“Stunning,” I agree as I pull off my sweater.
Ruby’s cheeks redden a touch at our praise, and her lips curve as she slides off her panties.
Her scent rises as soon as her underwear is off, and a deep purr rumbles to life in my chest. “You smell so good,” I groan.
“Quit getting distracted and get naked,” she says, laughing.
I scramble to obey, only realizing once I’m naked that both omegas’ attention has shifted to my far less appealing physique. I fight not to curl in on myself or grab a blanket to cover back up with.
Their eyes burn against my skin. They’re staring at the surgery scar. “I know it’s gross to look at.”
“Damn, you weren’t kidding about being big,” Ruby says, then meets my eyes. “Wait, what? Your dick isn’t gross.”
“Not gross at all,” Archer agrees, pushing up and reaching to wrap a hand around my slightly flagging erection.
I curse at his touch, cock bucking against his hand. “I meant my scar.” My voice grows strained as Archer’s thumb brushes against my frenulum. “Fuck, sweet omega, that feels good.”
“Who cares about a scar when you have the body of a Norse god?” Ruby asks dryly.
“Mmm, yeah, like Thor,” Archer murmurs as he plays with the bead of pre-cum dripping from my slit.
“W-what?”
They ignore my skepticism, Ruby bending to kiss Archer, then stroking his cheek. “Where are your toys, sweetheart?”
“Over…over in the corner… there’s one that has a knot.” Archer groans. “God, I need a knot. Please.”
She strokes his cheek. “Shh, it’s okay. Let your alpha give you some of his cum while I get the toy and get you nice and warmed up, okay?”
“It won’t take me long, and it will help ease your discomfort,” I add hoarsely.
I wrap a hand around my cock, ready to get myself off as quickly as possible, but Archer whines and bats my hand away. “Let me.”
I don’t have time to protest before he’s bending over and sucking me into the hot well of his eager mouth.
“Shit.”
It’s been so long since anyone has given me head, I’m not going to last. Especially not when he’s moaning and slurping my dick like it’s the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted. And absolutely not when Ruby moves behind him, where his ass is already raised up, and starts teasing his hole with the tip of a light green dildo.
“Mmm, you look so good like this, sweet omega,” Ruby encourages. “Sucking your alpha and taking the toy in your needy hole. You need to be filled, don’t you?”
Archer moans his assent, the vibration going straight to my balls. I have to tense my stomach muscles to fight against coming or rocking up into his mouth.
His eyes meet mine, hooded and shining with arousal, gasping as Ruby clicks on the toy’s vibrations. I stroke his cheek, watching in awe as this handsome, wonderful omega sucks me with more enthusiasm than anyone ever has.
“Fuck, you’re so good. Going to make me come.”
Archer moans and nods as best he can, eyes fluttering when Ruby wraps a hand around his cock.
“Mmm, don’t keep him waiting. Give him your cum,” Ruby encourages. My eyes meet hers, which are sparkling with heat, and I lose it.
I palm the back of Archer’s head. “Shit, yes, that’s it. Oh fuck, I’m coming.”
I erupt, releasing what feels like eleven years’ worth of cum, flooding Archer’s eager mouth.
“So good,” Ruby praises, and then she’s pressing the toy all the way into Archer, giving him the knot.
Archer pops off of my cock and cries out as he breaks, but I’m still coming, and my cum paints his chin and throat. It’s so pretty and obscene, and my alpha crows inside me, pleased that I’m marking him as mine.
