The first time my palm connects with his ass, my cock jumps between us.
“Harder, alpha daddy,” Riley says, need lining his voice. “Please.”
I’m glad they’re telling me what they want, so the next few are harder. I keep a close eye on Riley’s reactions, both verbal and nonverbal, and soon enough he’s nearly humping my leg and leaning back into each swing. I chuckle at the halfwaymark, leaning down to drop kisses along his spine and up to his ear.
“You love this,” I whisper, relishing his answering groan and the way he pushes his butt back into my hand.
I knead his cheeks, taking the time to appreciate his exquisite form as my hungry gaze runs over every inch of him. I dip my finger to tease his hole and he clenches again, rutting into my leg. Our scents have filled the room, and I can’t wait for more. I raise my hand again, increasing my speed for the next few, and Riley is moaning with each one now.
Somehow, we ended up holding hands, our fingers twisted together next to his face, and just as I’m about to rain the last few spanks to his ass, a soft gasp from the doorway has us both freezing.
My eyes lock onto Sage, her cheeks pink and lips forming a perfect surprised ‘O’. I free my hand from Riley’s, twisting my fingers into his hair instead so he can’t turn to look. An evil thrill runs through me at the power he’s given me with this perfect opportunity from Sage to torture him in return.
“Who—” Riley pants. “Is someone there?”
“Hmm.”
I don’t answer him, but I crook my finger at Sage, beckoning her to come closer. Her perfume fills the room in seconds, and Riley moans.
“Petal,” I purr. “Do you like what you see?”
Her wide brown eyes drop from me to Riley sprawled across my lap, taking in his naked skin and bright red ass cheeks. She licks her lips, and I clear my throat to regain her attention.
“Words, Petal.”
“Yes, Brooks,” she says, breathless.
“Would you like to join us?”
Riley whimpers, giving a weak attempt to wiggle out ofmy lap, but I hold them fast and their cock becomes impossibly harder between us.
“Yes, Brooks,” Sage says again.
“My perfect omega,” I murmur. “Take one step back.”
She does so, and I nod with a hum of approval.
“There, that’s perfect. Now, listen carefully.”
Her eyes lock with mine, and I go over the safe words Riley and I have already agreed to. Sage confirms her understanding, another spike of perfume swirling into the air around us as she clenches her thighs together.
“Take off your shirt, pretty omega.”
She inches it up and off, then I demand her pants and bra next. She follows directions beautifully, and I growl in appreciation as she bares her naked skin to me. Riley writhes in my lap, seeking any sort of friction or touch he can get.
“That’s enough, beta,” I say with a firm slap to his ass. “You’ll get what I give you when I’m ready. Don’t rush me or you’ll get nothing.”
He tenses, neck straining, but doesn’t protest. Sage bites her lip as her eyes dart between us.
“Now, Petal. Come sit here at my side, so Riley can taste you.”
“Oh fuck,” Riley murmurs, picking their head up to give Sage room. One of her legs rests against my back, and the other slips over Riley’s shoulder, her foot pressing into his shoulder blade as she maneuvers herself into a comfortable position.
“Beta,” I say, grasping a handful of Riley’s hair and turning their head so they can look up at me. “You treat her right, and you can come after she does.”
“Yes, alpha,” Riley gasps, pulling at my hold on their hair. I tighten my grip in warning, and they stop, letting me have control.
“Good,” I say, dropping a kiss to the top of theirhead—the only spot I can reach in this position. “Now, make our girl feel good.”
