Fingers teased my entrance. Two of them easing inside. I shuddered, arching, and Bastian flexed his hand around my neck. “Stay still, Omega.”
“Fuck.”
He chuckled, but I obeyed.
Logan curled those infernal fingers, moving slowly. So fuckingslowly. In and out. Teasing and touching, moving, thrusting, until he brushed over the place that made me gasp.
My pussy clamped down on his fingers like a vise, and he leaned in to smile against my inner thigh. “I think she likes that.”
That was a fucking understatement.
“Give me one more.”
His mouth sealed over my clit, tongue swirling and flicking at the same time he stopped moving slowly. He thrust his fingers against that same spot. Over and over and over.
The world went white.
Pleasure rushed in from every side and I could do nothing but accept and take it. I shook and fought because the urge to move was so strong, but the way they held me was stronger.
And with nowhere to go? The orgasm wrecked me.
If it was too much when I got myself off, the movement would make it bearable. Now I had no choice, and the deepest part of me sighed in fucking relief.
His fingers and tongue didn’t stop moving, drawing out every last quivering inch of the orgasm. Until my chest was heaving as I tried to catch my breath, and I felt like a puddle of melted Omega on top of the crate.
Bastian pressed his lips on my cheek, next to my ear. I felt the shape of his kiss even through the mask. “Beautiful.”
I shuddered. The simple praise warmed me. Melted me further.
Logan stroked his hands up and down my thighs, gently closing my legs. “We’re going to help you sit up now, okay?”
“Okay.” I still felt floaty and hazy in the best way.
Bastian slid his hand around my neck so it was curled around the back of it, lifting as the others helped me come all the way up.
My thong was already being slid up my legs and over my knees. Logan’s fingers sent tingles along my skin. “Here.” One arm around my waist had me slipping off the crate and standing. My legs weren’t capable of holding me, but it didn’t matter. He had me with one hand and fixed my underwear with the other. “We’re going to leave this room so that other people can use it. But we’re going to take you to the aftercare area now. Is that all right?”
“Mhmm.”
A second later I was lifted into warm arms and tucked against a deep, rich purr. It felt so safe, I let myself close my eyes.
CHAPTER SIX
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BASTIAN
Ifollowed Logan back down the stairs into the main club space, breathing in the path of Trinity’s scent that floated behind. It felt like following a path of bright stars through the dimness. I could still feel the warmth of her skin on my palm. Feel the way she swallowed and moaned while she surrendered so fucking beautifully.
The four of us hadn’t really thought about an Omega. Not because we didn’t want one, but because finding an Omega who loved all of our various and kinky interests seemed impossible. Until Trinity crossed our path like a shooting star.
It felt… I didn’t have the words for it. There was no explanation for the complete reversal of every want, need, and priority I had in my life.
All I wanted to do wasmore.
More than holding her wrists and caressing her throat. More because she knew exactly who we were to her, not just Alphas who ran into her in a club. Whatever the case, I didn’t think there was a way to wait for the match to occur naturally. We had no idea when her heat might be, and I didn’t want to wait. Not only because I wanted her to know exactly who we were, but because the kinds of things we enjoyed weren’t things that could be done with any kind of deception.
This whole lifestyle was based on trust and honesty. Hiding who we were to her would do more harm than good, and I already knew I could never harm this woman.
