“Spread your legs,” he murmurs, his breath hot against my sensitive skin. “Give my brothers something to look at. They’re all obsessed with your pretty pussy.”
I nearly choke on the eggs, coughing as heat floods my face.
His strong hands grip my inner thighs and slowly pull them apart. I gasp as he maneuvers my legs, draping each one over the outside of his knees so that I’m completely spread open, my newly waxed pussy on full display for all four alphas.
“Perfect,” he growls approvingly.
Drake’s eyes darken at the view, his pupils dilating until only a thin ring of green remains. He licks his lips before offering me another bite of food, his hand trembling slightly.
I’m so exposed that I can feel the air cooling the slick that’s already gathering between my folds. My face burns with embarrassment, but the embarrassment only seems to fuel my arousal. My nipples tighten into painful points, and my clit throbs with each beat of my heart.
“I can see her slick,” Elias announces, leaning forward for a better view. He adjusts his glasses, studying me with the intensity of a scientist examining a fascinating specimen. “It’s literally seeping out of her as we watch.”
As if on cue, I feel a fresh wave of slick bubble up from inside me, slowly trickling out to coat my outer lips. I want to die of embarrassment, yet my pussy clenches hungrily at being the focus of their attention. Elias walks over to me from across the room, mesmerized.
“That’s an excellent waxing job,” Elias continues, reaching out to brush his fingers against my inner thigh, just shy of touching my pussy as Rowan grins proudly. “We can see every detail of how horny she is now.”
Drake stuffs another bite of pancake into my mouth, effectively silencing any protest I might have made. The maple syrup is cloyingly sweet, a stark contrast to the filthy scene unfolding as I sit spread-eagled on Kieran’s lap.
Elias’s hand travels up to my breast, his fingers circling my nipple before gently squeezing. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure straight to my core, and I moan around my mouthful of food.
“Sensitive,” he notes with satisfaction. “Her heat is intensifying.”
Rowan moves closer, his golden-brown eyes fixed between my legs.
“Her pussy pinker. More swollen. The lips are fuller,” he observes quietly.
“That’s what happens when an omega gets properly fucked,” Drake says with a grin, cutting another piece of pancake. “Her pussy is adapting to take alpha knots more efficiently.”
I should be horrified by their clinical discussion of my most intimate parts, but instead, each word makes me wetter. My inner omega wolf desperately wants to submit to each alpha of the pack.
“Look how her clit has emerged from its hood,” Elias points out as he tickles my clit with a finger, and I moan loudly. “It’s engorged with blood, ready for stimulation.”
“And her entrance is pulsing,” Rowan adds, pushing a finger inside of me. “Her pussy needs a cock to fill her right away.”
“Oh god,” I whimper, unable to contain my reaction to their detailed observations as if I can’t hear them.
Kieran’s hands tighten on my thighs, spreading me even wider.
“You’re getting off on this, aren’t you?” he murmurs in my ear. “Having your alphas study your sweet cunt like it’s the most fascinating thing they’ve ever seen.”
The slick pouring from my pussy answers his question. But I nod wordlessly as Drake pushes another bite between my lips.
“She looks so juicy, doesn’t she?” says Drake, encouraging Rowan and Elias, making my heart beat faster.
“Brothers, you have been begging for an omega for years,” Kieran says roughly. “You better eat her pussy while she eats breakfast and prove to me that we can take care of her.”
I gasp as Drake stuffs an enormous bite of syrup-drenched pancake into my mouth. The moment I’m silenced with food, Rowan and Elias move with startling speed, positioning themselves between my spread legs.
The first touch of their tongues against my pussy makes me jerk and moan around my mouthful.
Rowan laps at my pussy hole, slurping the slick that’s pooled there, while Elias focuses his attention on my throbbing clit, sucking methodically. Rowan’s tongue starts to plunge into my channel, and the sensation feels amazing.
“Mmph!” I cry out, unable to form words with my mouth full of food.
“Chew and swallow,” Drake instructs, his eyes fixed on my face as he watches my reaction to being eaten out by two alphas simultaneously. “Then you can have more.”
Struggling to calm down, the task of eating a simple breakfast becomes hard to concentrate on when I have two alphas eating me out at the same freaking time.
