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“Maybe if I won lotto,” Scott muses. “Like the Powerball jackpot, then I’d take the risk and drop a couple of mil on a beachfront place. You’ll still get a couple of decades of enjoyment out of it, surely.”

“Depends on the beach,” Matiu says, his grip tightening on my hip.

I let out a loud whine, unable to hold the sound back, and both men pause. Matiu picks up his beer and I don’t even have to look to know he’s wearing a shit-eating grin. He takes a long drink as Scott stares at the two of us, eyes finally dropping to what’s going on underwater.

“Are you two tied under there?”

I shake my head slowly, my cheeks hot. “Not tied,” I say breathlessly, gasping as Matiu makes good on his promise, his cock slowly dragging backwards now that Scott has noticed. He thrusts back in and I moan, my head tipping back against his shoulder. I’m too far gone to act normal anymore.

“Not tied, but he’s in you,” Scott says, floating closer. “How long have you two been…?”

“Since before you asked us what we wanted to drink,” Matiu answers for me as Scott’s hands settle around my waist. I whimper, desperate, already so close after being denied for what felt like an eternity.

“He’s been teasing you, has he?” Scott whispers, leaning in and kissing my neck. “Has he let you come yet?”

“I haven’t let myself come,” I answer, gasping again as Matiu moves once more. “I’ve been good.”

“She wasn’t allowed to.”

“God damn it, why do you get to have all the fun?”

“Because,” Matiu grunts, thrusting harder, making the water splash. It feels so fucking good to have him finally move. “You were too busy fucking around with drinks.”

“I was trying to make this a nice experience!”

“And it’s been lovely.”

They squabble like an old married couple. I set my teeth on Scott’s shoulder, biting gently to remind him he should be paying attention to me. He hisses and I whimper. I need Scott’s hands on me.

“Do you need a knot?”

That’s an even better idea than hands. I nod wordlessly, moaning at the thought.

“Or the equivalent,” Matiu says, dragging his cock backwards once more. He stills again, the head of his cock sitting just within me, as some silent thought passes between the two men.

“You sure?” Scott asks. Matiu grunts in assent, running his hands down my sides, pulling me down on his cock again.

“How do you feel about taking the both of us at once?” Matiu murmurs in my ear.

“God yes.”

“You can say no,” Scott says, brown eyes searching my face. “We don’t want you to feel⁠—”

“Please fuck me,” I beg, cutting him off shamelessly. “Both your—” I choke out another moan as Scott’s fingers run over my clit. “Please.”

Scott answers me with a searing kiss, growling into my mouth. We both scramble with the hem of his swim shorts. Matiu pulls my legs wider apart, offering me up like a platter while Scott presses the blunt head of his cock to my pussy, sliding through my folds to where Matiu is already inside me. There’s a moment of resistance and then all three of us are moaning as Scott slides in deep, stretching and filling my pussy, and it’s too much in the very best way. I shouldn’t be surprised by the orgasm that knocks the breath from my lungs and leaves both men hissing expletives as I pulse around them.

“Oh fuck,” I gasp as Scott pulls down the cups of my bikini top, freeing my breasts. I close my eyes, moaning as I suck on the fingers that push into my mouth. Someone’s lips are on my neck and hands cup my heavy breasts. Water sloshes over the sides as they move in perfect sync within me, the sensation sending me straight over the edge again with a cry.

“Fuckin’ good little omega,” Scott growls in my ear.

“You like that?”

“Yes,” I answer breathlessly. “Harder.”

They’re expert listeners, that’s for sure. I cling to Scott for dear life as they fuck me harder, and it’s everything I ever needed sex to be. “This is… an omega’s… wet dream,” I manage to say, the words punctuated by my gasping breaths.

“An alpha’s too,” Scott says with a breathless laugh. I kiss him deep, one hand in his hair, the other gripping Matiu’s meaty thigh.