Kelly wiggles in my grip, grinding against my erection and I don’t try to suppress the whine that slips out, causing her to freeze and stutter out an apology. I rub my nose up the side of her neck, taking in as much of her scent as I can get. A shudder runs through my frame. She smells like mine, so does Sam. I want to pull her against me, see if I can get her to grind harder. I nip at the tender skin of her neck, and her arms tighten around me, her body twitching. Sam is watching us now, and I wonder where the dominant alpha from downstairs went. The one who helped me cage her between us.
“Kelly girl, I need you to look at me, ok?” She pulls back, her eyes are shuttered and her face flushed. “Kelly, do you want this, do you want Sam and me? Completely? Are we moving too fast for you?” Consent is key, I’m not sure how many times that’s been drilled in at the omega center. I mean, I always knew it was important, but it never really clicked withhowimportant. Kelly’s head bobs up and down loosely, and the dark chuckle I hear from Sam snaps my own spine straight.
There’s the alpha I want.
I can be dominant, despite being an omega, and I always was with Vee. He wasn't submissive unless it was just the two of us. He was never super dominant with anyone, but he always deferred to me. That was before my designation came in. Would he be more dominant now? What does his alpha bark sound like? And why do I care when I’ll never see him again?
Kelly’s stuttered reply yanks me out of my downward spiral. Her breath warm against my neck. “Yes, Teddy. I want you both. I’m just nervous. This is all new territory for me.” Her eyes are huge as they meet mine, big and brown and so deep I could drown in them. Bringing one hand up to rub the back of her neck, I comb my fingers through her hair, using it as an excuse to trace down her spine and back under her ass to keep her against me. Her tiny moan turns into a helpless giggle and I note that she’s ticklish for later.
My eyes meet Sam’s over her shoulder, nodding slightly, silently asking him to step back in, and relieved when he takes the hint. His hands come around Kelly’s front, unbuttoning her shorts, and then sliding up her stomach as she shudders against me. Her arms loosen and she leans into Sam, one hand reaching up to wrap around the back of his neck as well. His low growl sends a shiver up my spine, and my hips jerk against Kelly where she still has us pinned together with her legs.
Sam takes the opening she gives, his hands tracing up under her shirt, cupping her through her bra. I can see his fingers moving under the thin material in front of me, caressing her stiff nipples through the fabric. One hand disappears, sliding behind her, and then the whole thing comes loose and drops to the floor.
Kelly lets out a loud giggle. “Sorry, it’s strapless, I had to wear it for that dress.” Sam rumbles his appreciation for full access against the side of her throat and her laughter turns into a high moan as he cups her breasts again with no fabric between theirskin. Fuck, but I want to taste her. See if she tastes as light and sweet as she smells.
Now that Sam is supporting her as well, my hand slides around her thigh, up her waist, and pushes up her shirt so I can bend forward and taste her skin. She’s so soft, and smooth as silk under my lips as I lave her right peak with my tongue, causing her to jerk and moan. Sam pulls gently at the left, as he nips his teeth against the exposed column of her throat. Soon she’s a writhing mess between us, whimpering in need and rolling her hips against me. Sam’s eyes flash up to mine, and I realize he’s wearing entirely too much clothing. Hell, we all are.
“Do you want to see your sexy alpha without a shirt, Little Pixie?” I practically purr against her chest. And she lets out a whimper at the touch of my teeth against her tender flesh. Her head tilts up, meeting Sam’s eyes, nodding to him.
Sam growls and steps back. Pulling free of her hold, he strips his shirt off in one quick move and my mouth goes dry. His torn and faded jeans sit low on his hips, showing off most of his v-cut, and hugging the thick outline of his erection. His abs make me feel more than a little self-conscious about my own thicker shape. I guess working for the fire department he has to stay in shape—and what a fucking shape it is.
I drag my eyes away to take in Kelly’s reaction, and her head is tilted back as she stares. Her tongue coming out to wet her lips makes me think I’m not the only one who wants to lick the alpha pop in front of us. Part of me is tempted to set her down so we can do just that, see how long it takes the two of us together to bring Sam to his knees, literally.
This train of thought isn’t hindered any when he pops the button on those already low jeans and slides them off, his cock springing free and thumping against his stomach. His knot already swelling slightly at the base.
I let out a needy little whine as Kelly wiggles against me. Sam lets out a small laugh, both hands coming down to cover himself. “I’m feelin’ a little underdressed over here bein’ the only one naked.” The tips of his ears are red, and I finally release my arms, letting Kelly squirm free. All her earlier hesitation seems gone as she takes in Sam, standing in front of us. She lifts her own shirt over her head, leaving only those tiny little shorts trying to slide down her hips with the button undone.
Sam growls low and deep, stepping up to our beta, and cupping her chin. Dragging her lips to his, he claims her mouth, devouring her moans as he lowers his hands to wrap around her waist. He shoves against her shorts until they drag her blue panties with them to the floor. Not breaking the kiss, he wraps his hands under her ass, lifting her and wrapping her legs around his waist. She seems completely lost in him, nipping at his bottom lip before nuzzling her face against his scruffy jaw, and down his neck.
Chapter 8
Sam’s eyes are glued to me now, and I’m super self-conscious. I’m not in bad shape, but I’m thicker than he is. My omega side trying to keep me softer. Even without the extra layers of padding, I don’t have his body shape. My gym buddy, Sarah, at the omega center, pulls up the extra thicc meme every time she sees me shirtless in the gym, and we laugh about how hard it is for omegas to get really good muscle definition. Neither of us are even overweight, but I know that it’s a way of coping for her too.
If he is my alpha, then he can accept me the way I am. I swallow the lump in my throat and strip off my borrowed shirt, keeping my eyes on the floor as I shuck the basketball shorts I’m wearing before I finally raise my eyes to see them both watching me.
Kelly’s cheeks are a deeper pink as she stares unblinking at me over her shoulder. Her lips parted, and I watch in fascination again as her tongue darts out to moisten them. Her eyes flick down briefly to my cuffs, but she doesn’t say anything about my leaving them on. Sam meets my eyes, a low possessive growl building in his chest as he lets her slide down before stepping upto me. He takes my face in his hands before kissing me hard and swallowing my whimper of surprise.
I feel smaller hands run down my skin as Kelly circles behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist and pressing her chest against my spine, her fingers trace down my stomach and Sam jerks against me, pulling away when her knuckles graze against his abs. Apparently, he’s ticklish too.
He’s still holding me, his hands cupping my cheeks. He leans in, rubbing his face against me, scent marking me before leaning down to kiss a trail of fire along my jaw and neck. My body stretches towards him, and Kelly follows the movement, her face pressed against my back. I hear her inhale, breathing in our combined scents as her body softens against mine. Before shuddering and tensing slightly.
“Guys, I’m sorry, but I have a totally unsexy thing we need to talk about.” Her voice is muffled against my skin, but I manage to turn in her arms, my own coming around her shoulders. My fingers slide through her hair, wrapping it close against her scalp and tipping her head back so she has to meet our eyes. Sam’s chin rests on my shoulder, his chest against my back, purr melting my tense muscles.
Kelly looks up at me, biting against her lower lip. I watch her throat as she swallows a few times before her tongue flicks out, soothing over the abused flesh. “I’m…um…my…I was having a bad reaction to my last birth control.” Sam’s snarl draws her eyes to him. “I was taking it to help regulate my periods, they were kind of crazy. But they were causing other problems. So…I’m not on any right now. It’s been a few months…and, since I don’t…um…I’m not in a…Shoot!”
She swallows again, her eyes squeezing shut before everything comes out in a rush. “I don’t know if you have any condoms, but I can’t have unprotected sex because I’m not on birth control. And I really want to, butIdon’t want kids!” She takesa big breath and opens her eyes; she looks shocked when Sam chuckles beside my ear.
His deep purr rumbles back to life, his voice now soft and soothing in my ear as he reaches around my body, cupping her jaw, almost like he did mine earlier. “Thank you for telling us, Sugar, and I’m sure we can work somethin’ out. I’m not exactly lookin’ to start a family right now, especially since I just found the two of you.”
He chuckles and his finger boops the end of her nose. “Looks like we’ll have to be satisfied just tasting you today, huh?” I don’t bother holding back my groan, and Kelly lets out a little squeak when my erection jerks against her stomach.
Sam turns his head, his teeth grazing my neck, and I melt against him. His fingertips take her chin, tilting her face down and I release her hair as he pulls me back against him, his other hand circling around and gripping my cock hard. I shudder in his arms and Kelly’s tongue comes out again, another torturous slow swipe of wetting her lips.
“Do you wanna taste our omega first, Sugar? Before it’s his turn.” He strokes me slowly, his thumb coming up to spread the moisture leaking from my tip. Kelly’s eyes seem to swallow her whole face as she watches his hand. I let out a whine of need as he squeezes me harder.
Fuck it feels good to have someone else’s hands on me. I’ve been alone for so fucking long.
My head drops back, resting against his shoulder as his hand continues to pump, my eyes squeeze shut of their own accord, letting the sensations roll through me. I almost miss the soft shuffle against the rug as Kelly kneels in front of me. Sam’s hand stops stroking me, but he still holds firm, angling me down. My eyes snap open when I feel Kelly’s tongue against my overheated member, a tiny tentative lick followed by a moan then a more confident lick.
