One corner of his mouth tipped up. “Are you going to worry about the way you smell when I get on my knees and eat this pussy?”
“No, I won’t worry.” Not when they’d washed me so thoroughly. Ishivered even though the water was hot. “And you don’t have to do that.”
The hand on my chest shifted upward, curling gently around my throat. Fuck, they didn’t need to choke me when this did the trick. Just like Bastian at the club.
I was wet enough that I felt it separately from the shower. Perfume exploded through the damp air, making every single Alpha groan.
Theo kissed me softly butdeeply.“I wasn’t asking for permission. I am going to eat this pussy because I can’t take a breath of your scent without my mouth watering, and because I want to.” The smallest squeeze of his hand. “You’re not in charge anymore, little Omega. You have your safe words. Can you use them?”
I mean, his words were making me breathless, but, “Yes.”
“Then, unless you are using them, spread your legs.”
A whole new wave of perfume escaped, but I obeyed him, and the second I did, the weight of the whole fucking world slid off my shoulders.
His hand stayed around my throat as he knelt, only letting go to push my legs farther apart. He licked into me slowly. His groan filled the echoey space along with my sipped gasps.
Sensations battered me from every side. The scent of all of us blending in the shower. Them watching me, hard with need and stroking themselves. Bastian’s firm grip around my wrists, rendering me helpless. Theo’s tongue swirling around my clit before he plunged it deep.
All the pent-up arousal from going through the list last night, then reading theirs, then seeing them like this—my voice echoed in ragged pants, and I tried to quiet myself down.
“No,” Bastian growled. “Let them hear.”
Embarrassment rose to the surface just to be beaten back by Theo’s hands on my hips, pinning them exactly where he wanted while he consumed me. “Feels so good,” I managed. “Almost. Not enough.”
“Not enough for what?” Logan asked.
“To come.”
Theo bit the inside of my thigh and looked up at me. “I’m not trying to make you come.”
I gaped at him. “What?”
The smile that slid onto his face was slow and devastating. “I’m licking this pretty pink cunt because it belongs to me and I want to. Do I want you to come? Sure. Am I going to make you comeregularly? Absolutely. Right now? I am playing with my new toy.”
White-hot arousal erupted inside me, and the next sweeps of his tongue had me going over the edge. I writhed against their hold. The pleasure was too much. It was going to drown me. Waves of it sharpening and fading the longer Theo sucked on my clit. Until I sagged against the shower wall, spent.
Theo took me back from Bastian and kissed me hard, drowning me with his presence and scent and flavor the same way he drowned me with that orgasm.
“Every word of what I said was true,” he said quietly, giving me a chance to catch my breath. Dropping to a whisper, “but I also knew that would turn you the fuck on. Objectification.”
I swallowed, clinging to him, still trying to catch my breath and my balance. “That’s the big one I don’t understand.”
“Because it feels wrong?”
“A little,” I said. “I don’t know why being treated like an object makes me feel that way. I don’t feel like it should.”
“Not just any object,” Theo said. “An irreplaceable object made for our pleasure. Even if degradation wasn’t a hard limit for you, it’s not something we enjoy. You will never be a thing to be tossed around or discarded. You will only ever be something fuckingsacred.”
The word echoed in the shower with finality. No one disagreed.
“You are not an object, Trinity. But there’s nothing wrong with pretending to be. Or getting off on someone enjoying youpurely for their own pleasure.”
That’s the way it made me feel. When he was on his knees, I didn’t feel anything but treasured. Precious. Chosen. Being their plaything was to be on a pedestal and have a place of honor.
Every kink had its facets. I was sure there were others who liked objectification for the degradation. More power to them. That would never be me. But their pleasure brought my pleasure, so being used for it made fireworks burst behind my eyes.
No matter how strange anyone else might find it.
