“”So good, you feel amazing,” Riley garbles, the words slurring as he drives their combined pleasure higher.
Unfortunately, she’s not satisfied with that for long.
“More,” she says, turning pleading, barely focused eyes on me. “More, alpha.”
This fuckingperfectomega opens her mouth and sticks her tongue out as she scrabbles at my legs and arms until I’m straddling her face. I clench with want, but push aside my own needs so I can focus on hers.
Then she tries to pull me down to sit on her, which I am absolutely not going to do. Instead, she ends up pulling herself up off the mattress so she’s hanging by her arms beneath me, swiping her tongue through my folds. I shudder at the first feel of her, the way she moans as my taste hits her tongue.
“God damn brats, the both of you,” I grumble, and Riley huffs a laugh behind me.
The last thing she needs is to be more sore than she already will be. I pry her fingers off my thighs, trembling when she nips and sucks at my pussy lips, but finally she drops back to the mattress with a whine.
I immediately lower myself, bracing with my hands on the low bench along the wall so I’m not actually putting any weight on her, but she’s still trying to top from the bottom.
I growl, and she relents, letting me keep the pressure off while she licks and sucks along my folds. Of course, that only lasts a few minutes before she’s trying to suffocate herself in my pussy again.
I glare at Brooks where he’s lounging next to us, still looking star-struck.
“Give me a hand here?”
He looks at me and blinks,his brows furrowing.
“Just—Hold her down so she doesn’t hurt herself.”
Brooks drops to his stomach, his head next to hers and body perpendicular so he’s laying along the bench rather than next to her. Then he drapes one hand across her chest, teasing her nipples if the following moan is any indication, and his other hand rises above his head to brace my hip.
His touch sends goosebumps across my skin, and he follows the path with his eyes before looking up at me.
“Can I touch you?” he says.
“You may,” I reply, and he adjusts so his thumb can press into my clit.
Sage moans when she licks up my slit and then along his hand, getting a taste of both of us at once, and it seems to give her a second wind. She renews her efforts, delving her tongue into me and licking every drop I give her. It feels divine, and the scents permeating the room heighten what are already intense feelings.
“Good girl, Sweetling,” I say. “Being so good for your alphas and beta.”
“She’s getting close,” Riley grunts, then Sage’s entire body shudders. “Gonna come, Sage. Gonna fill you right up. Be a good girl and come with me.”
She latches onto my pussy, sucking whatever she can reach as she moans into me. It’s hot as fuck and like nothing I’ve experienced before. When Brooks pinches my clit, I’m done.
I detonate, arching above them as I groan out my release, my hips riding Sage’s face as she moans beneath me. Brooks’ hand helps support my weight so I don’t crush her, and I lean forward with my hands braced on the bench as aftershocks ripple through me. My chest heaves, and I open my eyes to see Sage’s blissed out face between my thighs, her cheek nuzzling into me with her eyes closed and a content smile on her face.
She seems sated for the moment, and we all roll off each other, struggling to bring our brains back into somesemblance of coherency. I had grabbed water and snacks on my way up, and I pass them around.
“Probably a good time for a shower, if anyone wants one,” Riley says.
Brooks immediately stands, heading for the door.
“Use this one,” I say, gesturing to the adjoined bathroom. “Just in case.”
He nods, then disappears inside.
I manage to rouse Sage enough to get some water and apple slices into her before she resolutely clamps her mouth shut, crawls into my lap to straddle me, and promptly falls asleep on my shoulder.
A sense of wonder trickles through my veins as I hold her in my arms, stroking my hand through her tangled hair and purring softly. Riley crosses over to sit next to me, and we both lean back against the cushions propped along the wall.
“She’s something else,” he whispers.
