Faye huffs moodily. “Stupid buttons!”
I chuckle. “You’re not being very patient, little omega.”
“But I need it!”
“Here you are, baby.” Ren helps her out, pulling his hard cock out his pants. It twitches as she wraps her tiny hand around it.
“It’s so warm and silky.” She snatches her bottom lip with her teeth as she rubs her hands up and down his shaft. “I’ve never touched one before.”
“Just follow your instincts, little omega,” I encourage. “Ren will show you what he likes.”
While she’s distracted by Ren’s cock, I slide my hands underneath her dress. The fabric rides up, giving me the perfect view of her creamy, soft thighs.
“Move your hands up and down like this.” Ren puts his hands over hers, guiding them. “Yeah, just like that.”
She perfumes, a deliciously sweet vanilla and honeycomb explosion filling the car. Faye’s usual scent is delicate andunderstated, but during heat, it takes on a whole different level of intensity.
I don’t know how Ren hasn’t already come—I’m struggling not to. I stroke her inner thighs, exploring where no alpha has before. She quivers under my touch, and her curvy hips buck, demanding more. Even though she hasn’t fully fallen into the throes of heat yet, I can already tell she’ll be insatiable.
I pause at the edge of her wet panties. “Do you want me to touch you, Faye?”
“Yes.”
“Say yes please, alpha,” I demand.
“Yes please, alpha,” she whines.
I slip my hands into her panties, her sweet, slippery slick dousing my fingers. She’s absolutely drenched.
“More,” she orders, taking out her frustration on Ren by moving her hand in fast strokes.
Ren’s breathing quickens. “Give her what she wants, man.”
“You want this?” I tease, stroking her clit.
“Yes! Oh yes, alpha!” She gyrates against my fingers, chasing her pleasure and coating me in more slick. “More! More!”
I slide one finger inside her, then another. She gasps, a flush creeping up her chest and over her cheeks. I want to put a lot more inside her, but that’ll have to wait until later.
She writhes, reveling in the moment. I curl my index finger, strumming her G-spot as her pulsing pussy hugs my fingers.
“More!” Her pleading calls to my primal instincts to give her everything she wants. “Please, alpha.”
We’re probably about halfway from the cabin, but she can’t wait that long. I knock on the privacy screen separating us from Frank and Laz three times—a signal for Frank to pull over. It’s a small backseat for two alphas and an omega. Plus, I can’t do what I need to while we’re moving.
Ren’s eyes roll back in his head, his white-knuckled grip on the door handle telling me he’s trying his best not to come while Faye enthusiastically works his cock. She’s a natural.
I press the microphone button to speak to Frank through the intercom with my spare hand. “Give us ten minutes.”
As soon as we come to a stop, I remove Faye’s seat belt. Thankfully, the car windows are tinted.
“Do you want to taste your alpha’s cum, little omega?” I ask.
A glazed, euphoric expression sweeps over her face as she nods excitedly.
“Put Ren’s cock in your mouth, little omega,” I instruct, withdrawing my dripping fingers.
“Oh, fuck.” Ren groans as she scrambles over and wraps her lips around him.
