Holy shit.
My omegas are stunning.
Glorious.
Perfect.
And they are both almost painfully turned on and slickingbecause of me.
A primal growl rumbles through my chest and up my throat as I reach for both of them, bringing their bodies closer to mine but when I do, that growl becomes a throaty moan.
With each of them straddling my thighs, theirs between my legs, and this close, they’re applying pressure to my balls, causing them to instantly draw up tight. I look down as they continue to kiss whatever part of my body that’s within range and when I do, it’s in time to see something that has my orgasm building so fast my head spins.
Olive’s delicate little fingers wrap around my shaft, her grip tight and firm as she begins to stroke my cock, and Nikolai cups my balls, squeezing with just enough pressure it borders on pain before his hand joins hers.
“Fuck,” I grunt as my head falls back against the wall with a thud. “Fuck.”
“Mhm,” Olive mumbles against the side of my neck. “Yes, please.”
Should I like her mild begging as much as I do? I’m not sure, but there is something about hearing her ask to fuck me with so much need and desire in her tone.
I wanted to enjoy this moment if I was given the chance to have it.
I wanted to go slow and explore my omegas’ bodies, touch every line and curve, learn them inside and out, and what they want and need in moments like this.
Unfortunately, that is not going to happen.
Being touched like this, having both of my omegas needy and dripping for me while they try to please me, it has me on the edge already, and I’ll be lucky if I don’t come before I’m inside one of them.
As risky as it is, for me and my dick and nothing more, I lift my hands to each of them, wrapping my left around Nikolai’s cock as my right cups Olive’s pussy.
I circle the swollen head of my male omega’s dick, dragging his precum down the shaft as I begin pumping him. He moans as I find a rhythm, one I use on my female omega as I dip two fingers inside her cunt, curling them while I rub the heel of my hand against her clit.
“Rune,” she whines as her back arches, her free hand grabbing onto my shoulder as she throws her head back. “Yes, sweetheart, like that.”
I grunt as her grip tightens, as they both stroke my cock faster.
I’m going to come already.
I am going to come hard and fast, and I don’t think either of them will have the chance unless I figure out exactly what they need from me to do it.
“Shit,” Nikolai groans as his free hand covers mine. “You’re already an expert,dobryy velikan.”
Doubtful, but I’m not going to argue.
Not when my orgasm is coiling deep in my belly, or when my omegas both seem to be satisfied with what I’m doing while they chase their own.
Or, so I thought because as soon as the words run through my head, they let go of me and remove my hands from them.
I frown briefly as I look between them but I don’t have to ask any questions.
Nikolai is helping Olive straddle my lap entirely, her pussy so close to my cock as her slick drips down onto it. He gets behind her completely then reaches between her legs, circling her clit a few times before he grabs the base of my cock and lines it up with her entrance.
My heart starts beating wildly in my chest as Olive looks me in the eyes, her face flushed and chest heaving as she asks her question silently.
“Yes,” I whisper with a nod, smiling when she leans forward and kisses me before we both look down and watch Nikolai guide her onto my cock.
And I see fucking stars.
