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Before I push in, mocha and coffee grounds wafts by me. I lift my eyes, checking to see who’s there. Syn stands frozen, lips parted, scent getting stronger the longer she watches. She’s not supposed to be here. I arch my brow and slowly rub my crown in the slick of the sweet omega spread out below me, my eyes locked with Syn’s the whole time. She gulps, her throat bobbing.

Ripley hasn’t noticed her yet, too caught up in sensation, her eyes closed. It’s only a matter of time before she notices if Syn stays. Today is supposed to just be me and Ripley, but I certainly wouldn’t object to Syn joining us. I don’t know how Ripley would feel about that, though.

Ripley brings my attention back down to her when her arms wrap around my neck and she pulls my lips against hers, her tongue sweeping into my mouth. I moan and my hips thrust forward hard. She’s so wet that I slide in effortlessly, bottoming out. My hips are pressed flush against hers, her cunt clenching my length tight in her heat. I forget about Syn, for the moment, the sweet yet demanding omega beneath me gripping me tight, taking all of my attention once again.

I thrust against her, slowly at first, grinding my pelvis into hers. The grip she has on me is one of the best feelings and she’s so wet, I just glide right in. My piercing hits her in all the right spots, driving her wild as she moans, saying my name over and over, clawing at my back and chest. I fuck her harder when she begs me to, unable to deny her anything with her sweet cunt wrapped around me. Sweat drips down my temple, and a sheen of it glistens against her skin.

“You feel so good. Why do you feel so good?” she whimpers.

“Fuck, so do you. So wet, so good. I can’t hold off, sweet girl. You’ve got me so fucking turned on; I’ve been ready to blow since the car,” I groan.

She surprises me as she flips us, pushing me onto my back and leaning over me as she bounces on my cock, up and down. This woman... is a fucking goddess. Have I said that yet? She swivels her hips, grinding her clit against me.

“Give it to me then, River. I want it.” Ripley moans, hair a wild halo around her face and hazel eyes practically glowing.

She sits up straight, continuing to grind against me for a moment before she lifts her hips up and slams back down on my cock, her pussy squeezing me tight in her walls. I grip her hips in my hands, my fingers digging into her skin hard enough to bruise. Her hands rest on my chest for support as she fucks me into the floor. It’s like she’s being driven on pure instinct, barely thinking of anything other than making me come, pleasing me.

It doesn’t take long. I grip her hard, holding her still. I push myself as far into her as I can go, wanting to fill her up with my come more than anything. A primal part of me wants to watch it drip out of her, making a mess. Instead, it’s all caught in the synthetic rubber. It’s a bit of a disappointing feeling honestly, but it’s forgotten quickly as Ripley’s pussy clenches me tight once more, pulling another jet of come from me as she comes again.

She collapses down on my chest, her breathing as erratic as mine. I wrap my arms around her, rolling us to our sides, still wrapped in her warmth. She drapes a thigh across mine, running the tips of her fingers along my back. Our breathing is heavy as I clutch her against me, not wanting to leave her warmth just yet.

“Mm. I like this part,” she whispers.

“Which part?”

“This. The cuddles. Don’t get me wrong, the rest of it was so fucking good. I need a cat nap after you completely depleted me. You just gave me like three or four orgasms. And fuck, do you feel good.” She moans, kissing my chest before pressing her nose against me and inhaling.

I look down as she closes her eyes, wrapping her arm around my waist, clutching me to her. I press my nose to the top of her head and just breathe her in. We could take a little catnap, like she said. I’m sure we’ll wake up before anyone comes in and catches us. Just a little rest to refresh. Because no way am I done with her. I’m taking her to my room when we wake up and locking us away so nobody can interrupt us.

Looking back over to the entrance, I note Syn is gone and her scent doesn’t linger. Guess she didn’t stick around for the entire show. Not that I would have noticed either way. Not with all my focus and attention being locked on Ripley.

My eyes slide shut, my breathing evens out, and I fall asleep listening to Ripley’s even breaths, her scent surrounding me, and my cock still clenched tight in her warm walls. Best day ever.

Twelve

Ripley

“Ah, fuck.”

A low groan is followed by those words, startling me awake. My eyes blink open, and it takes me a moment to remember where I am. Then comes the realization that I’m still very much naked, on top of a very nude River with his arms still wrapped around me.

Damn, he feels good.

I stick my nose to his chest and breathe in deeply, sighing out happily and snuggling closer. His arms squeeze me tighter as he sighs when I lick him. I giggle as he lets out a sleepy little growl. The sound of feet shuffling nearby has me snapping my eyes in that direction and letting out a shriek as I scramble back, shoving River away and latching onto the first thing I can find to cover up.

River glances at the entrance and groans. “Knight, I told you guys you’re supposed to be making yourselves scarce today.”

“Uh, yep. I remember that, babe. However, I didn’t know the family room was going to be off-limits. At least, not like this,” he mumbles, beautiful amber eyes tracing me.

My skin heats as his eyes peruse what they can. This is the only alpha I haven’t met yet. He has golden-brown skin with the build of a baseball player. Short, tight, dark curls sit on the top of his head with the sides shaved down. He has thick, plush lips that I just bet are pillowy soft, begging me to take a bite. A square jaw and high cheekbones. I pull River’s shirt tighter against me, thankful it’s somewhat larger and is covering everything as best as it can. Clearing my throat, I look at River and give him a sheepish look.

“Guess our nap lasted longer than we expected.”

“What time is it?”

Knight answers. “3:23. What time did you guys get here?” He asks, raising a brow.

My eyes widen. Almost 3:30 already? If I’m not mistaken, we got here around eleven or a little after. We slept the whole day away, nearly. I suddenly feel disappointed. Not in how this whole thing started because I very much enjoyed everything River and I did. But I am disappointed at having slept all our time away. Not that I have a curfew or anything, but I can’t expect to be here all day and it’s too soon for me to be having sleepovers. Not to mention, I can’t monopolize River.

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