Fuck! Edging hasn’t been part of my sex with Red, so I forgot how good it feels, especially done by someone who can’t get enough of my body. I burn, the inferno building under my skin as Callisto takes his fill, clearly addicted.
In and out, nudging my sweet spot, backing off, then starting again, all the while his devilish mouth teases my nipples and tastes my sweat. I can’t bear it.
“Please, Calli!” I beg shamelessly. “I might die.” Panting, I reach between us and grasp his nipples, twisting a little.
He chokes, body quivering, so I do it again.
Calli leans on one arm and steadies my hip with the other, thrusting harder. His dark eyes bore into me, full of heated wonder. I release him and reach to the side, silently asking for Red. She senses my need and takes my hand, joining the four of us together. Even without that, Zack and Red ride with me, forever linked by the bond.
My legs shake and my belly clenches, desperate whimpers sliding through my throat one after the other.
“Come for me, Ricky,” Callisto finally growls out, full of alpha order.
I convulse and obey, the heat exploding through my dick and up my spine. Dry sobs clog my throat, turning to screams as he increases his pace. My cum shoots up his sheened belly, splashing on his chiseled abs, and fuck if I don’t feel wildly proud looking at my traces stamped on Callisto Wren.
He might feel the same way, because he looks down and then groans, leaning into me with a series of quick thrusts. Heat fills my ass as his cock thickens and empties. Callisto shakes and gasps for breath, his scent turning so thick it coats my tongue.
I flop back on the bed, quivering and drenched with sweat.
Calli looks down at me, a new wonder in his eyes, and even without a bond I know we’ve just had the best first time possible.
“I love you, Ricky. I didn’t even know how much until now.”
“Ditto,” I murmur, pulling him down for a hug.
I have two alphas now, and an omega. The happiness is more than my body can contain—but I’ll do my best to hold it anyway.
Chapter forty-nine
Red
Fuck, they’re so beautiful I moan just from watching, soaking the bedspread and Zack’s lap with slick. My breath hitches with soft pants around Zack’s kisses, the strength of Rickon’s shared experience shaking me to the core.
Zack breaks our kiss, and he rumbles faintly as he asks, “Cal-ee no use rubber?”
I quiver with a silent chuckle. “Sometimes it’s okay, if you wash well after,” I whisper to him. “Rickon was worried you might get sick if we weren’t careful.”
“Careful,” he repeats, savoring the word. “Was Cal-ee going slow careful with sex?”
I stroke his ears. “Yes, but I’d say that’s more being gentle. I think it was his first time with a man.”
His brow furrows. “I be more gentle?”
Chuckling, I drop my head onto his shoulder. “Only if you want to be. Both Rickon and I like you being strong, and youknow we enjoy everything you do.” I tap his chest to indicate the bond sensation. “But sometimes gentle suits the mood more.”
“Mood?”
“How you feel.”
“I feel happy.”
I nuzzle his cheek. “Me too.”
The two sexy alphas beside us collapse on the sheets, blowing hard. Gosh, if anyone else saw what I’m seeing, we’d never be left alone. Scrap porn, scrap movies, Callisto and Rickon together feels like something so beautiful human eyes shouldn’t be allowed to see.
And my first alpha’s pushing such powerful love through the bond I feel like I could float right off the bed.
Zack breathes me in, and he hums. His hand drifts between my legs where he plays with the evidence of my arousal. “My ohm-ee-ga likes her new pack.”
