“How can you feel so soft but be so hard?” I pant and lick my lips, whining as Cadel and Jarek both shove fingers into me, dragging me up on my tiptoes. Mordecai hisses, and I realise I’ve tightened my grip on him.
My alpha just cups my face and grins. “Too much? Do you need more?”
“No,” I whisper. “And yes, I need more.”
Cadel sucks on my clit, while Jarek adds another finger. I moan and stroke Mordecai’s cock mindlessly.
“Good answer. Now, tell me what you want. How does this fantasy night look to you?”
I shudder. “I.” My body shudders. I bite my bottom lip and let out another higher whine. “I want you all.”
“And you’re going to get that,” Mordecai purrs.
“No, I want you all at the same time.”
There's silence. I open my eyes and look down. Cadel’s sitting on his heels, watching me. Jarek just laughs, but Mordecai’s eyes blaze.
“You want us to fill all these pretty holes? At the same time?”
That shouldn’t be so arousing. “Yes. I want us all connected. And I need you all to take me. Make me forget.”
“Jarek,” Mordecai says.
“On it.”
Jarek pulls his fingers from my pussy and slides them up until he reaches my ass, and then he presses on that ring of muscle until it gives way, and his finger slides inside.
“She’s going to need a lot of stretching,” Jarek says, and I think he’s pleased about it.
“You got wetter, didn’t you?” Cadel whispers. “Do you like what Jarek’s doing? Shoving his fingers in your ass? Stretching you nice and wide so you can take his fat cock?”
“I like everything you do,” I say and sway. “I like that a lot, too.” I let out a thin whine when a finger curls inside me.
Cadel stands up and slides his hand up, grabbing my breast, stroking my nipple with his thumb.
My grip on Mordecai’s cock tightens, and he lets out a deep, guttural groan, and suddenly, I realise how much power I have. Cadel leans in, pressing his smiling lips to my face.
With my free hand, I reach down, wrapping my hand around Cadel’s length. He goes perfectly still before he thrusts up into my fist.
I slide my hand up and down, watching them struggle to maintain their control. All I can hear is our panting and Jarek’s murmured praises he whispers to my ass as he adds another finger and scissors me open.
“Omega,” Mordecai wheezes.
“It’s mine,” I snarl.
Cadel leans in and sucks hard on my throat. I arch, giving him more room.
“You can have it, Omega, you can have all of them.”
The possessive flare fades with their capitulation. By some unspoken agreement, the three move away from me. Cadel steps back and lies down on the grass.
I watch as he grips his cock and strokes it. Mordecai leans over him and kisses him hard before running his mouth over those delicious abs and taking his cock into his mouth.
“Oh, gods,” I whisper while watching them.
Cadel arches his back, reaching out to grab Mordecai’s head and hold him still while he thrusts up.
Jarek walks me forward until I’m standing over them. He’s got three fingers in my ass, and I’m almost incoherent. He curls those fingers, pulls them out and shoves them back in over and over, fucking me with them.
