She glances around.
“Or,” Zach says rubbing his chin with a mischievous smile, “you could be our weight?”
Our omega steps up to him, bouncing on her heels. “Oh, I don’t know, can you even lift me?” Zachary lets out a boisterous laugh before scooping one arm between her thighs and squatting so she lies forward on his shoulders. She squeals in delight, grabbing his other arm while he moves up and down in perfect form. After a hundred squats, he lets her down.
He leans down to kiss her and she wraps her arms around his neck to pull him close. They are damn cute together. If we were all in high school, it would be the top gossip, the nerd who got hot and the cheerleader everyone wants.
They break apart and she looks at me. “Show me what you got, hot shot.”
I jump at the opportunity because I know exactly what I want to do.
Hip thrust.
I hear Zachary chuckle when I lie on my back in the middle of the shiny black bench and plant my feet on the floor, raising my hips. She straddles me and my cock rises. It doesn’t go unnoticed as she leans down to give me a kiss before I lower my hips, only to drive them up again. Hard. She lifts up with each thrust, her breasts bouncing.
“Hunter, I think you need to go deeper,” Zach jokes.
“You know, I think you’re right, old friend.” I go as low as I can before launching my hips up again.
Her laugh turns into a moan, her eyes closing as my hard cock rubs against her pussy. I can even see some of the slick pooling in the fabric, so I move slower this time, letting her enjoy the friction.
“Zach, will you turn off the camera?”
While I’d love to capture this moment forever, I don’t think she wants this recorded, but she surprises me when she says, “No, you can leave it on. I’ve always wanted to make a movie like this.”
My cock gets even harder.
Zachary pauses, but there’s a gleam in his eyes. “You sure?”
She rolls her hips and the pleasure shoots through me. “Yes, alpha.”
I love the way she says that word.
He comes up behind her, his hands sliding under her sports bra, gently squeezing while she leans back against him. “Can I show Hunter your pretty tits? They’re so beautiful when they bounce like that.”
Our omega closes her eyes on a breathy, “Yes.”
I keep up with my thrusting—who knew dry humping could be so hot? I want to see her come this way. Clothes in the way and all, just the slide of us together.
“Good girl,” he whispers in her ear before slipping the fabric over her head. I move my hips slightly faster. Zach was right, her tits are so pretty when they bounce.
She begins to shake a little, reaching her arms up to lock her fingers around Zachary’s neck as he plays with her nipples. I know she’s close from the way she moves her hips in time with mine.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cries as she breaks apart in the most lovely way. I nod at Zachary, who scoops her up when her orgasm ends, cradling her to his chest so I can stand up, our omega nestled between us.
I want to see her come over and over again. “What do you want, babycakes?” I ask, hoping the answer involves us all naked.
She looks between both of us, dragging her teeth acrossthat plump bottom lip of hers before she says, “Both of you, at the same time.”
Hell, yes!
Zachary and I wear matching ravenous smiles that promise her a great time. We’ve never shared before, but there’s a first time for everything. We both feel so passionately for this omega, and being friends for so long is a plus.
He sets her down, slowly pulling down her shorts and kneeling to kiss each hip as he helps her step out of them. She rubs both of our abs. “Let’s put all these muscles to good use. Clothes off, gentlemen!”
Zach laughs. “Yes, ma’am.” We both yank off our clothes in record time.
“How do you want us?” I ask.
