“Ok…I did warn you.” I turn and push the fabric from my hips, walking to my closet to get into a clean pair of scrubs, but when I turn back around, she is already gone. I wonder if she liked what she saw.
Chapter 18
Iscurry from the room as soon as Leo’s back is turned. I couldn't remember if he was wearing underwear or not, but I knew I would be a drooling mess if I saw him naked, and he was right, we needed to get to work. The guys have places to go, and I need to get home for Iggy, and to get work done myself.
I hurry back to the amazing nest that they built for me–Jacks, that Jacks built for me. And crawl across the mattress to them. Gabe was still asleep when I had to untangle my legs from him this morning, and he lacked his signature scowl I had seen on his face so far. I would almost say he looks peaceful, but I’m not sure if anything about this man could be described as peaceful.
I brush the fringe of hair from his forehead–if I am going to wake him up, I want to be as gentle as possible. But his facetilts up to my touch, and he rubs his mouth against my wrist, rekindling the fire I managed to escape with Leo.
He lets out a low groan, "Omega,” and nips lightly at my flesh, and yup, there goes my perfume again along with my whine. His hand snaps around mine, holding me in place as his tongue laves across the area his teeth were just on. He lets out a purring growl, his eyes opening slowly–the way he looks at me makes me feel exposed, naked and waiting for him to sink his teeth into me.
Or another body part! Just a suggestion.
Ugh, I thought that little omega voice was done for awhile.
I try to pull out of Gabe’s grip, but it tightens to the point of almost pain. I have his full attention now, as he surges up and over me, bringing my wrist over my head, and pinning my hips with his. I can feel the hot bar of his erection pressing against my core, and I want to wiggle against it so badly. Chase some of that delicious friction that his body is promising me. He curves his torso over mine, bringing his face to my neck, and I can hear his low growl as he traces his tongue over the pulse in my neck.
With Gabe looming over me, I feel so small, surrounded by so much power. But I want him, I want to feel him, and I let my legs fall wider so he can settle deeper against me.
“Little omega, I had a dream about you last night.” My nipples tighten with his growly words and his hot breath on my skin.
He rolls his hips against me, letting me feel the full length of his cock through both our pajamas. I can’t help the involuntary shiver that runs through me, or the whining gasp at how goodhe feels–how right–it feels to have him there. He rolls his hips again, and I can feel the hard swell of his knot rub against my clit, making my hips twitch and curl to try to maintain contact.
“You came into my bedroom, and used that wicked little tongue of yours until I made a huge mess, all over my sheets.” He nibbles on my earlobe and his soft words are at odds with the low growl coming from his chest, and his hard body pressing me flat into the mattress.
He releases my wrist and traces his fingers down my arm, circling the edge of my breast, and the dip at my waist until he wraps his fingers around my hip tightly, rolling against me again. And I swear to fuck if he keeps doing this, I am just going to orgasm right here under him, with Jacks and Xan still asleep above me.
He lets go of my hip to slide under the waistband of my pajama pants, following the line down to my core, “Fuck omega, you’re soaked…is this all for me?” When I can’t do more than whimper and nod he slides one thick finger inside me, pumping a few times before adding a second finger and rubbing the palm of his hand against my clit with each thrust.
I feel like I am about to melt as he brings his mouth down to mine, I open for him, and then he is thrusting into me on both ends, his tongue in my mouth, his thick fingers into my pussy. I moan loudly, all worry of waking up the pack gone as I writhe under him, panting.
His mouth, his hand, his hot length pumping against my thigh, suddenly there is another hand, I open my eyes and Gabepulls back, allowing me to see Jacks kneeling on the mattress beside him. Gabe leans up, hand never losing its rhythm, and Jacks comes down, kissing me fervently. His teeth nipping and biting at my lips. His tongue flicking over the tiny abrasions he just made. He kisses down to my jaw, then my throat, and I can see Xan behind him, hands running down Jacks’ back, staring at us, pupils blown.
Jacks makes it all the way to my chest, undoing the buttons on my top before he pulls it open, and rolls my nipple with his tongue gently biting.
I let out a squeak as he bites too hard and then Xan is pulling him back, hand fisted in the back of Jacks’ mohawk. Xan is directly behind him now, pulling the taller man back against his chest, biting the side of his neck, eyes never leaving mine as Jacks shudders and moans, his own eyes slipping closed. I trace my eyes down the two of them. Jacks has lost his pajamas at some point and his cock is fully erect and bobbing against his stomach with every thrust Xan makes against his ass. Not penetrating, not yet. My eyes snag on something shiny, a glint of metal against the slightly darker skin of his shaft, but I can’t focus.
“Eyes on me omega,” growls Gabe, catching my chin in his big hand and turning it back to face him. Gabe withdraws his fingers from my core, and they are coated in my slick. He brings them up to his lips and runs his tongue over them. “Fuck, you taste good, Little Omega”.
Then Jacks is grabbing his hand and sucking on Gabe’s fingers frantically as Xan thrusts harder against him before pulling away and leaning towards the nightstand closest to him.
Jacks’ moan is louder than my whimper as he tastes me on Gabe’s fingers, and I try to pull Gabe back down to me. I roll my hips under him, I’m so close, and I need more friction.
“Words, baby, use your words. I can’t go any farther unless you tell me what you want.”
Gabe’s hips push against me, but we’re both still fully clothed below the waist, I feel like I might go mad, or melt. Spontaneously combust if there isn’t a release of pressure soon. I can barely form coherent thoughts, let alone sentences.
“Please, Gabe, please, I need you.”
“Please what? What d’you need, baby?” His hips continue to rock against my core, and the friction is so good, but not enough, not nearly enough to push me over the edge.
“Please alpha, please fuck me, knot me. Please.” It’s barely a whisper, but still he hears.
A loud ripping sound is the only warning I have as Gabe’s briefs are shredded, then he lifts my hips, and removes my pajama pants and underwear much more gently. Jacks moans loudly behind me, and I tilt my head to see him staring at me, eyes devouring my body as Xan squeezes a bottle of lube over his asscrack. Gabe tilts my chin gently back to face him, “Do I need to make ‘em leave, or are you gonna be a good girl for me?” Jacks lets out a loud snarl.
“No alpha. Please. Now, please”
He reaches down and rubs the blunt head of his cock through my slit up to my clit and back, and I whimper with impatience. “Almost there, baby, but I don’t wanna hurt you.” Then I feel him pushing in, just the tip, and he is so thick. I knew he would be, but this feels nothing like my toys I’ve used in the past. He is so hot and hard and he rocks into me a few inches then withdraws, before surging forward again. I can see the strain in his shoulders, his eyebrows lowered in concentration as he rocks back and forth a few more times, penetrating me a little deeper with each thrust.
