But there are still clothes between us. They’re scratchy, and they’re stopping me from feeling all of them.
“Clothes. Off,” I bark, and all touches stop.
Carefully, I’m placed on the edge of the sofa, and before me stand two gorgeous alphas who begin to strip.
Dinner and a show. I am the luckiest omega in the world.
Their eyes never move from me as they unbuckle their belts, remove their vests, tug off their shirts in one fluid pull, revealing all their dark, tanned skinned, hard muscles, and… scars.
Lots and lots of scars.
My breath catches. They’re both so beautiful, but those scars…
A soft sound escapes me, and they pause, seconds from pulling off their boxers.
“Omega,” Luc says, but they’re both rushing towards me. “What’s wrong? Have you changed your mind? It’s okay if you have, we can—”
I reach out, tracing a finger over the thick scar along Luc’s chest while my other hand follows the one carved across Val’s hard stomach.
Another whimper falls out.
“Omega.” Val’s deep voice rumbles as he takes my hand in his and kisses the fingertips. “These scars are old. They don’t hurt.”
“Touch them all you want,” Luc purrs, lowering to his knees as my hand falls away. “Touch me anywhere. Everywhere.” He places a kiss on the side of my knee while parting my thighs. “But right now.” He closes his eyes as he inhales. “I need to taste you.”
His palms grip my thighs, pulling me to the very edge of the sofa, and the second his tongue slides over my slit, Val grabs my jaw and steals the moan with his lips.
“Holy fuck,” Luc growls, pausing his tasting. “I… I don’t think I’ll last… if I keep—”
My hand lands in his hair, and I tug his mouth back to my pussy.
He stills for a second, then with a renewed hunger, he moans against me and feeds.
I cry into Val’s mouth. He chuckles, peering down. “That’s it, omega, use his mouth. Make him come from just the taste of you.”
That is entirely my plan, but when a finger slowly enters me, I realise I might be coming first.
“Oh… god…” I gasp, fingers tightening in Luc’s short hair, which only encourages him to add a second finger. “Alphas, I’m…”
“Come all over my brother’s face, and then I’ll fuck you,” Val growls, one hand grasping my breast, thumb brushing my nipple, the other now wrapped around my throat.
Luc’s slow, deep thrusts and long licks never stop. A third finger enters, the tip of his tongue grazing my clit.
“Be a good omega for us,” Val murmurs against my mouth. “Come,”he barks.
I didn’t need the bark. I was already there. But it shatters through me, triggering my orgasm.
My thighs shake around Luc’s head, my fingers pulling his hair without meaning to, but he simply moans, lapping at my pussy and keeping my legs open.
“That’s it, good girl. That’s what you needed,” Val murmurs in my ear as his brother keeps tasting me. “Now, you’re ready for a cock.”
I’ve only just come, literally seconds ago, but I’m staring up into Val’s eyes, desperate for exactly that.
He pulls me up and away from Luc, his hands around my waist as he pulls me to him. My legs wrap around him, our mouths colliding as he lays me down onto something soft, then he’s on top of me, between my legs, tip of his cock at my soaking entrance.
“Luc’s gonna need a minute, trouble.” He smirks.
I turn my head to catch Luc sitting on the ground, back against the sofa we’re on, staring into the distance and panting.
