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“Put your hands on the glass,” Silas whispers.
I do as I’m told and watch as Dylan arches his back, his teeth gritted as he comes into his alpha’s mouth. There’s no sound, but somehow, that makes it hotter.
Silas kisses my shoulders and runs his hands over my body. I know what’s about to happen. It occurs to me to stop it, but I want memories. That’s what I said to Falcon, isn’t it? I wouldn’t stop this for job security for the rest of my life.
What’s wrong with me?
Silas growls, and I don’t care. All I want is him.
He pushes against me and then slips in suddenly. The feel of him is strange. There’s a burning, stretching feeling, but it feels good, too. He pulls out and thrusts up again. It’s like he flips a switch, suddenly, the feel of him is nice. More than nice. But the shock of having him inside me and the new sensations have chased me back from the edge.
He must think this feels good, too. He keeps murmuring about perfection in silky pockets of heaven. The words make me feel powerful. I curl my fingers on the cold glass and push back against him.
“Just a little more,” Silas growls into my ear.
He isn’t in yet? Oh, lord!
He thrusts again, and this time, goes deeper still. I gasp. He feels so deep inside me, so deep. So big.
“Does it hurt?” Silas asks in a harsh whisper.
“No, it feels good, just weird, too.”
He grunts and pulls back, then he pushes in again. My eyes roll, and I let out a little cry. Protest, welcome, needing, wanting. All I can feel is him. All I can see is the omega getting railed by his alphas.
Falcon is not holding back, not like Silas is. I wonder if I could take it. If I could handle what he’s doing.
“Can you…can you do what he’s doing?” I ask hesitantly.
Silas pauses in his movements, his hands grip my hips to hold me still.
“You want me to fuck you, little beta?” Silas asks. “The way Falcon is fucking Dylan? Fuck you until you’re mine. Fuck you until you’ve got my cock imprint inside you?” Silas growls, and his fingers squeeze, pulling me back against him.
“Yes. Like that. I want to know…what it feels like.” I pant out, almost sobbing at the exquisite feeling inside of me.
Silas pulls out of me and grabs me by the waist, moving us until I’m bent over the desk. He plants a hand in the middle of my shoulder blades, keeping me still, and kicks my legs apart.
“You watch our omega. You watch him,” Silas growls. “Watch them fuck him. How hard and mercilessly Falcon fucks him. Think about how he’s going to fuck you.”
Then he plunges into me in one stroke. The speed and strength of the move steals sound from me. I open my mouth in a silent cry, my whole body reacting to his invasion by screaming across my pleasure nerves.
He hammers into me again. And again. In and out. Thrusting and grinding. At times, he leans over me, pulling up as he thrusts deeper, whispering all the filthy things he’s going to do to me.
Things I don’t even understand, but, oh, I want to.
And I’m helpless. In a way I've never been before. I’m vulnerable, but I feel powerful. The way he clenches at my hips with his fingertips, the way he growls into my ear and seizes my throat, sucking painful marks onto my skin.
My body and mind are his. He reaches around, burrowing his hand between me and Falcon’s desk, and strokes my clit.
“Falcon’s going to come in a moment, and you, my love, are going to scream my name. You hear me? Answer me.”
“Scream, yes.” I pant.
I claw at the desk. The sound of his flesh hitting mine is so damn erotic. The combined smell of us in the air. I memorise every moment of this. The stretching ache.
Dylan looks towards us, his head whipping around. His eyes darken, and he grips the bed and roars. Falcon snaps his hips faster, his eyes on us, too.
Silas laughs darkly. “Now, Beta. You come now.”
