“Thank you for this,” she murmured, cheek pressed to my chest during one of the rare slow songs. Liam was pressed against her back, and I found I didn’t mind his closeness. After all the tension between us, I realized I actually liked the bastard. I met his gaze over her shoulder, and he nodded. We were ready for the next stage of our plan.
I ran my thumb down her flushed cheeks. “We have somewhere else we want to take you, princess.”
We both grasped one of her hands, pulling her away from the beach into the quiet town until we found the empty alleyway we’d scoped out earlier in the day. I checked to see that Bear and Henry were stationed at either end. They’d agreed to come out and keep watch for us. We would never risk anyone seeing our omega like this, but she didn’t need to know that.
We crowded Westin against the wall.
“Is what I think is happening actually happening?” She looked between us with lust in her eyes.
“If you think we’re about to make you come right here, then yes,” Liam said, his voice a low growl.
She leaned her head back until it rested against the wall, revealing the smooth column of her throat. “Holy shit. I think I’m dreaming,” she said. “What have you done with my overprotective alphas?”
I twisted her hair around my hand, pulling until she gasped with the slight pain. “We know we’ve been overprotective, but just because you have this tumor doesn’t mean you can’t be yourself.” I moved my other hand up her side until it came to rest on her breast. I squeezed hard, savoring her whimper. “Make us keep up with you.”
“You’re doing a great job keeping up,” she said, her words ending in a moan as Liam moved his hand up her leg, disappearing under the short skirt of her dress.
“You’re going to have to stay quiet for us,” he said. “In fact, I think I have something that will help with that.”
He kneeled and I realized he was pulling off her underwear. It was skimpy and lacy and, I was sure, soaked with her arousal. Liam pressed it to his face, breathing in deeply. “Fuck, you smell so good, kitten. Now, open your mouth.”
Westin’s eyes widened and she glanced at me. I cocked an eyebrow in challenge, knowing that would set her off. She opened her mouth and Liam pressed in her balled-up panties.
“Good kitten,” he said, pressing a kiss to her lips. “That will help you stay quiet while we wreck that sweet little cunt.”
My cock strained against my pants as I took in her eyes, glassy with arousal, and the quick rise and fall of her chest. I needed to touch her fuckingnow.
I turned her so she was facing the wall, keeping one hand on her back to keep her in place as I lifted her short skirt. I groaned as I took in her rounded ass cheeks, palming them in my hand and giving them a sharp squeeze. Westin let out a muffled moan.
“If you can be nice and quiet while we redden your cheeks, we’ll reward you, princess.”
She arched back into my touch, presenting her ass for me. I glanced up and down the alleyway, making sure we were still alone.
“Do you want the first honors?” I asked Liam.
“I’ll warm her up for you,” he said. “Spread your legs wider, kitten.”
Westin parted her legs slightly.
“More,” Liam demanded, using his foot to spread her legs even wider, putting her off balance. My hand pressing her to the wall was the only thing keeping her firmly upright.
Liam ran his fingers through her pussy. They came away drenched with slick and he put them in his mouth, licking off her sweetness. “Our omega is drenched for us. I think she likes the idea of being spanked.”
“I think you might be right,” I said. “She’s so eager for her punishment.”
A soft whimper escaped Westin’s lips and I grabbed her hair, tilting her head back. She was breathing heavily through her nose and her cheeks were flushed. I didn’t think I’d ever seen a more beautiful sight.
“Remember, silence,” I said sternly. She nodded as much as she could with the way I was holding her hair.
Liam moved his hand back and then brought it down hard on her ass cheek. Westin’s breathing sped up, but she stayed quiet. He soothed the bright red patch on her ass cheek with his hand before spanking her opposite cheek.
“Our kitten might get a reward after all,” he chuckled darkly. Then he smacked her ass cheeks twice in a row, and a slight muffled moan escaped Westin’s gagged mouth.
“Was that a sound?” Liam asked, a grin on his face.
“I think it was,” I responded.
“That might mean she doesn’t get to come,” he said, cupping her ass with both hands.
