“Focus on the Alpha between your thighs,” Greer says, making me snap my full attention to Lain, who’s hooking his finger under the elastic of my panties and slowly slipping them down my thighs.
There’s not even a moment to be insecure, not by the way Lain stares down at me like I’m truly the most exquisite thing he’s ever seen.
It’s not as bad as I thought, being the center of attention…In fact, I like it.
Lain uses two fingers, swiping through my slick, just staring down at my pussy.
“All this for me, pet?” he says affectionately, before pushing his two fingers into my entrance.
His other hand is gripping my thigh with confidence, and God. How could I have forgotten how good this was? Though that wasn’t right, was it? Because it had never been this good for me. I’d never truly let myself be intimate with people, never sought out touch or sexual gratification.
But at this moment I was starving for it.
Lain is so large that he’s basically moving to kneel on to the floor as his mouth descends on my clit. My back arches with the touch of his lips and I couldn’t be quiet if I tried.
I’m gripping on to the leather couch with little purchase, watching as this handsome Alpha goes down on me as if he’s reaching for his own pleasure.
The curl of his fingers inside me, along with the luscious torture of his tongue, has me almost ready to burst.
“That’s it, sweet Omega. Are you going to come for us?” Greer asks.
I’m not even sure when he moved, but now he’s sitting on the coffee table and sliding down the cup of my ugly bra and exposing my breast to the room.
Lain glances at him from under his lashes, but doesn’t move his mouth or fingers away from me. I have one hand in his hair, and as Greer leans forward and sucks my nipple in his mouth, I run my other hand through his too.
It’s overload feeling this good, being this cherished, having two Alphas treat me like I’m something special.
They both suck hard at the same time and it shatters me.
My head falls back, and my muscles clench. I even hold my breath, making my head feel light and airy. The sensation is nothing I could ever recreate myself, as these two men don’t stop touching me.
Lain’s fingers are still deep inside me, his tongue lapping at my clit as I moan out my pleasure. Both of them are watchingme fall apart and I find myself thinking that I wish I could scent them too. I want to be able to tell how aroused they are.
I’ve never wanted to scent an Alpha in my life, but for these two I’d make an exception, and isn’t that just fucking terrifying?
I’m panting as Lain shows mercy on my over sensitive clit, kissing down my thigh. There’s a slight sheen of slick on his chin and he uses his forearm to wipe it off his face before giving me a pleased grin.
“That was…” I try to find the words.
“Oh, we aren’t done with you. Not even a wee bit,” Greer says, gripping my chin and bringing my mouth to his.
“What?” I say in a hazy voice and Greer smirks at me.
“You think I wouldn’t want my own taste?” he asks, and before I know it, Greer and Lain are trading places.
It doesn’t seem truly fair for both Alphas to go down on me and for me to not do anything in return. It’s not even an issue of feeling reciprocal.
I want to touch them. I want to please them.
“I’m going to stroke my cock while I eat your pussy and I don’t want you to come until I say so,” Greer says.
I nearly choke at his words and watch in fascination as he frees himself from his pants. He’s long and thick, with dark auburn hair at the base.
His veiny forearms bulge as he strokes himself and I watch in fascination as he pulls the skin back, showing the weeping tip of his length.
“You like what you see, sweet girl?” Greer asks, his tone confident and bold.
I return the favor by being bold myself.
