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When he sucks my clit into his mouth and swirls his tongue around my sensitive flesh, a breathless moan escapes my throat.
Felix moves up onto his knees and sucks my nipple into his mouth, his other hand finding my right breast and rolling the hard peak between his thumb and forefinger. Austin tilts my head back and captures my mouth with his. Nipping my lips and demanding more. As soon as I part my lips, his tongue is sweeping inside to tease me and swallow the constant flow of whimpers Saint is eliciting.
“Such a good girl,” Austin says against my lips.
The couch is toast because I am drenching it in my slick. Towels. Next time we need towels.
Next time.
Fuck, I’m doing this again. Maybe for the rest of my life. The thoughts send a chain reaction through my body, and I explode on Saint’s eager tongue, while my other alphas do anything they can to prolong the pleasure.
It isn’t enough. I need a knot.
My pussy is pulsing around nothing, begging for completion, and all I’m able to get out is, “Knot.”
But it’s enough. Because Saint straightens, his fingers working the button and zipper of his jeans like a fucking pro. And he is commando. His dick bobs between us as he pushes his pants down, the knot heavy at its base. He’s long and thick and everything my body is craving. A whine for him starts in my chest and works its way out of my lips. Austin nips at my neck, a promise of a bite, and I tilt my head to give him more access. Give me a fucking necklace of bites. I’m so far gone, I want it all.
“Protection?” Of course he still has his head.
The omega in me that wants to have a million babies with my pack wants to say no, but my practical brain wins out, and I nod. He drags out his wallet and pulls out a condom, dropping the wallet to the ground as he tears the package open with his teeth. And my heat is being so iffy, it is better to be safe than sorry.
How many omegas does he sleep with that he needs to carry protection in his wallet? The nagging thought is intrusive, and I push it away and hopefully off a cliff because what happened before me doesn’t matter.
“It’s new. For you. Only you,” he whispers.
My stomach dips at his words as he reads my mind.For me.
Felix takes the condom from him and rolls it over Saint’s length in a practiced move. Another insecure omega thought intrudes. And I need one of them to distract me with an orgasm, because this one wants to know how many women they shared. Fuck.
I’m a goner. Possessive omega, activated.
Just as Saint’s tip is brushing my folds, Austin says, “Wait.”
I hold my breath as he straightens up behind me and then circles the couch. He lifts me up as if I weigh nothing, then settles me on his lap, spreading my thighs wide. I can feel his hard length beneath me as Saint rises to his knees again.
“That’s it. I want to feel every tremble that Saint works from your body while Felix and I watch.”
Saint positions himself between my legs. His cock straining to be inside of me as he runs himself through my folds, the head catching at my entrance. He hisses as he pushes in a tiny bit. His enormous head filling me in the most delicious way, promising more with his knot.
He groans. “Audrey, fuck, I will not last.”
A shiver works through me at his husky words. His leather and lemons musk envelopes me like a warm blanket and mixing with fall, spice, and the ocean on a perfectly sunny day.
“Saint, more,” I say.
Another groan falls from his lips as he pushes in further, stretching me wider. Filling me in all the ways possible. Then he pulls back and strokes back in with a deliciously slow and measured thrust. He brushes a spot inside, and my head drops back to Austin’s shoulder as I shudder.
Austin smooths his hands up and over my stomach, holding onto my breasts as if they are handles, his thumbs working the tight peaks. Felix leans forward and sucks an offered nipple into his mouth, and I’m positive I’m going to die. The sensations have another heat spike rising to answer them. As if my body wants to ensure we don’t leave the apartment for the next few days.
I move my hips as much as I can, urging Saint to go deeper and give me what I crave. He moans and sinks another inch deeper.
“You are so fucking tight.”
I don’t tell him it’s because, before them, I’ve only had one less than stellar experience by a man that then, tortured me a week later. I don’t want to think about him. Not right now, in this perfect moment.
So I hum out my agreement, so I don’t have to admit that I’m basically a virgin. Because we were interrupted before Jason could get that far. Thank whatever God that had been looking out for me that day, because being tied to him in that way would have been unbearable.
Saint captures my face in his palms, his movements stilling as he stares into my soul. “Stay here in this room, Audrey. I need you present. We will hunt down your monsters and kill them all, but right now, right here, it is about pleasure and connection. Not anyone else. No ghosts from the past are allowed in this room with us.”
