“What a good girl, our good omega,” Theo murmured. He curled around Josie’s back, snaking his hand around to continue pumping the dildo.
“Does this thing vibrate?” I asked, almost giddy as I lay down next to Josie and stroked her hair. Her eyes were glazed over, arousal permeating her scent.
“How could I forget?” Theo responded. I locked eyes with him and knew we were perfectly united. I felt closer to him than I had in years.
Josie’s scream told me he had turned on the vibration.
“That’s right, let us hear all those sweet cries of yours,” I said, pumping my cock.
Theo wrapped his arms around Josie’s waist and pulled her upright onto her knees. I moved in front of her, giving in to temptation and sucking her other nipple into my mouth, drenching her tank top. One day, she would trust me to undress her. I couldn’t wait.
“You have the prettiest breasts I’ve ever seen, the sweetest nipples,” I said, running my tongue over the opposite nipple.
Josie groaned, tangling one hand in my curls and the other around Theo’s neck as she came again with an orgasm so intense, she would have collapsed on the bed if not for us holding her. Theo pulled the dildo out of her pussy and set it back on the table. My mouth watered, and I had the urge to suck the slick off the toy.
We ran our hands slowly down Josie’s body, trying to help her come down from her orgasm. I tilted her face to see how she was feeling and was alarmed to see tears in her eyes.
“Thank you,” she said, lip trembling. “Thank you, thank you.”
“You don’t have to thank us,” I said, my throat tight. “That was the fucking hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.”
Josie gifted me with a blissed-out smile. We settled her back into the nest, Theo grabbing a wet cloth to clean her up.
“How’re you feeling, love?” he asked tenderly. Josie laid her head on his chest and took a shuddering breath.
“Overwhelmed. But in a good way,” she responded.
A sound downstairs signaled Cam was home. I smirked, imagining his reaction when he came into the room that was absolutely fucking drenched with our mate’s well-pleasured scent.
ChapterTwenty-Five
Josie
Istared at myself in the bathroom mirror. I’d just showered, blow-dried my hair, and even applied a touch of makeup. I looked…happy. It was hard to even recognize the emotion on my face after the past few years of torture.
My heat had broken last night after my playtime with Ben and Theo, and I blushed thinking about it. I dropped my towel, wondering if my body had changed this past week. I bit my lip, hesitating before reaching my hand down to cup my vulva.
I’d had Ben’s fingers inside me, and Theo had brought me to orgasm with a vibrating dildo. I expected to feel different somehow, but I still felt like the same omega. A little smile quirked on my lips. An omega who might be addicted to orgasms.
My hand moved up to my stomach. For a moment, I fought the urge to check my side profile to see how much my stomach was jutting out today, but in the end, I couldn’t stop myself. I hadn’t eaten much during my heat, but somehow my stomach looked as huge and flabby as always. I sucked in, trying to make my stomach flat, but it refused to yield.
I faced the mirror head-on again, trying to shut down the cruel voices playing their familiar berating script. Why couldn’t I have a normal omega body—thin and beautiful and perfect like all my friends? It was completely unfair. But then… I’d gotten to spend the past week with three incredible alphas. Maybe I wasn’t so unlucky after all.
Shoving aside the panic I felt about my body, I pulled on the shirt Ben had given me—one of his—and a pair of underwear. The shirt was baggy, making me look even larger than I was. But then I remembered the lust in Ben’s eyes when he handed it to me with a whisper that he couldn’t wait to see me in his clothes.
Be brave. Go out there with confidence.
I gave myself one more look in the mirror before heading out of the bathroom. Ben was lying in bed—Theo and Cam had left to get us all breakfast from their favorite cafe. I told them I was feeling well enough to go out, but they insisted on me staying in bed.
Ben propped himself up, a wicked smile spreading across his face as he raked his eyes down my body. His eyes were heated, and I couldn’t stop my blush. I walked towards the bed, adding what I hoped would be a sexy swing in my hips, before crawling onto the mattress.
Ben held his arms out, pulling me flush with his chest. The moment I was in his arms, my anxiety melted away.
“You are so sexy,” he murmured, reaching down to cup my ass. “How did I get so lucky?”
I pressed my face into his neck, scent marking him. I thought being out of heat would make me less possessive, less needy for their touches, but none of that had faded.
“One of your courting gifts is arriving in about an hour,” Ben said.
