Lars groaned when I nodded, pressing his face to the top of my head and breathing in. His hand moved down to cup my breasts, his large hands covering them as he squeezed. “Will you let us make you feel good, sweetheart?”
“You want to?” My voice came out high and insecure.
Easton and Lars growled in unison, pressing their bodies tight to me until I could barely breathe. I loved it. They were both rock-hard against me, and slick drenched my underwear.
“Now that we’ve answered that question,” Lars said, his fingers kneading my hips, “do you want to move inside?”
My breath hitched as I was filled with unexpected anxiety at the thought of bringing them into my house. It was stupid. I should just do it. Invite them inside. It wasn’t a big deal.
Shouldn’tbe a big deal.
But my personal space was sacred to me, and if I let them inside and this didn’t work out? It might not feel so safe anymore.
“Wait,” Easton said. “I have just the thing.” He took off running—flinging the lighthouse door open and coming back seconds later with a large blanket. “I brought it so we could have a picnic.” He was breathless as he slid to a stop in front of us. “I didn’t know omega would be on the menu.” He waggled his brows.
Lars and I both crinkled our noses.
“Bro, you could have worded that better.”
“Yeah, now I’m worried about cannibalism,” I said.
“Oh, I do want to eat you. But you’ll like it,” Easton said with an exaggerated wink as he tried to lay the blanket down.
“Fuck’s sake,” Lars muttered. “At least I have better game than him.” He leaned down and fixed the corner of the blanket.
I covered my smile with my hand. In my experience, sex was serious and stressful. This already felt so different.
I let out a squeal as Easton pulled me down, making sure I landed on top of him. My breasts pressed against his hard chest, and he moved his legs in between mine so my hips were spread wide.
“This is the fucking best view I’ve ever seen.” Lars’s deep voicebehind me was the only warning before he flipped my skirt up and palmed my ass. His large hands gripped me hard. “I think she’s trying to kill us. Wearing this tiny little thong that barely covers anything.”
Easton swore. “You should see the view from down here,” he said, his eyes fixed on my breasts.
My omega started taking over, another whine rising out of my throat as I became desperate to feel their skin against mine.
“Okay, baby, I’ve got the hint.” Easton laughed as he brushed my desperate hands aside and pushed himself into a seated position, keeping me tight against his lap. The change in position meant my pussy was pressed right against his cock. My breathing sped up and a burst of slick soaked the inside of my thighs. Lars’s hands were there, slipping under my skirt and gripping my inner thighs and slick-drenched tights.
“I need these off.” His voice was a growl, feral with want, and I knew exactly how he felt. Easton and Lars moved me like I was a doll, stripping me of all my clothes until the three of us lay on our sides, naked on the blanket. I was pinned between them too tightly to see much of their bodies, but the feel of their skin against mine waseverything. They ran their hands down my body and I tensed, wondering how they would react to seeing me naked.
Easton let out a moan and pressed hot kisses down my neck. “You’re perfection. Straight out of my dreams.”
He kissed my breasts and then took a nipple into his mouth. I arched against him, letting out a low moan when he gently bit down. The spark of pain went straight to my core. I threw my head back, resting it against Lars’s chest. A deep vibration started behind me, and it took me a moment to understand what it was—Lars was purring. The sound melted all my tension and turned me to putty.
His hands followed the trail of Easton’s kisses, cupping and squeezing. “I love this,” he moaned, hand on my stomach. I squirmed a bit, but he just held me tighter. “You are a fucking goddess.” He kissed the spot behind my ear, and I squirmed again, but not out of self-consciousness this time.
Easton moved until his face was level with my pussy. He paused for a moment, spreading my lips with his fingers and justlooked.
“Easton,” I whined.
“I want to memorize everything about you. I want to know the shape of you, the feel of you. You are my obsession, Olive.” Before I could respond, he dove in, licking a long line up my pussy before taking my clit into his mouth and sucking. Lars pulled my leg over his, opening me up more for Easton.
“Good girl,” Lars murmured. “Just relax and let Easton make you feel good.” His tight grip pinned me in place, making movement impossible. A cool breeze kissed my feverish skin, and the salt in the air joined the alphas’ scents in an intoxicating blend of earth and sweetness.
Easton continued eating me, circling my clit with his tongue, as he reached up a hand and played with my nipples. My orgasm built, and I was grinding back on Lars. His hard cock slipped between my thighs. My core clenched, feeling way too empty and desperate to be filled. I mumbled something incoherent as I reached back and tried to grab Lars’s cock.
“Needy little omega,” he said. “You need me to fill you up? To stretch that sweet little pussy and fill you with my cum?”
I nodded, but any words were cut off as Easton pinched my nipple and sucked hard on my clit at the same time, making me come with a rush of slick. I was jelly, completely spent but greedy for more.
