His movements are jerky at first, as he focuses on the taste of my slick, moaning against my pussy as he licks me, but when he flicks his tongue over my clit, making me gasp and wiggle under him, he pauses.
“You like it better when I lick you here,” he says, flattening his tongue over my clit and licking in big circles, eyes locked on mine. Fucking hell, that’s criminal behavior.
“You’re fucking killing me,” I groan, dropping my head back to stare at the ceiling. Why is this man asking questions, and even worse, why is he expecting an answer? When he points his tongue, flicking it more quickly over the bundle of nerves, my hips grind into him on their own, forcing me harder against his mouth. “Fuck yes,” I whisper, eyes falling shut, until he dips his tongue back inside me.
I can’t resist looking past his shoulder at the man tied up on the couch. A bolt of desire shoots through me as he meets my gaze. Kai’s eyes are wide, his chest heaving as he breathes rapidly. His scent of cedar mixes with Benson’s pine in the most delicious way as I tug the alpha’s hair.
“Your slick gushes for me when I lick you like that. Does it feel good?” he asks before doing it again, and I nod, not wanting to actually answer him. Not sure if I can form words when he does that. When he lifts his head, removing his tongue, I whine against my will. Fucking omega instincts. Mother friggin’ alphas and their skilled tongues, and millions of questions. “You need to tell me, or I won’t know.”
“I am telling you.” I huff in frustration, looking down at him. His lips glisten with my slick as he hovers over my pussy, and I groan again. Oh my god, that's an enticing sight. I swallow hard, looking over at Kai again, who I swear is smirking. “I’m telling you with my body. You figured out how to make me slick without directions…” I say, panting. I’m so fucking turned on right now. “Consider it encouragement to have a woman grind her pussy up into your face.”
“Okay, so…” He drops his head back down between my thighs and licks me exactly the way I like most. He keeps going without stopping, and bless the man for figuring it out, because he doesn’t change pace and just keeps eating me out like this isn’t his first time and it’s his last meal.
My hands are fisted so tightly in his hair, holding him against me as I grind up into his mouth, my knees practically crushing his head as I moan for him louder and louder with every minute he keeps going. Every once in a while, he detours for a taste of my slick, groaning when he finds more, before sucking my clit hard, then resuming his precise licks.
“Fuck, Benson, yes, just like that. Oh fuck, I’m so close… Please don’t stop!” I beg as I devolve into a mess of slick and cum as the orgasm hits. I moan and whine for him, holding him tightly as I ride out the orgasm, aftershocks of pleasure making my hips twitch and jerk as he keeps licking. The sound of Kai groaning around the tie in his mouth only draws out my pleasure. I try to contain my whines, but it’s impossible.
“You came?” he asks, looking up at me, sounding unsure. I look down at him, panting as my chest heaves with the crop top pushed up above my nipples, my legs still wrapped around his head, shaking. I release my grip on his hair, dropping my hands to the bed as I stare at him. My slick is dripping from his lips, down his chin, and the sight has heat flushing my cheeks that are no doubt already red from the orgasm.
“You’re joking, right?” I ask, hiding my face behind my hands, hoping to cover up my embarrassment. “You can’t tell?” I ask, and Benson chuckles as I peek at him between my fingers.
“I’ve never seen you come before. Maybe you faked it.” He says, reaching up to move my hands away from my face. “Judging by all the slick, though, I’m guessing that was real.”
“She wasn’t faking,” Kai says in a breathy tone, and I glare over at the beta who has finally tugged the tie out of his mouth with his still tied hands. “That was one hundred percent real.”
“Next time you’ll have to tie his hands behind his back…” I grumble.
“So that was okay?”
This fucking guy…
“That was insane,” I murmur, still trying to catch my breath as I relax my legs and move them off his shoulders, scooting until I’m sitting up more.
“Good.” Benson looks so fucking hot like this. My slick glistening on his lips.
Kai’s desire-laced scent, and the knowledge that he just watched us, is only turning me on more.
Nick steps into the room, then shuts the door behind him and locks it.
“Did he make you come?” Nick growls, and I nod.
“Yes,” can he tell I need more? That I need them both. That I might need all three of them…
“Fuck, your slick smells so fucking good.” He groans, leaning back against the door, breathing deeply.
“Tastes even better,” Benson adds. He’s still kneeling as he wipes some of my slick off his chin with the back of his hand, and I blush even brighter.
“Your turn,” I say to Benson.
“My turn?” he asks, sitting up and leaning back.
“Yeah,” I murmur. “Your turn.” I take his hand in mine as I stand, ignoring the slick that drips down my thighs as he gets to his feet and looks down at me. After removing my shirt and tossing it to the side, I reach for the waistband of his sweats, pausing when I find a large dark wet circle.“Oooh…”
“Yeah.” He winces. “Hearing you scream my name with your cum on my tongue made me finish.” I glance up at him, our eyes meeting for a moment. He’s clearly embarrassed, but I just smile.
“That’s hot,” I say, shrugging.
“Don’t feel bad, you’re not the only one,” Kai grunts, and we both look over at him. Sure enough, he has a matching dark spot on the front of his own sweats.
