“I want him.”
Theo makes a noise like someone punched the air out of his lungs. His hand fists tighter around his cock, and the look in his eyes is pure fucking desperation.
I grin, hips flexing forward just slightly, teasing her.
“Told you,” I say, glancing over my shoulder at him. “You’re not gonna survive her.”
Then, I thrust.
I bury myself inside her with a groan so rough it scorches my throat. She cries out, loud and helpless, her nails scrabbling for the cushions as her cunt clamps around me.
“Fuckyes,” I hiss, forehead dropping to her bare shoulder. “Still so fucking tight. What a perfect little pussy.”
She jerks back against me, her hips rolling instinctively as I start to move, and Beau growls his approval behind me.
“Look at her,” I say, loud enough for Theo to hear every word as I set a punishing rhythm. “Taking me so well. Slick as fuck. She loves being filled—don’t you, baby?”
“Y-Yes,” she whimpers.
“Louder.”
“Yes, Connor—fuck,yes—”
“That’s what I thought.”
I shift my grip to her waist, pulling her cheeks apart as I thrust harder. It’s messy, wet, andloud—her slick coating my cock, dripping down my thighs—and Theo looks like he’s about to lose his fucking mind just from watching.
“She gets louder the deeper I go,” I go on, voice dripping with pride. “She comes harder if you hold her down. You see that? The way she’s gripping me?”
Beau’s hand hasn’t moved. He’s still got her hair in his fist, and now he uses it to tilt her face toward Theo.
“Let him see everything,” he growls. “Let him see what he’s missing.”
Theo groans again, his eyes flicking between my cock disappearing inside her and the blissed-out expression on her face.
“She’s begging for it,” I growl, breath ragged, sweat sliding down my spine. “Even when she’s silent, her whole body’s begging. Ain’t that right, baby?”
Emery moans under me, nodding. It’s the kind of sound that scrapes through my chest and makes me want to do it all over again.
Her thighs are shaking now, her arms barely holding her up, and I don’t even try to hold back the smug, primal pride flooding me.
She’s ruined, and it’s because ofme. My mouth. My cock.
My Omega.
“Come for me again,” I murmur, bending over her, my mouth at her ear, lips brushing the sweat-slick skin there. “Show Theo how you fall apart when we fuck you. Show him what it looks like when you come for your pack.”
And she fuckingdoes—pure and utter instinct, as if her body was just waiting for permission from one of her alpha’s. Her slick pulses around me, that tight little hole clenching so hard and sudden that my vision whiteouts, and I curse violently, staggering forward into her with one last grind of my hips, barely holding myself together.
“Oh, fuck—goddamn—”
I pull out fast, hand already working my cock. I don’t even get a full stroke in before I’m coming, striping her ass and lower back with thick ropes of release.
With shaking thighs, all I can do is brace myself above her and stare at the mess I made, panting like I’ve run a full fucking sprint.
Beau releases her hair, his other hand dragging slowly down the curve of her spine.
“Lie her down,” he says, commanding as always. “She’s ready.”
