My cum fills Ethan as he comes down Sloane’s throat.
I pant and slowly pull out of Ethan who winces as Sloane sits up on the couch, spreading her legs wide as she plays with her pussy.
“That was awfully selfish of us,” I say, and she nods her head in agreement, making me laugh. “You got any toys, baby?”
“The second drawer on the left,” Ethan says, his arm strung over his eyes. Slick is glistening on his chin, and he looks completely worn out. When I look around the room, I finally notice that Bram must be in the bathroom.
Well, more Omega and Beta time for me.
I go to the drawer and pull out a big, fat, pink dildo with a massive knot on the bottom.
“Baby, you’re going to give me a complex,” I say as I sit it on the table.
I take a risk, hoping that Bram is in the shower, and I’m lucky that he is and didn’t lock the door. I sanitize my hands and dick and grab her diaphragm while I’m in here.
We did take it out last night, and no one fucked her since then, right? I shake out the thought and come back to the living room.
“They’ll be right back.” Ethan is consoling her and rubbing her pussy.
“I’m here. Let’s fill this sweet girl up,” I say.
Her cheeks are red, and her hair is sweaty. It’s evident she's worn out. It’s her first heat plus all the issues along the way. She has to be mentally and physically exhausted. I can’t even deny that I’m so ready to get out of this apartment and just go for a walk. It smells like debauchery and all of our scents mixed together, and I’d like to be able to think straight.
But right now, Sloane needs relief.
I get down on my knees, dragging the toy along her clit and seam before pushing it inside of her.
I lick and suck her clit while I fuck her with the toy. Her nails dig into my hair as she moans and pants, needing more. Her poor pussy is so overused and sensitive she’s having a hard time coming, and that’s what she needs to feel better.
“I think there’s a small vibrating bullet in there too. Should I get it?” Ethan asks in a worried tone.
“Yeah, go grab it,” I say, and Sloane immediately pushes my face back to her clit.
I smile as I eat her out, and Ethan returns with the small vibrator. I turn it on its highest setting and push the knot of the toy into her, moving it around inside of her.
Her back bows, and I don’t know what takes over me, but I lean forward and suck the meat of her thigh hard.
It sends her completely over the edge. Her grip on my hair tightens as I watch her pussy clench around the toy, and she moans in pleasure. Her orgasm lasts a while, and as soon as she passes the crest, she’s begging for the vibrator and toy to be moved.
I’m gentle as I turn the device off and slide the toy out of her. The amount of slick that pools onto the couch is obscene. But Sloane, ever the planner, had already put waterproof protection on just about everything.
She’s shuddering as she holds her hands out. I pick her up and carry her over to the bed.
I cradle her against my chest, and Ethan lies in front of her, petting her messy, sweaty hair off of her face.
“You both did so well,” I tell them.
“Not going to lie, you fucking me was not on my heat bingo card, but I’m not mad about it.”
“Is Bram mad?” I ask. Not that I care or anything.
“I think maybe he just needed a moment to himself. Just enjoy this, it’s about to be over,” Ethan says as Sloane passes out in my arms.
Fuck, once her heat is over, what does that mean for the four of us?
CHAPTER 30
There’s an overwhelming sadness that hits me once I’m out of my heat. I can’t tell what time it is, but I just know everyone is sleeping.
