Then his eyes return to where my fingers are moving in and out of my core and finding my clit again.
I vaguely notice Jake stir, a lazy grin spreading across his face when he sees what’s happening.
The coil tightens in my belly, orgasm hovering just out of reach. My breaths come in short gasps, slick dripping down to soak the pillows beneath me. Having them watch me is doing very wicked things to my heart. I’m so close—right there—when Beau’s voice cuts through like a whip.
“Stop. Now.”
My hand freezes, fingers buried in my pussy, clit throbbing under my touch. I whine in frustration, body trembling on the precipice, every nerve screaming for release.
“Please, Alpha,” I whine, and can see the effect my voice has on them.
“No, Omega.”
The denial aches, leaving me hovering right on the edge, desperate and empty. But the absolutely wicked tilt to his smile when he says, “I have another idea,” makes me almost tip over the edge.
Beau stands, the chair scraping back as he drags it to the very edge of my nest. He sits again, closer now, his presence looming. The bulge in his pants strains against the fabric.
“Show me how much you like it, Willa. Come here.”
There’s no question of not doing it. I crawl toward him on hands and knees, the blankets shifting under me. With the movement, slick trails down my inner thighs.
Reaching him, I kneel between his spread legs. And if I wasn’t already on fire, the low growl of satisfaction and want he gives me when I reach for him—hands fumbling with his belt and zipper—is enough to incinerate me.
He helps, shoving his pants down just enough to free his cock. It’s hard and heavy, heat pulsing along the length, the head already beaded with pre-come. I feel Charlie come reach up and remove my shirt, the cool air making my nipples harden.
It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced, his control. I want to make him lose it, to be so needy with pleasure that the mask slips.
I wrap my fingers around the base, stroking once before leaning in.
My lips part, tongue flicking out to lap at the tip, tasting the salt of him. Then I take him into my mouth, suckingdeep, bobbing my head with eager pulls. My Omega hums with pleasure at making my Alpha feel good.
He groans, hand tangling in my hair, guiding me without forcing. I hollow my cheeks, tongue swirling around the shaft as I take him deeper, gagging slightly when he hits the back of my throat. He’s too big for me to take all of him, but I want him to make that sound again.
The bed dips behind me. I arch, unashamed at how I must look. I just want them, want more. Charlie kneels at my side, his hand sliding up my back to cup one breast, thumb rolling my nipple until I moan around Beau’s cock.
“Just like that, Omega,” Beau says softly.
I close my eyes, surrendering to the velvet feel of him. I feel Jake beneath me, his head nestled between my knees. His fingers trail up my thigh, teasing at my wet slit with a gentle, tormenting touch. I try to push into his touch, desperate for something, anything, to fill me.
“You like this, Wildcat?” he murmurs, his voice a low purr as he continues to tease my pussy, dancing around my clit but never fully entering me. The frustration builds, a growl escaping my lips as I squeeze my knees together, trapping his head. He just chuckles, the sound vibrating against my skin.
And then, without warning, two fingers sink deep into my soaked pussy, a shockwave of pleasure tearing through me. He pumps into me again and again, building the pressure until it’s almost unbearable—right as the first swipe of his tongue drags over me and his fingers curve, finding a spot I’ve never been able to reach.
I shatter immediately, the orgasm ripping through me. My body convulses, slick gushing over Jake’s hand and mouth as I cry out, the sound muffled by Beau’s length in my mouth.
Charlie pinches my nipple harder, his other hand stroking my hair, murmuring soft encouragement. Jake pumps hisfingers faster, adding a third, continuing to hit that spot inside me, drawing out wave after wave until I’m coming apart for them.
Another orgasm is pulled from me, and I’m left trembling and gasping.
Beau pulls me off his cock with a wet sound. “Good girl,” he murmurs, and the praise sends another wave of slick between my thighs. “Such a good girl for your Alpha.”
His hand comes up to cup my face, thumb brushing over my lower lip. I part my lips automatically, and he slides his thumb into my mouth. I suck on it instinctively, watching his eyes blaze.
He stands, pushing me back onto the bed with firm hands. “Present for your Alpha, Omega. Show me that pretty ass.”
“Yes, Alpha.”
I scramble into position on all fours. The soft nest of blankets and pillows cradles me, but it’s Beau’s commanding gaze that holds me captive, making my skin flush hot and my core clench with aching emptiness.
