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“Is this going to be weird for you?” Ciara asked as her lips sought mine out, her hands already pushing up underneath my shirt.
The other three people in the room were slowly undressing, almost shyly as they glanced over at Ciara and me.
“I’ve seen all of your bits at least once,” I said to them, trying to alleviate some of the awkwardness of what we were about to do. “During Artie’s heat, remember?”
I’d been the waterboy for most of that, making sure that the three alphas didn’t shrivel up like raisins while they helped Artie ride out his heat.
Even then, I’d understood that this was my pack—even if Artie and I didn’t have an inkling of a romantic interest in each other—and that seeing each other naked or in intimate acts would become commonplace eventually.
But now that it was here, I found myself feeling a bit out of my element as the men tugged their shirts over their heads and I watched Leith dip low to capture Artie’s mouth with his own.
My mouth dried up a little bit. I’d never done anything like this before and it was making me feel, well, kind of vanilla.
Ciara’s hands gently gripped my face and she pulled my face to hers, blocking my view of the trio just behind her.
“Just look at me,” she told me breathlessly, her light brown eyes locked on mine.
I melted, pushing away all of my anxieties as I pulled her into my lap. “I’m always looking at you.”
“Good.” Ciara’s lips tilted up into a playful smile. “As you should.”
Then her fingers closed around the hem of my shirt and pulled it up over my head. Her eyes and fingers tracing the lines of my torso with pleasure before they landed on the waistband of my sweatpants.
“Are you ready?” she asked, nodding at my bottoms. “Last chance to back out, handsome.”
Swallowing hard, I chanced a glance at the three men who were already in their own world completely in the nude.
“I’ll get these off,” I finally managed, nearly careening off of the bed as I pushed them down and off of my legs. “But now you’re the one who’s overdressed.”
Ciara was the only one in the bed still dressed in her little sleep shorts and my oversized sweatshirt that she seemed to wear more often than I did these days. Not that I minded, Ciara looked infinitely better in it than I did and I liked the way her cinnamon scent lingered whenever she gave it back to me.
I watched as she undressed, dropping each article of clothing over the side of the nest until she was naked too.
She grinned at me, her smile twitching as Artie’s hand smoothed up her bare back and she turned to give his palm a kiss. In my overheated brain it was like she was preparing the area for my bite.
Crooking a finger at me, Ciara beckoned me over. “Come over here and let me take care of you.”
Sucking in a deep breath that was a heady mix of all of my pack’s scents, I crawled across the nest to her and our mouths met hungrily once more.
Ciara didn’t give me any time to get into my head, one of her hands gripping my cock tightly as she stroked it to life in the way only she could.
“Lie back,” she instructed gently, her pupils blown as she pushed me down into the fluffy pillows of the nest.
Her mouth was warm and wet as she devoured me, her tongue sliding along the underside of my cock and making my hips jump.
The new position left my field of vision clear and I realized that we had an audience now.
Enzo and Leith were watching us as they toyed with Artie, causing the omega to let out a moan that filled the previously quiet space.
Ciara seemed to feel their stares because she lifted her hips up into the air in a silent invitation as she took me deeper into her throat.
I wasn’t sure which one of the three did it, but someone must have slid a finger inside of her pussy because she let out a squeal that vibrated through my entire cock and nearly made me come on the spot.
Ciara lifted her face away from me and turned to glare at the men behind her. “I don’t know who that was, but did you have to start with two?”
“Sorry, I couldn’t resist,” came Artie’s strangled response as Enzo did something behind him. It took me a moment to realize that the alpha had slid inside of the omega’s ass, making it hard for him to talk.
With a playful roll of her eyes Ciara returned to the task at hand: me.
