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“You beg so pretty, baby girl,” Jackson murmurs. I feel him nod and a second later Topher licks a long stripe up my slit. He groans and then his hands are on my hips and he’s eating me like a starving man. My knees buckle and Jackson’s arm around my waist is the only thing that keeps me upright as pleasure inundates me.
Two sets of hands curl around my thighs, lifting me until I’m suspended between Jackson, Asher and Davis, with Topher kneeling in front of me. My back arched slightly as I try to roll my hips. I fucking can’t.
Fuck. Fuck. It’s too good. That they can hold me like this, maneuver me exactly where they want me, hold me open and give me pleasure? It has me far closer to coming than I would have thought after such a short amount of time.
“Topher,” I whimper and I feel him grin against me before he does something with his tongue that has my hips bucking and my eyes rolling back as my head hits Jackson’s shoulder. “Look at you, beautiful,” Davis murmurs. “Fucking look at you, so wet and slick for us. So eager to come. You need to come, don’t you?”
I whimper out my agreement. A second later, that orgasm that had been right there explodes as Topher shoves two fingers inside me. I clamp down on him, screaming my release to the ceiling as my body jerks between the four of them, my hips rolling in unpracticed, eager movements. Topher stays with me through it all, lapping up the gush of slick that accompanied my orgasm.
After a moment, he pulls back, smacking his lips like he just ate a delicious meal. “So fucking good,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to my mound before he pushes to a stand and kisses me. I taste myself on his tongue and fuck it makes me so hot, that combination of sweet nectarines and his tart lemon flavor.
Still kissing me, he steps to the side, his hands replacing Davis’s on my thigh. A second later, a hot tongue moves through me, licking up whatever slick it can find. “Davis is gonna make you come again,” Asher murmurs against my neck. “You’re going to give us another one, aren’t you, angel? You’re going to be our good girl and come for us over and over as many times as we need.”
I nod against Topher, my mouth still fused to his, even though I’m not sure that’s something I can actually do. I already feel languid and limp, sated. “Yes,” I whine. “Yes.”
“Good girl,” Jackson growls.
Between my thighs, Davis collects my slick on his fingers, smearing it from my clit and up to my entrance. I expect him to thrust in there like Topher did, but he surprises me by continuing back until he’s circling my ass. “Gonna fuck you here someday soon, beautiful. Gonna fill your ass with my cum, so much it drips out of you.” He carefully works a finger in and I whimper at the intrusion. This is only the second time anyone has touched my ass like this.
We certainly didn’t try it when we were teenagers, and I wasn’t about to try it on myself. Though now that he’s carefully easing his finger in and out of me while he licks and sucks at my clit, I have no idea. It feels fucking incredible.
“Davis,” I whimper, and he chuckles.
“Fuck, I love the way you say my name, Vee.”
Asher shifts his grip on my thigh, until he’s holding me with just one hand, his other slides down. Without waiting he thrusts two fingers inside me, and I keen, a needy lustful sound. I am so fucking full. So stretched.
“That’s it,” Jackson murmurs. “Look at you, taking their fingers, letting them stretch you, fill you. Such a good little slut for us. Such a good omega.”
Asher hums his agreement, as he continues to finger fuck me with increasing intensity, matching Davis’s pace. “You’re going to come for us, aren’t you angel, going to squeeze our fingers so tight.”
I’m wordless, only capable of making sounds, whimpers, gasps, sighs, moans. Jackson twists my head to capture them with his mouth, to swallow them down as his tongue thrusts in and out of my mouth in time with the fingers moving in and out of my body. My toes curl and the muscles of my legs tense. Please. Please. Please.
Heat builds and builds, curls at the base of my spine, growing until I can’t take it anymore, until I feel like I’ll explode from all the pleasure. And then I do. Screaming, clawing pleasure roars through me, as I clench down on Davis and Asher’s fingers, gripping them tight as my hips buck and roll, grinding into them.
Just like Topher, they stay with me, gently stroking in and out, Davis’s tongue languidly licking over my clit, making me shudder with aftershocks. I whimper, try to push his head away. “Too much,” I murmur, eyes half closed.
“You can take it, baby girl,” Jackson says, sliding a hand down my front to slip his fingers over my clit, teasing ti right along with his brother. “One more for us, okay?”
I whimper, sagging against them, even as my thighs twitch with overstimulation. Even as I’m pretty damn sure I don’t actually have another in me. I let them touch me, caress me, hands and mouths and teeth running over my skin. I don’t know who’s touching what, only that the pleasure builds again, slowly, softly, nothing like the tsunami that hit me before. They murmur dirty words in my ear, tell me what a good girl I am, how perfect, how sweet. My toes curl as a third orgasm rolls through me, making me tremble and stretch in their arms.
Hands stroke over me as I come down, my body weightless and floaty. Trembling aftershocks rolling through me. When my legs they gently lower my legs until my bare feet hit the hardwood, I whimper. “I don’t-” my voice comes out quiet and raspy. My eyes flutter open and I try again. “I don’t think I can stand up on my own after that.”
All four of them chuckle, and Asher kisses my lips gently. “Then we did it right.” He sounds so smug. Just looking around, I can tell the rest of them feel that way, too. Jackson keeps his arms around me as Davis helps me back into my panties and jeans, even though I’m going to have to wash up before I go anywhere.
He trails his lips up my thighs, making goosebumps pimple my skin before covering them with the fabric.
“I think that took longer than ten minutes,” Ford says, making my eyes shoot up to find him leaning against the door frame. Jackson hums his agreement.
“We’ll have to work on that.” His lips press into the side of my head. “I want you coming constantly for ten minutes, just orgasm after orgasm.”
I shiver at his words, because fuck, that sounds amazing.
I have to shower again before I leave. I’ll do a lot of things, but showing up to an appointment at the omega clinic smelling like slick is not one of them. Though I wouldn’t mind smelling like my pack, which is why I pull on one of Davis’s t-shirts and Ford’s hoodies over my skinny jeans. Both are huge on me, but they’re cozy and bathe me in the scents of my pack, so I don’t really care.
I’m late, but the woman behind the check-in desk doesn’t seem to mind, just smiles and ushers me right back to an exam room.
“Have a seat,” she motions at the exam table. “And Dr. Attersby will be with you shortly.”
