Page 42 of Blizzards and Brews
“Who do you turn to when you need help?” Adam questioned.
My ass burned as I wrapped my arms around his leg, not caring that my nails may very well pierce his pants at the rate he was going.
“I handled it,” I said, gritting my teeth as I tried to subtly rub my legs together.
A growl ripped from him. “You hid it. You hid the fact that you needed help from us. Your best friends. Your pack. You didn’t trust us with the truth. And make no mistake, firefly that’s what this is all about. Trust.”
He paused in his smacks, his hands beginning to palm my heated ass. It hurt and felt so damn good all at the same time.
My breath was coming in stuttered gasps, and I turned my head to the side so that I could look into Dustin’s piercing, blue eyes.
“I trust you. I do,” I swore.
Dustin hummed. “Then you’re going to need to prove that. Because everything about this situation says that you don’t.”
Adam’s fingers had begun to slip between my thighs as he cupped my ass, and I knew there was no disguising how turned on I was.
For years, I’d dreamed of a scenario like this, and as indignant as I felt, this is also what I needed.
“I do, I swear I do, and I’ll tell you whatever you want to know. Just please–”
Fuck, I needed relief. I needed them to touch me.
I didn’t care that I was sore and still recovering from the heat. I wanted them.
Multiple times throughout the past week when I’d been high on alpha and omega pheromones I’d thought about them both. What it would be like if they had been in the nest too.
It had been so long since I’d had Dustin, we’d both been teenagers, and I missed the ways we’d learned each other.
And, Adam…
“Do you need a release, firefly?” Adam questioned.
I gasped as his fingers toyed with my slit. “Yes, please.”
He took me at my word not wasting time sinking two fingers into me.
“Oh, fuck!” I screamed.
“This is what you wanted,” he reminded me. “You wanted my help getting off.”
Smack.
I clenched around his fingers, my mouth falling open on a silent scream. He’d hooked them inside me and wasn’t letting up.
“Please, please, please,” I muttered, apparently not afraid of begging anymore.
“I don’t know if you deserve it,” Adam said. “You didn’t come to us, Lindsay.”
“I’m sorry!” I screamed, pushing back against his hand defiantly. “I should have come to you, okay? Are you happy? Now let me come.”
“Dustin,” Adam said, as he continued to build me up closer to the edge.
Dustin gently gripped my chin in his hands, biting that damn lip ring again. “You know the word to make this all stop, Lindsay. But we need to know the truth. This is never going to work if you don’t trust us. Now look me in the eye and tell us the truth. Why didn’t you tell us?”
Hot pleasure pulled in my core, on the verge of pain as my skin prickled. With one hand between my legs and the other caressing my red skin, Adam still had me hanging by a thread.
“I-” I started, swallowing harshly. “I was embarrassed okay. I was so fucking stupid.”