I loved Josie.
The feeling overwhelmed me and filled me with warmth and joy.
“Open your eyes, precious,” I whispered.
Her green eyes met mine and didn’t break away as she came again, her pussy clenching around my finger.
Nothing would get better than this moment. I wanted to tell her how I felt, but didn’t want to overwhelm her.
I removed my finger, bringing it to my mouth and sucking down her sweetness.
Her eyes widened, fixed on my fingers and mouth.
“Pure sweetness, precious. The best taste in the world.”
She whimpered, wiggling her hips.
“You need more, beautiful?” I asked, kissing her gently.
“Yes, more,” she said.
I smiled at her demanding tone. She could demand anything she wanted from me.
“Are you going to let Theo use the vibrator on you? Let him slide it deep into your pussy, fill that emptiness inside you while he plays with your clit?”
Theo swore, shifting her so she faced him.
“You want that, angel?” he asked.
“Yes, please touch me, Theo. Make me feel good.”
Theo groaned, grasping the dildo. He kissed Josie deeply, running his hand down her body. I marveled at how not-weird this felt. There was no jealousy, just joy at their happiness.
Theo tugged at the bottom of Josie’s shirt, a question in his eyes. Josie immediately covered her stomach protectively, and he backed off, kissing her softly on the cheek.
“Is it okay if I touch you over your shirt?” he asked gently.
Josie nodded, waiting a few long moments before uncovering her stomach. Her stomach was so soft and luscious, and I wished she was comfortable with her body, but one thing at a time. That she trusted us to be with her in bed, to touch her at all, was a miracle.
Theo moved slowly, cupping her breast. When Josie arched into his touch, he tweaked her nipple. I couldn’t hold back, doing the same on her other side. Her nipples poked through her tank top. I squeezed them before lowering my mouth and sucking them through the material.
Theo moved the dildo under the blanket, the wet noises telling me he was running it along her pussy.
Josie whimpered, and I lay down beside her, kissing her face and throat.
“Ready?” Theo asked.
Josie nodded. “Yes, please,” she said, arching her hips.
Theo slipped the dildo in and Josie made a strangled sound, throwing her head back on the pillow. A fire could burn through the house, and I wouldn’t be able to tear my eyes away from the pleasure on Josie’s face. Her slick made obscene wet noises as Theo moved the dildo in and out.
“I need… something,” she cried with a whimper.
Theo’s brow furrowed. “I think this will help. Can you shift on your hands and knees for me?”
I could almost imagine Theo reading an article that said presenting for alphas was shown to help omegas during suppressed heats.
Josie nodded, and we helped her get into position, keeping the blanket around her. Her arms immediately collapsed under her, and she lowered her head and shoulders to the bed, her ass pointing high in the air. The two of us groaned and palmed our cocks. Our omega was presenting for us.
