CHAPTER 23
NAOMI“Take this off of her,” Noah said, grabbing the strap of my bra and flinging it down harshly onto my shoulder. “I want to see our mate before we claim her fully.” He brushed his nose up the back of my neck, lips brushing against my mark.
A wave of pleasure rushed through me. My toes curled.
Jax grabbed the front of my bra, between the cups, and dug his claws into the material, cutting it in half. The bra flung open, my breasts falling out of it. Noah groped me from behind, his hands taking a handful of my breasts.
He gazed at me in the mirror with his golden eyes. “Look at you,” he said in my ear. “Our mate.”
Jax knelt in front of me, grasping my panties. He pulled them down to my ankles and off completely, leaving me bare to them. “Spread your legs,” he demanded.
“Do
