"Need...can't...more..." Camelia mumbled. Her orgasm had barely finished, but she could already feel the throb of desperation starting to build inside of her again. It wasn't enough. It was never fucking enough.
"We'll give you what you need, baby," Evan murmured, his voice heavy again as his cock, too, slipped from her pussy. "Don't worry."
Camelia nodded, and squeezed James' hand.
Chapter twenty-four
Evan
The smell of eggs cooking and the sizzle of sausage was almost enough to distract Evan from the heavy scent of Camelia's heat. He hummed as he put the cooked sausages on the plate next to the stove, already piled high with various breakfast foods, and his cock twitched between his legs as he enjoyed the simple pleasure taking care of his Omega.
She was so much more amenable now, willing to listen when James told her that she wasn't eating enough. Her big, dark eyes were still clouded with need, and her wetness was still slowly dripping out of her like a heady, desperate aphrodisiac, but she'd softly agreed, her entire body pliant as James stroked her from neck to hip.
He looked up at Evan, his gray eyes soft and intense as he nodded. "Make us some food, Ev. I'll take care of her until you get back."
Evan hadn't wanted to leave, but his stomach was aching with hunger, and he knew that Camelia hadn't eaten anywhere near enough since the beginning of her heat.
He trusted James with his life. He knew that he would take care of her, too. They would together.
His stomach twisted a little as he pulled two more pieces of toast out of the microwave, a thought lingering in the back of his mind. Camelia was anOmega. And he hadn't known; James hadn't known. In the past, when he'd stumbled on Omegas, it was more than clear to him what they were. Not just because they all had the same deliciously curvy figures, the same way of walking like they were pure sex on legs meant to tempt him but...because he could smell it.
Not their heats, of course. Most Omegas wouldn't go out in public if they were anywhere near their heat, especially if they were Mated; it was too risky. It was almost impossible for an Alpha to resist the urge to claim an Omega in heat if he stumbled on one – a fact that Evan was now intimately acquainted with – but Evan knew them by the signature waft of hormones that made his instincts perk up and pay attention.
Camelia hadn't pulled his attention inanyof those ways, and he was...more than a little confused, if he was being honest with himself.
Not that she hadn't drawn his attention.
A soft moan echoed down the stairs, and Evan's cock twitched again. He gathered the plate of food and held it carefully in his hands as he went up the stairs two at a time, his cock throbbing harder with each step closer to Camelia's room.
It's not her room, she isn't staying here with you guys. This is just a temporary solution to a unique problem, don't get ahead of yourself, Evan...
Evan's pessimistic thoughts faded away when he pushed open the door, still cracked from where he had mostly closed it on his exit, and Evan bit his lip at the sight that presented to him.
James was sitting up on the bed, leaning up against the wall with Camelia on his lap. His long legs draped across the length of the bed until his feet dangled over the edge, and Camelia's back was pressed firmly against his front, her legs spread wide around his. His cock was buried deep in her pussy, the position giving Evan a clear view of her swollen, glistening folds as his cock slowly pumped in and out of her.
Evan carefully put the plate of food down, his mind already a hundred miles away from eating, and he walked – no,stalked– over to the pair on the bed,
"Evan," James murmured. His focus lowered as he pressed his nose into Camelia's neck, growling softly as his cock pressed deep inside of her again. She whimpered, her arms lax at her sides as she allowed him to move her this way and that, however he needed her to have his cock buried in her and sating her heat.
The soft pleasure on her face was almost enough to make Evan lose control all over again. James' hands stroked up her front, cupping her heavy tits and brushing his thumbs against her brown nipples as Evan shoved his pajama pants down his hips, kneeling on the bed between James and Camelia's spread legs.
Camelia's eyes fluttered open, and the burning desire in their dark depths made Evan's cock twitch. A slow smile spread across his face, and he reached forward, cupping her chin and stroking his thumb across her soft skin.
"Okay, baby?" he asked, keeping his voice pitched low.
She moaned softly, and James pressed a tender kiss to the crook of her neck as she nodded. His long fingers plucked at her nipples, and she squirmed a little as he pulled almost all the way out of her, just the head of his cock resting inside her swollen, reddened folds.
"Hold still, sweetheart," James murmured. He teased her nipples for another second, and she whined softly as her hips jerked, trying to get more of his cock inside of her.
Evan couldn't stop himself from groaning softly at the wanton picture she made, and he lowered himself until he was lying on his stomach, directly between their legs. "We'll take care of you, baby," he rasped.
He leaned down and gently pressed her folds wider with his thumbs, the view making his cock twitch. She wasdesperate, her pussy dripping around James' cock and her clit peeking out from under its hood, red and angry-looking. It twitched at Evan looked at it, and her scent filled his nose, his head, until the only thing that he could think of was taking care of Camelia and giving her everything she needed in that moment.
She gasped as he leaned down, his tongue dragging gently over her clit. It was gentle, so much gentler than he wanted to be in that moment, but they had all the time in the world. Her taste was intoxicating, and he continued teasing her clit and folds with his tongue as James sank his cock all the way back inside her again.
"Look at you, sweetheart," James murmured. "Stuffed so full, your sweet clit being taken care of...you're getting exactly what you need, aren't you?"
Camelia whimpered, her clit gently pulsing under Evan's tongue. "Alpha...I need..."
