“That one,” she says, pointing to one of the few purple pillows, and I scramble to get it for her.
She points to a couple more, and when I accidentally grab the wrong thing, she growls the cutest little omega growl. It’s all I can do not to grin, because she seems very serious about whatever this is.
Soon, Brooks is nearly buried in pillows on the side opposite us as well as around his head and legs. Sage has left a clearline of sight from her and me to him, though, and I have to appreciate her artistry.
She sits back on her heels, dazed eyes taking in our massive alpha surrounded by colorful fluff. He looks nervous, but she nods decisively, snags his hand with hers, and lays down about a foot away from him, still holding hands.
Brooks looks bewildered. It’s so god damn fucking cute I can’t handle it.
“Now,” Sage says, turning her eyes to Neveah, who quirks a brow at the demanding omega. “Now fuck.”
If she wasn’t in heat, she’d be getting the spanking of a lifetime for that tone. I kinda hope she tries it in the future. I’ve never watched Vee spank anyone else, only ever been on the receiving end.
None of us can say no to her though, so despite Sage trying to top the most dominant alpha I’ve ever met, Vee willingly concedes to her demands. She steps over Brooks, straddling his hips as she sits down with his dick between them. Brooks’ eyes are wide, heated with desire as his gaze roams Neveah’s curves.
“Are you going to be a good boy for me?” she croons, and Sage wiggles with excitement, her eyes locked on them.
They’ve captured my attention too, our possessive alphas. Vee drags her nails across Brooks’ collarbones, then scrapes them over his nipples and down his chest to his navel. He shivers and clenches his jaw, the muscles in his neck flexing. Then a hoarse moan breaks from his throat when Vee circles a firm hand around his cock, squeezing it once before lining him up and sinking down on him. She groans in appreciation, lifting and dropping down to take more of him, and Brooks’ entire body clenches, his grip tight on Neveah’s hips.
Sage hums and her perfume explodes around us. Then she makes grabby hands at me, and I realize if those two are fucking… That leaves me to keep our omega busy. I almost groan. Mypoor cock. But then Sage opens her legs, and all thought of denying her flees my wrecked body. I sink into her slick warmth, groaning as I slowly thrust in and out, warming us both up to it.
Neveah is dismantling Brooks next to us, one grind and roll of her hips at a time. I sense he’s holding back, trying to keep the throaty moans locked inside, but there’s no resisting Neveah. Not when she’s in her element like this. She smirks like she knows exactly what’s going through all of our heads, then bends low to whisper in Brooks’ ear. Whatever she says causes his hips to surge up, thrusting into her, and she leans back with a low chuckle to brace herself on his thighs. Brooks props himself on one elbow and reaches forward to crush one of Vee’s breasts in his large hand, and my cock throbs inside Sage.
It’s indecent how hot they are together, and I have to keep looking away or I’m going to come too soon. Sage’s head is twisted as she tries to watch, and I pull out briefly to flip her over onto her hands and knees so she has a better view.
“Hands behind your head,” Neveah says, and Brooks’ biceps bulge obscenely when he complies. He also tips his head back with a ragged moan at no longer being able to touch her, which I can absolutely relate to.
I pause with my hips flush to Sage’s, one hand on her waist and one on her boob as I hold her upright against my chest. She opens her eyes to see why I’ve stopped, then clenches down on my cock so hard I’m afraid it’s bruised.
She groans long and low as she takes in the sight of Vee’s hips rocking languidly over Brooks, whose body is locked up so tightly it looks like he’s about to rip through his own skin with sheerwant. Neveah’s devious dark eyes flit over to us, seeing both of us frozen and watching her wreck our massive alpha.
“Keep going,” she alpha barks at us, and I jolt back into action.
Sage grinds back against me, and I drop her torso back down to the bed so she’s on her elbows. I don’t have the strength to keep holding her up; it’s all I can do to stay on my knees behind her.
Vee leans forward over Brooks, one hand on his jaw as she turns his head, forcing him to watch us as she rides him. The muscles and tendons in his neck strain, biceps looking like they’re ready to pop. Every inch of him is rigid with tension, while Vee’s body rolls fluidly over him like she has no stress in the world.
She’s a goddess, my alpha.
Brooks groans and closes his eyes, but Neveah lightly slaps his cheek.
“Nuh-uh,” she says. “Watch our omega and beta. They deserve your eyes.”
Brooks’ tortured gaze latches onto us, glazed and barely focused.
She knows what that does to me. I love to be watched, and I groan, my hips faltering as I spill into Sage’s perfect, wet heat.
Brooks passed out as soon as Neveah finished with him. Not that I blame him, she’s a force to be reckoned with. I’m dead on my feet, too, and thankfully Sage is passed out again after enjoying her show.
I curl up next to her, closing my eyes, and she snuggles into me in her sleep.
I rouse briefly when Neveah nudges Brooks awake. Sage has awoken and has her own fingers buried between her legs, mewling.
“Your turn, big guy,” Vee says with a chuckle. “I would’ve thought you had more stamina than that.”
“Hey,” he groans, protesting as he rolls over. “I’m the only one with a knot here. Girl’s insatiable.”
“That she is.” Vee smiles fondly, scoops Sage into her arms, then arranges her on top of Brooks.
