Chapter 33 Sucking Elsie

Chapter 33 Sucking Elsie
Topher’s pov
My tongue continued to glide over her sweet soft folds. I lapped up the endless flow of juices sliding out of her insides as my brother continued to stimulate Elsie.
She was close. I could tell from the way she bucked her hips desperately against my face. It only motivated me to keep going, to drag it out for as long as I could.
I slid my hand down her thigh before raising one of her legs to rest on my shoulders. Having a better opening, I thrust my tongue deeper into her beautiful cunt.
If I had known it would feel this good, I’d have spread her legs open the first day we got back and eaten her out of oblivion.
Every tremor traveling her body, every sudden jolt was a testament of goodwill. It was hard to believe I was pleasing my mate this well. Her reactions spurred me on. From the way her body tensed only to soften again. She was torn between holding on and letting go.
I kept my focus on her perfectly sweet insides, thrusting my tongue in and out of her fueled by the quiet sounds she tried and failed to hold back.
Suddenly I felt hands on me. “Topher…” she breathed, my name barely there as she fisted my hair pulling me closer to her heat.
My hard-on was unbelievably hard. She was doing so much for me with so little.
I lifted my head slightly, just enough to meet her eyes. Elsie stood flushed and unguarded, leaning against my brother, looking at me like she wasn’t sure what to do with everything she was feeling.
And maybe I wasn’t either. I was new to pleasing people because I wanted to but I wasn’t going to stop.
My grip tightened just a little. I wanted to ground her, to assure her that I was still there, and in control of the pace, even as she started to lose hers.
She clammed around my tongue and I took it as my cue to lick faster. I swirled the tip of my tongue in circles matching the rhythm of Tristan’s pace as he rubbed her little nub. Like the sea pulling back before it crashed, she finally let go.
“Fuck,” she cursed drawing out a long melodious moan to the room.
She broke. Her whole body convulsed at once. She let herself go to the pleasure and I felt it in the way her insides clung to me excitedly.
I stayed there for a moment after, without saying anything, letting the pant of her breath echo softly in my ears.
“Someone’s got a potty mouth,” Tyler chuckled deeply as he held her other hand that dug into his bare chest.
“S-shut it,” she said between exasperated breaths. Her hand drifted down to brush my shoulder. “That was incredible,” she suddenly said.
For the first time, I felt proud of something without my father’s voice drifting into my thoughts to ruin it for me. My mate thought I was incredible.
“We’re not done with you yet,” Tristan cut in as he removed his hand. Her annoying dress fell to cover her legs as I pulled away and stood up.
As much as I wanted to go on ravishing her body, it was time we had that conversation before any more misunderstandings settled. I could tell what he wanted to say. We shared the same conscious link after all.
Elsie must have felt it too. She suddenly straightened herself pulling away her fingers from Tyler and herself from Tristan before reaching to sit on her bed.
I cleared my throat, preparing myself as I grew, tensely aware of everything. There was much to lose if we got it wrong.
Tristan moved first, stepping closer with a kind of care I wasn’t used to seeing from him. His Alpha pressure was completely gone. He wasn’t going to intimidate her into this.
“We meant what we said,” he spoke with resolute firmness.
Elsie folded her arms loosely across herself. I tried to calm down even though it was blatantly obvious she was already going into defensive mode.
I glanced at Tyler who stayed quiet for once. He was also watching her without the usual arrogance that made conversations with him unbearable sometimes.
I swallowed, my chest tightening. This was the part I didn’t know how to do. I could follow their lead in everything else. It was what I knew to play away my weakness. But this? Saying something that mattered, something that wasn’t just instinct or heat or reaction…
My pulse picked up.
“She should hear it properly,” Tyler added under his breath.
Tristan gave a small nod. “Elsie, we want you to understand we’re not just hoping for moments like these,” he went on. “We don’t want something that starts and ends when it suits us.”
Elsie’s doe-eyed gaze shuffled between us cautiously. I had to say something to ease her nerves.
“What he’s saying, what we’re all trying to say is we won’t pretend what just happened didn’t matter,” I said. My voice came out rougher than I wanted.
Her eyes settled on mine. It was softer than how she looked at my brothers. It made me nervous.
“I’m not good at this,” I admitted, letting a small, humorless breath slip out. “I don’t usually say things like this.”
“You’re doing fine, Topher,” she gently reassured.
How long had I longed for someone to understand the way I was wired and to gently cater to my peculiarities like that? And to think I spent so much time pushing her instead of letting her find me.
“We want a chance,” Tyler interjected with a clear tone. “A real one. Not just whatever this is right now.”
“You do sound serious,” she said, more to herself than to us. She looked at him, her eyes clearly showing her hesitance. I couldn’t blame her. She was hearing that from him of all people.
“We know how this looks,” added Tristan. “We haven’t exactly given you a reason to trust us.”
“That’s an understatement,” she huffed, holding her arms firmly against her chest.
“I understand. Not only did we go about it wrong,” Tristan continued. “We didn’t even try to get it right.”
Elsie’s jaw tightened slightly at that, but she didn’t look away. “You insisted that you knew me well enough to conclude I was weak,” she said blankly.
There wasn’t much emotion in it but that almost made it worse.
“We did. But you proved otherwise,” I added. “Not just once. Despite our constant childish antics, you kept pushing regardless.”
My statement seemed to catch her off guard. I caught her shoulders easing just a fraction.
She studied us like she was trying to line this version of us up with the one she already knew and couldn’t quite make them match.
“That doesn’t fix anything overnight,” she muttered.
“It’s not supposed to,” Tyler replied. “We’re not expecting that.”
Tristan’s voice softened. “We just don’t want this to be another thing we ruin by acting like it doesn’t matter.”
Her eyes shifted back to me with the same intensity as when she first told me she read my father’s letters.
“Take your time with it,” I said. “That’s all.”
She let out a slow breath, some of the tension leaving her shoulders. “I’ll think about it,” she said.
That was enough to make something in my chest loosen. We had a lot of work to get started on winning her trust. I planned to put my all into it.