The sound is so sexy that slick dampens the fabric of my shorts. I gasp, pulling away from the kiss. I scoot back until I see the wet spot I just made on Apollo’s sweats and groan with embarrassment. Then heat. I could feel his hardness against my center while we were kissing, but seeing it, even trapped under his sweats, sends my scent out into the air like a siren call to Alphas.
“Um, that was amazing, but if we don’t slow down, I’m going to continue to embarrass myself. You are really fucking hot, andyou kiss like you’re trying to rewire my brain, which I think you already did.” I chuckle breathlessly, shaking my head.
“That was my first kiss,” Apollo says quietly, but there's a slight smile tugging the corners of his lips up.
“Oh, holy shit, your first kiss? Wait…you gave me your first kiss after I confessed to murder?” I gasp, blinking at him. “That’s a little bit wild, actually.”
“You enjoyed it, right?” He looks a little nervous now, and if I thought I could control myself, I would kiss him again. As it is, the scent of my slick is heavy in the air, and I really want to keep dry humping him. Another kiss will be my undoing.
“Very much.” I nod, trying to move off his lap, but he shakes his head, tightening his grip on my waist.
“Not yet,” Apollo murmurs, taking a breath. “Turn around,” he adds, not bothering to wait for my response before he uses his hold on my waist to lift and spin me around.
Once my back is pressed to his chest, he locks me in place with his arms. I squeeze my eyes shut because his hardness has not gone down and is now pressing into my ass.
“Oh, sweet merciless heavens,” I mutter, cheeks burning once more. Three sets of eyes are locked on me when I finally open mine.
Thor is looking at Apollo and me like we just fucked on the couch, and he’s jealous we didn’t include him. He has worked with me at Haze for a long time. He’s seen me dance without my clothes on. He’s watched me give many lap dances. Many.
Never once has he looked at me like he wants to bend me over the back of the couch and fuck me raw. Until now, that is. The other two are just as bad.
“You three can’t do that,” I yelp, slapping a hand over my eyes as I try to think about anything other than the way they were looking at me.
Unfortunately the mental images I conjure are much worse. My pussy clenches, and my clit reminds me I haven’t come in a while as I imagine fucking all four of them.
My scent betrays me, and my slick makes my thighs wet as I fail to control my dirty thoughts.
“You smell so…fuck, Dream,” Apollo groans behind me as he pulls my hair off my neck and bites the sensitive flesh. He doesn’t break the skin, but the sensation is so delicious that I moan.
“Then you two can’t dothat!” Beau groans, a whine in his voice that has me blinking at him.
“Apollo.” My voice trembles as I try to break the spell we’re all under, and for the first time tonight, I’m very glad his scent is missing. I would probably already be naked. I wish I was naked right now.
“Someone take her from me,” Apollo growls, but when Hudson moves first, he snarls. “Bring me Beau.”
“I’ve got her; grab Beau,” Thor says as he reaches for me, lifting me out of Apollo’s arms, but Beau and I both whine. The Alphas pause, then tuck me into the other Omega's side. Thor on my left, Beau on my right, with Apollo on his other side, and Hudson kneeling before me. I clasp my hands together and shove them between my thighs so I don’t touch anyone.
I have never been so turned on in my entire life.
“How are you so calm right now? If he kissed me like that, I think I would fucking faint,” Beau hisses while I keep facing down.
If I look at Apollo or Beau right now, I will no longer be calm. So I stare right into Hudson’s eyes and bite my tongue.
“I’m not. This is an unpleasant feeling, and I really want relief,” I hiss back, breathing in his chemical scent.
It irritates me. I want to smell the real him. I bet he smells like strawberries and cream. Something that makes your mouthwater and tastes so good on your tongue that you keep going back for more—shit, not helping.Especially when Hudson lets out that yummy fucking gooey apple spice.Oh, we are so doomed.
“We can all hear you, Dream, as well as scent you.” Thor swallows, shifting beside me. “Have mercy.”
“Apollo, did you want to say something?” Hudson asks, voice strained, turning to the other Alpha. I shouldn’t look, I know I shouldn’t, but Beau is making these sweet little breathy moans. I can’t resist.
Oh sweet hells.
Apollo can’t come to the phone right now; he’s busy nuzzling Beau’s neck, licking it like an ice cream sundae.
“I do. But first…” he growls, turning Beau to face him. I’m hypnotized as I watch them. As Apollo leans in, kissing the Omega beside me. Slow, at first. Then fast and needy.
Yep. Doomed.
