“Take it off, please.”
The whimper isn’t feigned. He stands up and passes the bottle of water to Sebastian as he backs away from the bed. Fox murmurs in my ear, and his hand slides over my ribs to land possessively on my stomach.
“Watch him,” Fox says. “Seeing him get naked is a treat we all deserve.”
Yes, I want to lick him. I can’t do it with his nasty clothes on.
I cover Fox’s hand and slide it up to my aching breasts. He hisses in my ear as his fingers close around the mound of flesh and immediately start kneading.
Katsu pops one button on his shirt. I whimper.
Another one loses its hold on the fabric, and now I’m seeing the brown of his skin, my eyes riveted to it, flashes of memory slamming into me. I bite my lip until it aches, but I can see the way his butt cheeks clenched as he buried himself in Fox, the sounds of them fucking, knowing we were watching.
Fox cups my pussy and drags me out of my memories and up against him.
He pulls his hand away and holds it up to the light, showing my slick. As I watch, it runs down his hand to his wrist. Sebastian comes out of the dark shadows of my nest, grabs his hand so hard his knuckles turn white, and then leans in really slowly and licks from Fox’s wrist to his fingertips. The erotic kiss continues until he engulfs two of Fox’s fingers and sucks hard.
Fox’s reaction is violent and immediate. He hisses and flinches, his cock twitching against my ass. There’s a wet spot on the small of my back that I wonder if Sebastian would lick off, too.
This is a fever dream. All my deepest fantasies, and I can do anything and everything. The heat has stolen my insecurities, any doubts I might feel, any reservations. I am a goddess, and these alphas are mine.
In the back of my mind, I recognise that this is a part of myself that has always existed and has just been buried or unexplored.
Their scents wrap around me. Each different, each one complimenting the other in a combination of smells that is like the perfect recipe just for me.
“Omega.”
That word. That single word is a summons, a verbal stroke down all my most intimate places, a command to turn towards the alpha who murmured it, and where once I hated being called omega, I find that on the lips of Sebastian, Katsu, and Fox, I don’t mind.
Katsu watches me with those unnerving pale eyes, waiting for my attention to return to him. He’s naked, but he doesn’t touch himself; he ignores his erection and his body, focusing instead on me. Its seduction, pleasure, and the most alluring power play ever. I want more.
“Alpha,” I say the word in a seductive purr that has his eyes flashing, hands clenching. His chest rises and falls faster, and his cock twitches.
Sebastian growls, his lips still wrapped around Fox’s fingers. Fox groans, but we ignore them.
“Tell me what you want, and it’s yours.”
“I want you to come here and make me feel so good I forget my name, then I want you to put your cock in me and knot me until I’m screaming. Make me yours, make me feel, make it good. Knot me, Alpha, I am your omega, and I want you to mark me in my nest so no one forgets.”
Each word I speak makes his eyes shine and his jaw tic. By the time I stop, he’s vibrating.
Katsu moves suddenly and grabs my ankle, dragging me away from Fox. I slide down on my back until my ass is at the edge of the bed and he’s standing over me, looming larger than life.
He reaches for me, but I catch his hand, purring. I drag it to my mouth and kiss the inside of his wrist. I bare my teeth and scrape them over the sensitive skin. He watches me through those frozen eyes of his until he can’t take it anymore, and he pulls free and rolls me onto my stomach.
I expect him to be rough, to take me and knot me, but the kiss on the sole of my foot startles me enough that I go entirely still. He marks me, just like I demanded, everywhere, every inch of my body. When he's explored my back, he rolls me like I'm precious china, to my front. Each time his lips touch my skin, it’s followed by his fingers sliding over the spot, memorizing each curve, wrinkle, hair, each freckle or mole. Every imperfection is kissed, cherished. All those doubts and fears are further buried as this alpha learns me.
And I fall apart.
My body weeping for his, each touch of his fingers and lips stoke the fire higher, the flames hotter. But I cry for me and all the insecurities I’ve held as I let them go. One misbelief at a time melts away, scattering like ash in the fire of his desire.
When he climbs on top of me, carefully cradling my body, he doesn’t force his way into me; he slides with a gentleness that has me arching my back and crying out, and I meet him.
“This is what I want. I need to see all of you. Break apart for me, show it all to me,” he whispers as he buries himself completely in me.
I have never felt so vulnerable or seen.
His fingers stroke up over my hips, slide over my ribs, before he drops his weight on me and finds that spot on my neck that is leaking my scent into the air like a leaky faucet.
