I wrap my hand around him. He throbs in my hand, burning up. He drops his head against Espie's shoulder and his eyes flutter closed. The sound he makes is grateful and nothing like pain.
He groans when I tighten my grip. The sound goes through me like a wire pulled tight. My eyes nearly roll at the scent of him.
“Gonna take you in my mouth now, angel,” I whisper.
His shuddering breath is my only answer when his abdomen clenches with another cramp. The first touch of my tongue to the tip of him jerks his whole body. Salt and musk and sweetness flood my mouth. I trace the head slowly, learning the shape of him, the ridge underneath. He is flushed and leaking and trusting me with this, and I’m going to make it good for him.
“Oh gods.” He fists my hair. “Sera, that's…”
He fills my mouth, hot and heavy against my tongue, and I hollow my cheeks and suck gently. The moan that tears out of him echoes across the patio.
Espie catches her breath. When I glance up, a flush spreads across her cheeks. Her attention is fixed to Aubrey’s cock in my mouth. Her scent shifts. The sharp fear-edge softens into warmth, sweetness, thickness. She is watching me suck her bonded omega's cock, and she is slicking.
She presses her lips to his temple. “She’s taking good care of you, Aubrey.”
I pull back slowly, tongue dragging along the underside, then sink down again. I find a rhythm that is slow and wet and thorough. His taste floods my mouth. He makes gutted, beautiful sounds. Pleasure sounds. Not pain.
He trembles under my hands. His stomach clenches and releases with every pull of my mouth. A flush spreads down his chest, visible at the collar of his sleep shirt. He threads his fingers in my hair, and rocks his hips in tiny helpless thrusts. I cup his balls, gently rolling them in my hand. His scent is thick here and my eyes roll back in my head. Every breath I take infuses into my blood.
Kev, Lex and Ezra stare at the omegas. Of course they want them like this. They’re scent-matches but they are the alphas the omegas will ultimately need. My mouth is soothing Aubrey’s spike, but he’ll need more than my mouth when his heat hits.
At least I can give him this. Give him relief, if only for a moment. Something good to carry afterward.
I take him deeper, breathing through it as his head presses against my throat. His scent changes almost immediately. The burnt, acidic edge starts to fade, sweetness unfolding beneath it instead.
It’s working.
Thank the gods, it’s working.
Aubrey’s eyes slit open. Find the alphas standing behind me. He lifts his hand toward them.This is it. This is all I get.
“We're here, love. You’re okay,” Kev says, just above my ear.
Lex lays his hand on my back. Ezra finds my arm. Their scents merge around us, adding layers around us. Aubrey flicks his gaze to the hands on me. He tenses for a moment. His thighs harden under mine. His cock pulses against my tongue. He holds his gaze on those hands.
“It's okay,” Espie murmurs to him. “They're helping. They're pack. They won't push, I promise. They won't push.”
“Pack,” Aubrey breathes, and his scent shifts at the word, sweetness threading through the cedar.
I give him everything. Every pull of my mouth, every swirl of my tongue. The taste of him thick on my palate. The wet soundsof my mouth working him. His fingers trembling in my hair. I stroke his taint and he jerks. His sounds turn more urgent, higher, bitten-off moans and catching breaths. His hips rock faster, losing rhythm, his whole body tensing toward release.
“I'm going to…” His voice cracks. “Sera. Sera, I…”
I suck hard. The orgasm rips through him. He arches in Espie's arms, clamps his thighs around me, and makes a sound that is half sob, half moan. He throbs against my tongue, hot and pulsing, and I swallow around him, work him through it, take everything he gives me while tears stream down his face.
Gods.He tastes good. Better than good. I could keep him in my mouth all afternoon and not tire of it.
The allure of an omega.
A sound builds in his chest. Low and rumbling. It vibrates against my lips where they are still wrapped around him. Soft at first. Then steadier. Stronger. It spreads through his whole body.
“He's purring,” Ezra whispers. “Kev, he's purring.”
“I hear it.” Kev's voice is ragged. “I hear it.”
I soothe Aubrey through his aftershocks with soft licks, soft touches, until he is boneless and spent. I pull away slowly. I tuck him away. I press my lips to the inside of his thigh, where it meets his hip, before I think better of it. He let me do this for him. He trusted me with this.
“I didn't…” His voice rasps. The purr stutters around the words and picks back up. “Sera. I didn't know it could feel… that wasn't…”
