92. Chapter Ninety-Two

Chapter Ninety-Two

Beth

A lone in pack Esposito's apartment with my lead Alpha, I set my phone down on the kitchen counter, and put my purse down beside it. I want Gio to mark me, and if he can claim me at the same time, all the better.

I smile while my back is turned to him.

I have an idea that I think he might like.

"I'll call Jack and get him to bring Rourke up with him," Gio says, sighing softly.

It's a grudging concession, including Rourke, but I know that's not how it's always going to be, and what I'm about to do might just help mend things a little faster.

I take off my sweater, draping it over one of the kitchen counter's stools.

Then, I turn back to him. "Sure. Call and ask them to come back up."

I unhook my bra and take it off slowly.

His gaze fixes on me, his phone in his hand as he freezes in place.

"I'd really like it if they came up here and found me riding our lead Alpha's knot. What do you think?" I ask, raising an eyebrow at him.

He smiles. "I like the way you think, il mio angioletto."

"I kind of think this is a little more devilish than angelic, no?" I ask as I unzip my jeans.

"It is heavenly, and you are an angel of pure beauty and light."

"I like that answer." I wiggle out of my jeans. "Now, are you getting undressed or am I riding your knot while you're still in that suit? Because, either way, I'm into it."

He looks back at his phone. "I'll undress. I wouldn't want to deny you the pleasure of seeing me naked."

He puts the phone to his ear as I move around to the couch to wait for him.

Jack takes a beat to answer.

Gio tells him they can come up, and I smile as he leans over and kisses my shoulder.

He takes off his tie, ditching it on the floor.

"Ooh, striptease," I joke.

He dumps the jacket, and then the shirt.

His body is a solid ten. I already knew it would be. He has way too much self-confidence to not have a ripped six-pack.

He gets rid of the rest of his clothes and moves toward me.

I stand up, just so I can push him down into a sitting position on the couch.

Straddling his lap, I reach down and run my hand up and down his long shaft.

"You should be letting me make you ready," he murmurs, his hands stroking down my arms, and then my back, smoothing over my stomach and my hips, skirting around all of the more sensitive places. "I'm good with my mouth, and my hands."

"So am I, but a claiming isn't about licking and touching, and I need you to claim me, Gio."

"Mio dio," he murmurs.

I raise myself up and start moving down, onto his cock.

I'm already wet, and I get a little wetter the second his cock starts to swell.

"Mark me, please," I plead, showing him the high spot I saved for him by leaning back and pulling my hair away from my throat.

He moves forward, his hands keeping me close. His lips brush Rourke's mark.

My pussy clenches as my body reacts to that light touch.

I hear the sound of Jack's voice nearby right before the door opens.

He steps into the room and his gaze moves to mine, the second before Gio bites down, marking me as his mate and making me come all over his knot at the same time. I don't know if my sensitivity is higher because I've already been knotted today, or if Gio's mark had a little extra power to it. Either way, I come hard, and fast, and for minutes. The feeling just goes on and on.

"Holy fucking hell," Rourke murmurs.

"Is this a private party?" Jack asks, raising an eyebrow.

I catch my breath when Gio removes his teeth from my neck.

He smiles at me, clearly beyond satisfied with what he just caused to happen.

"There's room for two more," I murmur, feeling a little light-headed.

"Only two?" Arrow asks from somewhere behind me.

"I think we can accommodate four," Gio murmurs, making me shiver in anticipation.

This is way too damn good. Today couldn't possibly get any better.

I bite down on my lip as I watch Rourke and Jack undress.

Gio moves his hips under me, making me take his knotted cock deeper.

Okay, I take that back. This day is absolutely going to get better, and better …

It's definitely going to be a passing out from too many orgasms kind of day.