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“Alpha,” Trix whined.
I met her lips. but my hands caressed over her shoulders and up Pax’s neck, to bring his head close, and closer. I wanted him near so that she might hear how ragged his breaths were. How wild she drove this powerful, controlling alpha. “You undo him, Trix.”
“Yes.” Again they spoke as one, both trapped in her heat. How I kept my head clear I did not know, everything I remembered of the heat I shared with her ten years ago was a fog of lust and blind need. This time, however, it was as if time had slowed down.
“I’ll have her squirming, Pax. She’ll beg to come. But we won’t have that, will we, Trix? You’ll be a good omega and listen to your alphas. You won’t come until the moment Pax has fit his knot deep inside your quim. Be good, omega… Then you’ll beg for his bite. Play with your breasts, omega. Show us how you want us to touch you. Don’t be shy. With us you are never shy. Always open, slick and honest? Do you understand?“
“Goddess, Jack.” And like a good omega, she complied. Her hands weighed her breasts, thumbs rubbing circles over her nipples until they formed stiff peaks. Pax’s breath came in sharp pants as he looked over her shoulder to meet my gaze before refocusing on her too gentle torment of her own body. I heard his rumbling growl and the way he tried to thrust up into her. I’d not have that. Not yet. “Don’t. Not yet. We need to drive her wild…”
“Don’t order me around,” he growled, but the good alpha complied and with a muttered curse, ceased to seek the friction both of them wanted. I bit back the praise. Now wasn’t the time. Perhaps later we could work on that. For now, I liked seeing them following my suggestions as if I was barking orders at them.
“Very good, Benedict. You need a reward. You both do.” I trailed my hand down the softness of her stomach, through the curls, to trace where they were joined. My mate ground down on top of our lover’s knot. She was not stretched out enough to fit it inside of her—she would be. I licked my lips, eager for a taste.
Licking at her sex, the sweet taste of slick brought out a deep growl. I sucked her clit, releasing it when the sound of her moans became more desperate. I took little bites at her thigh, running my nose along the crease where her scent was strong. Across Pax’s knot. An alpha’s knot. I’d never been so close to one before. The temptation was too great, and I licked her slick off of it. I ran my teeth along Pax’s swollen knot, drawing a hiss from him. I stopped, waited, and he gratified me with one word.
“Again.”
I grinned wickedly. Pax, so dominating, powerful, and determined to master his lovers, had a taste for pain. Like in most things, I happily obliged him.
“Fuck. How… How does that feel so good?” Pax moaned. “Can’t take it. Will fuck you deep, Trix…”
I froze. It was the first time he’d called her Trix and Goddess, my name for her sounded like sin on his lips. That refined accent choked with need. Our perfect aristocrat, squirming and driven out of that tightly controlled shell of his, but only for us. Only we would ever get to see him so vulnerable, so himself. I returned to lavishing her cunt and his exposed knot and heavy balls with wet kisses, licking and sucking. I needed more, to feel closer, more connected than we already were. My hands travelled up his thighs, catching his hands where they rested on her waist. Together we swept over her curves to where she played with her breasts. “Pax. Please, alpha. I need your knot.”
“Giving it to you.” Fast as lightning his hands shifted and he gripped her shoulders. With a single savage thrust he reared up and brought her down onto his knot. They cried out as one.
“Bite her,” I ordered moving up her body. “Mate her, Pax.”
“Not yet. Do you want me to mate you, Vixen?”
“Yes, alpha. I want your bite.”
“Do it,” I growled. “I want to see it.”
He purred. Slowly rutting up into Trix, who’d lost her ability to speak. Her eyes blown with pleasure, head fallen back onto his shoulder. “I want her conscious…”
I angled my lips over his with Trix’s breasts pressed against my chest.
“I want your knot now.” I heard her mumble against my neck.
“Foolish omega.” I pulled back from my kiss with Pax. “You need to wait a little bit… But you’ll get my knot. Don’t you want his bite?”
“I want him to beg to bite me,” she whispered into my ear. I caught her mouth in another kiss. No wonder he called her Vixen. Here I’d thought she’d be the one needing and pleading to be bitten, but she wanted him to beg? Is that what would have her shivering through multiple orgasms? If so, I’d do whatever in my power to drive Pax headlong into a place where the thought of going another instant without sinking his teeth into her mate gland would kill him.
Pax shifted them so that they lay on their sides. I knelt above them, fisting my cock and glorying in the unexpected treasure I’d been granted. A part of me still suspected this was a dream. That after my interlude with Pax, I’d yet to wake, and when I did this perfect expression of longings I’d been too cowardly to put words would vanish. I’d go through my life haunted by the what-could-be's. Trix would remain unattainable while remaining mine. Pax would seek out a mate, and I would let him go because I’d never consider an omega other than my mate.
“Jack, you are needing,” my omega sighed, her eyes fluttering with the lazy after shocks of pleasure that so dominated an omega’s heat.
“I’ll not come until my knot is buried inside of you,” I told her.
“Naturally,” Pax growled.
“Naturally,” I repeated. “But there are things I can do while I wait for Pax’s knot to slip out.”
Their eyes narrowed, though I doubted they knew their faces so perfectly mirrored one another.
“Open your mouth, omega,” Pax said. “I want to see him fuck your face.”
“Pax.” She tried to get away. “I don’t want him to fuck my face. That sounds barbaric.”
