“I think it might depend,” Genesis replied, chewing on her plump bottom lip in a rather distracting way. “Can we say reassurance with the option to ask for space or something else in the moment?”
“Of course,” Orlando replied. “But we should make a rule that we discuss it within twenty-four hours. We don’t want to move forward without addressing any issues and coming to an understanding of what you need.”
“Hard limits?” Luke asked in an impatient growl. Orlando gave him a warning look, and Luke softened his tone. “Is there anything you don’t like or know you’re not willing to try?”
Genesis chewed her lip again, brow furrowed in thought. Orlando was having a difficult time keeping himself from freeing that lip by sucking it into his own mouth. Perhaps Luke wasn’t the only one growing impatient.
“I don’t know, really.” She shrugged, flushing a little. “I don’t think I’ll like pain very much. I mean, more than spanking. I’m pretty sure I’ll like being spanked.”
Luke’s eyes widened. “You mean to tell me you’ve been walking around with that absolute masterpiece of an ass, and nobody has ever spanked you?”
Orlando could understand his incredulity. Genesis did have an exquisite ass. She was pear-shaped, with perky little breasts,thick thighs, and wide hips completing the extremely sexy package. The thought of that ass in the air, glowing rosy with Luke’s handprints, was enough to snap the last of Orlando’s control.
“I think we’ve covered the most important points,” he announced decisively. “It’s obviously past time you gave Genesis the spanking you’ve been promising her all evening.”
Luke smiled wolfishly. He stood and prowled toward the couch. Genesis gasped, her chest heaving and eyes wide. Gabe moved to her other side and perched on the arm of the couch. Orlando’s packmates looked to him expectantly.
“Strip down to your bra and panties,” Orlando ordered, watching Genesis carefully. “Show us the rest of your perfect body.”
Genesis blushed but didn’t hesitate. She slipped out of her boots, then stood to shimmy out of her jeans, before pulling her sweater over her head. Instead of sitting back down, she stared at Orlando, awaiting his next command. He liked that.
He took his time looking her over, appreciating every dip and curve. Her bra was a lacy little halter that obviously provided no support, but was sexy as hell, nonetheless. Orlando could see the stiff peaks of her nipples straining against the scraps of fabric, begging to be licked and teased. Her stomach was soft and smooth, and there was an inviting roll below where her waist dipped in. Orlando made a mental note to bite those delicious love handles at his earliest opportunity.
Her black lace panties stretched over her hips in a way that made Orlando’s dick throb. She didn’t have to turn around for him to know that her ass must look incredible in the scraps of lace. He exchanged a look with Luke, who nodded slightly, his eyes dark and ravenous.
“Turn around and kneel on the couch,” Orlando said, swallowing hard as she complied. He’d been right about her ass,and it took an effort to suppress a growl. “Knees wide, beautiful. Arch your back and show Luke what he’s been fantasizing about.”
Luke growled low as Genesis complied, widening her stance and arching her back just as Orlando had instructed. The black lace covered very little, leaving the luscious globes of each cheek exposed. It was an ass meant to be spanked and squeezed and rubbed and worshipped.
“Goddamn that is a gourmet, grade A, Georgia peach right there, boys!” Luke exclaimed, leaning back and examining Genesis’s display as if appraising a work of art. “My god, woman, I am going to enjoy this. And trust me, Buttercup, so are you.”
Genesis whined. Orlando gripped the arms of his chair, fighting to remain seated. He could see the slick escaping her soaked panties and glistening on her spread thighs. He wanted desperately to trail a finger through that wetness, and then let Genesis suck it off so she could taste how sweet she was. Once he was satisfied that she appreciated her deliciousness, he’d lick it directly from the source until she flooded his tongue.
He wouldn’t do it just yet though. It was one of his kinks—dragging out the anticipation for as long as possible, denying himself until his self-control finally snapped. Usually, Orlando could watch Luke and Gabe play for hours, but something told him that he’d be getting involved much sooner tonight. He wanted to take it slow and focus on her pleasure, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to have his share of the fun.
“Warm her up, Luke,” Orlando drawled, finally unleashing his second-in-command. “I want her sweet pussy soaking wet when Gabe eats her out.”
Genesis whined again and Gabe stood abruptly, obviously eager to get to his part. He rounded the couch and slanted his mouth over hers, kissing her deeply. Orlando nodded at Luke.
“I seem to remember a certain sassy little omega making disparaging remarks about my youth and vitality.” Luke tilted his head toward one shoulder then the other, as if stretching before a workout, then prowled closer to the couch. He gathered Genesis’s curls in one hand, pulling her head back and breaking her kiss with Gabe, forcing her to look at him. “I’m going to spank this luscious ass until it’s nice and rosy and you’re dripping enough slick to ruin the upholstery. You need a nice, long lesson about respecting your elders. I think maybe you need a lick for every year between us.”
Orlando frowned, watching Genesis intently for signs of discomfort. “Twenty licks might be a lot for your first time. Are you okay trying this?”
Genesis stared up at Luke, who still had a hand fisted in her hair. Her lips were a bit swollen from Gabe’s kiss, and her eyes were glazed, but she nodded. “Yes. I want to.”
“Remember your safe words. It’s okay if you don’t enjoy it,” Orlando reminded her. He knew he was being overly cautious, but they usually didn’t have sex with a new omega so quickly. It took time to build trust. Still, sometimes things just felt right. He’d learned to trust his instincts, and it’d made him a very wealthy man. Those instincts were telling him to give Genesis Valentine what she needed, and he was going to take great pleasure in complying.
“I can’t wait to make you cum,” Luke murmured, and Orlando saw fresh slick running down Genesis’s thighs. “If you’re very good, I’ll finger fuck your greedy little pussy while Gabe sucks your clit. Would you like that? Are you gonna be my dirty girl?”
The smell of Genesis’s arousal was becoming almost too much, filling the air with honeyed jasmine. If they weren’t on rut suppressants, Orlando was sure he’d already be knot deep inside her. Jesus. If she smelled this heavenly right now, she was going to be irresistible during her heat.
“Yes, Daddy,” Genesis replied, her voice even huskier than usual. “I’m your dirty girl.”
Luke went rigid before breaking out into his most arrogant, genuine smile. This woman already had him figured out. He might be the Dom, but Genesis was in complete control, and it was damn hot. Orlando couldn’t stay away from her any longer. He stood up, carefully removing his vest before rolling up his sleeves, and joining Gabe behind the couch. Luke released Genesis’s hair so that she could meet Orlando’s gaze. Her eyes were hooded, full of a desire that set Orlando’s skin aflame.
“Take off your bra,” he commanded.
“Yes, Sir,” Genesis replied, batting her lashes, a knowing glint in her huge eyes.
