She bobs her head and uses my shoulders for purchase as she takes a breath and works on swallowing Ethan down the back of her throat. She gags and pulls back, a line of spit collecting on her bottom lip connecting her to Ethan’s cock.
I find myself wanting to taste it, so I do.
I wrap a hand around Ethan’s thigh and tug him toward me before wrapping my lips around his length.
His hand tangles in my hair, and Sloane moans loudly before moving faster on my lap. She leans forward, her face pressing against mine as her tongue slips out, licking Ethan’s cock and my lips.
My hand grips her ass harder, making her move along my shaft while also taking Ethan’s cock.
I love the way he feels in my throat, but I love the way he looks down at me even more. Like he’s shocked I would want to perform such an act on him.
Oh, sweet Beta, there’s so much more I want to do with you. My cock is just a bit busy right now.
Sloane’s pussy flutters as she sits down flush against my knot, her mouth latching onto the base of my throat where she sucks and licks.
I pull back from Ethan’s length for a moment to whisper two words. “Bite me,” I tell her.
She moans as her teeth sink into my skin and my knot swells. I work Ethan with my fist as his hand reaches out and slaps the wall for stability as he shudders, and his cum coats my chest.
“Fuck, sorry,” he hisses.
I’m about to reply when Sloane moves her mouth over my chest and licks up the Beta’s cum.
It sends me over the edge, my knot swelling to its full size, filling her tightly. Her pussy grips my knot like a vise as I spill into her, and the Omega shakes and moans on my lap.
Her cunt flutters around me as I throw my head back in ecstasy. I breathe through my nose as I let the euphoric sensation roll through me.
This is what it’s all about.
Heats are magical.
Jesus fucking Christ.
I come to, blinking away the best orgasm of my life, to a very irritated Omega on my lap.
I sigh and rub her thighs.
“Your little scent match and I made up,” I promise her.
She arches an eyebrow at me and grabs Ethan’s hand, forcing him to sit on the tile with us.
“What exactly does that mean?” Ethan says, stroking Sloane’s back.
Her body leans into his, and I wince as she jostles against my knot.
“No more fighting. We’re working on sharing.”
Ethan hums in disbelief, and I rest my head against the wall, kneading Sloane’s flesh.
“Also, are we going to talk about how you keep sucking my dick by surprise?” he says, which makes me laugh.
It makes Sloane clench against me, but I can’t stop laughing. I’m oversensitive, but fuck does it feel good to laugh.
This has all been so hard, and it’s nice to just have a normal quiet moment, just the three of us.
“Are you complaining, mascot?” I say, arching a brow at him.
“Not in the slightest. I guess I just feel like I owe you one or something.”
