her eat. She took small bites. He watched her open her mouth, take a bite, moan, and chew her food slowly. She closed her eyes and savored every bite, and he wondered what noises she would make when she sucked his cock. He shifted in his seat and tried to focus on eating his own breakfast. He stared at his plate but couldn’t get his mind off his throbbing erection.
    Inhaling deeply, hoping to calm his nerves, he smelt the same sweet, tangy smell he had in the truck. His head shot up, and he growled low in his throat. She needed him, needed them. He heard four chairs scrape against the floor and a few mumbles, but didn’t take his eyes off her. He knew that the other four men had left, leaving just the three of them in the kitchen.
    He pushed his chair out a little, making room for her on his lap. “Come here.” The words came out more of a growl, and she stared at him, panting, her cheeks flushed.
    Nicole stood up slowly and walked toward him. He held out his hand, and she took it, letting him pull her onto his lap. He wrapped one arm around her, held her tight against his body, and slid the other hand down under the loose waistband of the sweats to cup her pussy. His fingertips tickled her smooth pussy before sliding between her lips and finding the moisture hidden there.
    He played with her. Pushing a finger in, testing how tight and wet she was. He added two more, wanting to stretch her. She whimpered, stretching out on his lap, and opened her legs, giving him the access he needed to pump his fingers in and out of her little pussy. He could feel her need rising, and he tightened his hold, trying to calm himself down.
    “Shhh, I’ve got you.” He thrust his fingers hard, his thumb teasing her clit, wanting to drive her closer to the edge. She shuddered and whined helplessly, and he groaned, his cock rock hard against her hip.
    He leaned his head down and kissed his mark on her shoulder. He liked knowing that his mark was there, that she belonged to him now. She lifted her hips, fucking his fingers, and he dug his nails into her hip. Her juices ran down his hand, and he was barely able to contain the beast roaming at the surface, demanding he pleasure his mate.
    “Put her on the table,” Josh demanded, and Gabe picked her up and laid her down on the hard surface.
     
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    Nicole’s back hit the table, and she groaned, missing Gabe’s heat almost immediately. She was wet and ready, on the verge of begging them to take her, feeling her juices leaking down her thigh. She pulled her T-shirt over her head, exposing her breasts to them. The chill in the air made her nipples harden, and grabbing her breasts, she held them like an offering.
    Josh’s mouth closed over one tight peak, and he sucked hard, pulling her nipple against the roof of his mouth. She felt strong hands at the waistband of the sweats and lifted her hips, letting Gabe pull them down, off her legs.
    “Spread your legs.” A demand, not a request, and she obeyed him, opening her legs wide. She couldn’t see Gabe, but she felt his hands grip her thighs. Feeling his breath on her pussy, she froze, waiting for him to touch her with his mouth. He licked her pussy, one long swipe of his tongue from clit to anus, and she shivered. It felt naughty, but she wanted more, craved more of what he had to give.
    Gabe didn’t take his time to lick slowly. Instead, he ate at her, devoured her. Josh pulled back and grabbed one thigh, stretching her out wide so that he could watch what Gabe was doing to her. Gabe stared at her while he sucked her clit, and Nicole arched her back, shoving her pussy in his face. He kissed her inner thigh and stood up. He didn’t take his eyes off her as he spoke to Josh.
    “She’s delicious, do you