“Only by the barest of technicalities,” Briar murmured, nudging Maverick over so he could rub his cheek against them.
“I wanna feel,” Maverick replied, nudging him right back.
Not only did he rub, but he mouthed at the cloth too, running his tongue against it, occasionally reaching skin in between the woven bits of lace. Then he doubled down and started purring. “Sssssofttttt.”
“You’re hogging all the Leo,” Briar grumbled, but there was no heat to it, just humor and the slightest bit of snark.
“Mayyyybe,” Maverick replied, purring again. “But damn he looks hot in lace.”
“The only question now is just how long you’re going to leave it on me,” I groaned, because those purrs against my cock were starting to vibrate lower and I could feel the slick began to trickle out of me.
“At least until someone moves and lets me torment you myself,” Briar grumbled, gently nudging him again.
This time Maverick didn’t resist, he just gave Briar the room to not only nuzzle but slip his fingers beneath the leg of those lacy boy shorts to find the wet opening beneath my cock and graze his fingertips over the folds. My knees shook, I was so turned on and desperate to spread my legs so he could touchfurther, but Maverick’s hand on my hip, and Briar’s free hand on my other hip, kept me upright until they could peel them off.
I was so slick and ready for Briar to claim me that I nearly tripped stepping out of those lacy boy shorts. Once again, my mates kept me from landing on my ass. Instead, Briar gently tugged me to sprawl beside him, while Maverick found a way to wiggle between my legs, pink tongue darting out to tease over his upper lip again, the moment our eyes met. I knew where he was headed, and more than welcomed what he intended to do as he licked up my leg, slowly inching towards my throbbing dick and dripping opening. Damnit, he’d flipped the script on me again. I was supposed to be licking him, not that I intended to point that out.
“Hell yeah,” I groaned, as Maverick got his first taste of me while I whined and raised my hips in offering as Briar added his fingers to Maverick’s tongue. “Let the mating begin.”
Chapter 12
Maverick
Finding out that Leo was as dual-functioning an omega as I was made the possibilities endless; finding out he liked to top as much as he liked to bottom was mind-blowing. Licking over his cock, I felt him shudder; licking lower, over the opening just beneath, earned me a whine and a squirm from him. Briar and I had him pinned down, Briar with his head on Leo’s chest, kissing and licking his way over his abs, me slotted between his legs, Leo with his hands tangled in our hair, all of us moaning. I watched Briar pinch one of Leo’s nipples, making him raise his hips and offer me a deeper taste of him. My eyes rolled back when the scent of his heat hit me, and my tongue couldn’t get enough.
“Maverick.”
Whatever Briar wanted could wait just a moment as Leo writhed against my tongue and I got lost in the intoxicating flavor.
“Mav.”
“Murrrr!”
“Ohh, fuck, purr some more for me, baby!” Leo snapped.
“Murrrrrrr.”
“Yeah, just like that.”
“Maverick!”
“Busy!” I hissed against Leo’s opening, wanting another taste, only to be dragged away by two firm, heavy hands on my hips. “What!”
“We need to take this to the bedroom,” Briar said. “There’s not nearly enough room on the couch.”
Okay, so maybe he had a point there, considering he was kneeling on the floor, but I’d been exactly where I wanted to be and was a bit grumpy that he’d broken it up. Judging from the look on Leo’s face, he was too.
“Fine, we could move, but I’m going right back where I was,” I grumbled as I finally allowed him to tug me the rest of the way off the couch.
If we hadn’t been renting the place, I might have let my claws out in an effort to anchor myself to the tastiest bounty I’d ever sampled. Catching Leo’s hand, I tugged him up with me and kept hold of it all the way to the bedroom, where he spun me and shoved me face first onto the bed, his flop, when he landed on the bed beside me, bouncing me enough to keep me from catching my balance and being able to crawl back between his legs again. Instead, one of Briar’s hands landed on my hip, lightly, and the other cracked me on the ass, and it wasn’t very light.
“Owe!” I grumbled, reaching back to rub it only to have him swat my hand away. “What was that for?”
“Forgetting to pay attention to me,” Briar growled.
Shit.
He rarely used his alpha voice with me, but hearing him do it sent a shiver down my spine. I’d already been horny; now I was dripping, aching, and very contrite for not listening when he called my name.
