It was supposed to be a defense. A sexy little omega-ish cry for release.
But the weight of dominance in my voice thickens the air in the room and he lifts Jon's hand from my breasts to my center. I muttered in praise and reached my hands out to Ray again.
A low growl rose from the depths of Ray's chest as he stared at me. "Damn, it's so hard to resist when you're happy like this, Willan. But I won't touch an inch of that silky smooth skin until your sigma gives you at least two screaming orgasms.
Jonah smiles at my neck. "I think I can do it," he said smugly.
But Rafe's smile is definitely getting wild. "I'm sure you can, but you will do it by following my directions."
I groaned at that thought, and I could swear my vag winked at Ray like he was a fan of the idea.
I must say I am a fan too.
Jon bit the side of my neck. "Whatever you say, Alpha." His smile was reflected in his voice and my eyes closed.
Will?
