He lets out a sound halfway between a chuckle and a groan. "Good grief woman. Loz'll gut me if we do anything on her sofa without putting down a towel."
A laugh splutters out of my mouth. "Zeke? Seb? Allen? You here? Could you grab a towel or two and come into the lounge, please?"
I steal another ravenous kiss from Ralph's lips, my eyes sinking closed as I drink him down, his tongue probing my mouth. I can feel the head of his gorgeous cock peeping out the top of his grey sweats. He's thrusting back against me, thehead of his cock putting the most delicious pressure on my clit through the thin layer of my underwear.
There's a groan behind me and the cushions shift as a warm body settles next to us on the sofa. I pull away fractionally and glance over. Zeke's sitting next to us, a hungry expression on his face.
"Dellie's omega needs to feel like we're properlyhers." He feels smug in the bond. Sounds like it, too.
Allen chuckles from beside the couch, his dark eyes sparking hungrily as he strides towards us. "Fair enough. And what does your omega need for that to happen?" he asks me, rubbing a broad hand over the back of my head.
"Mmmm. Feeling good with all of us. Together—oh!" I gasp as Ralph's smooth grinding hits an accidentally perfect angle.
"Judging by how James is feeling through the bond, he'll be back with us soon," Seb adds from behind us.
I smile at the thought, leaning back down towards Ralph's mouth and slowly pressing another kiss against his mouth, my hips picking up speed.
Zeke clears his throat. "Dellie, I wondered…"
I break my lips away from Ralph's mouth and look at Zeke, panting slightly, my face flushing. "Yeah?"
"Uh, you're always so caring for everyone else but you have a hard time saying what would make you feel good. We can keep doing the whole six words thing for as long as you want—but I wondered if it might be easier to find the words if you were telling us how to make each other feel good? And maybe… maybe Ralph can do to you some of what you get us to do, so you can be sure we'll enjoy it?"
"Is… uh, would you want… that?"
Allen's eyebrow shoots up, his lips quirking into a grin. I can feel a hungry enthusiasm in the bond. Seb nodsenthusiastically. I glance at Ralph. "Will you, uh, help me? And help me with the words if I get stuck?"
He seizes my face in both hands and pulls me down into a sloppy, demanding kiss that makes me soak the front of his sweats with slick. He drops his hands to my shoulders and breaks his lips away from mine. "I'll help you with whatever you need."
His lips find the sensitive spot on my neck, by my ear.
A little groan slips from my lips. "Stop."
He freezes, his body twanging with tension. I climb off him.
"Towels down first. Pants off. And you all have to promise to tell me if I ask you to do something you don't want to do." I strip off my underwear as Ralph's face breaks into a grin.
Seb chuckles as he draws the curtains in front of the glass patio door. Allen and Zeke have lined the sofa cushions with towels. They've all shucked their clothes. We're bare together. But… if I canpretendit's not about me feeling good… the little part of me (even if she has been a little quieter lately) who still freaks out at the thought of being laid bare—well, she might find it a bit easier to sit back.
I place one hand on Zeke's shoulder, my other on Ralph's.
"Sit down." I place a tender kiss on Ralph's lips, then pull Zeke into a hungry, swift kiss. I clear my throat. "Next to each other." They sit, their erections bobbing between their legs. "You can kiss, if that's what you both want." I glance back at Allen and Seb. "You two can kiss, too, if you like."
I bite my lip as I watch Allen devouring Seb's mouth. Seb's cock is bobbing against Allen's stomach as Allen fists Seb's sun-streaked brown curls. Ralph's moaning into Zeke's lips as he runs his hand through Zeke's chestnut mop. Slick is starting to drip down my legs.
The wet, hungry sounds are interrupted by the sound of the patio door sliding open and snicking closed. My breath catches in my throat for a moment, but releases as soon as I see the light glinting off James' short blond hair as he emerges from behind the curtain. I catch his eye. James blinks a couple of times, taking in the scene, his mouth twisting into an amused grin.
I try to ignore the waft of strange alphas and tiger balm coming from his clothes, but it's making my omega itch to restake her claim on him.
Seb breaks away from Allen's lips, panting slightly. "Dellie's omega's making sure all of us feel good." James' face flushes red.
"You go shower, but, uh, please don't take too long. And… don't bother getting dressed after. I mean, if you want to."
James nods silently, his face breaking into a grin, and he strides out of the room with a last, lingering look. I grab Seb's hand, and lead him over to the couch, and sit him on the other side of Ralph, then turn to Allen.
The shower sputters quietly into life in the bathroom.
"Which of our alphas would you like to please today, Allen?"
