Vee shoots me a look that says she’ll explain more later as she shakes her head at me, her pink tongue sticking out so it glides back and forth over Sage’s clit with the movement, eliciting another jolt. For now, I let my omega tug me closer, not realizing until too late that she’s reaching for my cock.
I grunt when she grabs it and uses it like a leash to pull me where she wants me. Which just so happens to be her mouth. I’m already overwhelmed, and I’ve barely been in here for a few minutes. A light sweat breaks out across my brow and upper back, the pressure and expectations of being an alpha during his omega’s heat settling on me like a shroud. It’s only the security of Riley and Vee being here to help that prevents panic from taking over. It means I can stay in this moment, with my omega, and be what she needs. If only I was more certain what that was.
I take a deep breath, trying to center myself and slow my heart rate as I shuffle forward on my knees, following Sage’s insistent tugging. Her hand around my cock is nearly too much already. How am I supposed to withstand more of her exquisite touch? My wide eyes meet Riley’s amused ones on the other side of her as Sage struggles to reach me.
“Whatcha waiting for, alpha daddy?”
And that is a great question, because I vowed to always give my omega what she needs. It’s the reminder I needed to get out of my own head.
I mentally shake myself and scoot closer, then lower my hips so Sage can twist to reach me. The first swipe of her tongue against my cock sends a full body shudder down my spine. Exquisite was too tame a word.
She undoes me, then threads her very being into mine with that one touch. At the next one, she rebuilds me. My breath is a harsh rasp as my lungs heave, and I feel dazed. Privileged, chosen to be hers. I might be new to all of this, but I won’t let that stop me from serving our precious omega and giving her everything she wants.
Which apparently starts with sucking my soul out through my cock.
Riley grins in delight, watching with eager eyes as Sage makes a meal of me while Vee devours her in turn. I’m already so far out of my element it’s laughable, but I trust Vee and Riley to have my back.
Sage sucks the tip into her hot mouth and I groan, fisting a hand in her hair to slow her down before I pass out from how good she feels.
“Petal—Sage,” I cry, my voice hoarse already.
Her eyes blink up at me through long lashes, but I can tell she’s not fully there. My heart softens, and I reach down to cup one palm around her cheek.
“Sweet girl. Are you in there?”
She doesn’t reply, other than to suck me deeper.
“She’s there, she just isn’t the most coherent right now,” Riley says softly. “I think I caught the last few brain cells when I got home before they all clicked offline for the heat hormones.”
I purse my lips, slightly bummed I didn’t get a chance to talk to her again before her heat hit, but then I push that thought away.
This isn’t about me.
This is about taking care of Sage, making sure she doesn’t feel an ounce of pain so long as we can prevent it. I turn my attention back to the omega eagerly lapping at me.
“You’re doing so good, Sage,” I say, swiping already-sweaty hair back from her forehead. “Such a good omega.”
She hums, her eyes lighting up as her lips stretch and she takes me deeper. I grunt, not expecting to hit the back of her throat. Before I know it, she’s groaning around my cock, thrusting her hips as her orgasm rushes through her and the sweet scent of her slick hits me again. The vibrations from her throat set me off and I don’t have a moment to prepare for it.
One second I’m fine, the next I’m coming hard, and she’s eagerly swallowing every drop.
Chapter Forty-Four
Neveah
“Knot,” Sage demands, as soon as she finishes swallowing Brooks’ cum. Which may be a problem, considering the only one with a knot here just spent himself down her throat. He also looks like he might need a minute to recover from Sage blowing his mind.
I can’t blame him, she’s incredible.
“Okay, sweet girl,” I say. “Hang on.”
I signal Riley, and he scrambles switch spots with me. He notches himself at her entrance and she arches up, reaching out with desperate fingers to pull him closer.
“You ready for me?” he asks, tension lining his shoulders as he holds himself in check. I know he’s been eager, waiting so patiently for this moment, and I’m pleased to see him waiting for Sage’s confirmation.
“Yes,” she says. “Yes, yes?—”
And then he sheathes himself in one smooth stroke, her slick making it easy for him to fill her. Riley throws his head back with a groan and she matches it, their sounds of pleasure reverberating around me. He starts up a steady rhythm, praisedripping from his tongue. They’re gorgeous together, pale skin slipping against tanned skin, ecstasy and want contorting both of their faces.
