I squeeze his knot, and in retaliation, he pinches my nipple and clit, making me squeak.
It gets harder to focus on my competitive handjob with him touching me, but no matter what I do, I can’t make him come first.
Cato circles my clitjusthow I like it, but rather than giving in, I redouble my efforts.
I lick the curve of his ear and he groans, so I flick his hoop earring with my tongue. His fingers slip before they find my clit again.
I lick and nibble his ear while stroking his cock. Cato’s breath stutters and his fingering turns rough and uncoordinated, though that feels just as good.
I mix in some neck kissing, and when I suck on his pulse point, he finally loses it.
Cato thrusts into my hands, his cock pulsing a warning before the first rope of come hits my stomach.
I squeeze his knot as I jerk him off, and it grows until I can only get my hand around half of it. It stops before it’s fully inflated, finally realizing it’s not inside me.
Cato covers me in come from my neck to my stomach. When his cock eventually stills, he presses his face against mine, breathing hard. His knot deflates and I let go, giving it a gentle pat.
Cato shifts like he’s shaking himself off and reaches for my pussy again, but I grab his wrist.
I nudge him back, and he goes after a few grumbling growls. He doesn’t take his eyes off me though, staring at my come-covered body.
Usually I’m happy to have Cato join in, but I’m eager to use my new toy and want to give it my full attention.
And perfectly timed, because Henri’s knot releases me. He kisses my cheek and pulls out, moving aside without prompting.
I pull on the leash, and Orion crawls to me as I back up until I’m off the mattress. I sit on one of the short S-curved chairs, partially reclined with my legs up.
Orion gets on the floor and crawls the rest of the way to kneel between my legs. I kiss him and tangle my hand in his hair, holding tight, before slipping my tongue in his mouth.
When I pull back, I say, “Will you clean me up, alpha?”
“Yes, omega,” Orion says.
I smile and pull his head down to my chest. He licksCato’s come off my collarbone and my breasts, cupping them so he can lick everywhere.
I moan when he licks my nipple, but Orion doesn’t linger once the come is gone. He moves down to my stomach, and I giggle when he licks my side, tickling me.
He pauses at my waist, and my pussy clenches in anticipation.
I run my hand down my chest and over the swell of my stomach. Orion’s gaze follows the movement, enthralled, and when I reach my mound, his eyes drop to my messy pussy.
I love seeing him kneeling between my legs, salivating for a taste of me.
“Clean me here now, alpha,” I say.
His tongue immediately finds my clit. I whimper and arch into his touch, clamping my thighs around his head.
Orion swipes up my center, licking out Henri’s come for several long minutes.
I pull his face against me, wanting more, and he moves up to suck on my clit. The sudden intensity makes me whine, but Orion keeps going.
My legs are shaking and I can’t form the words to order him to slow down. I’m not entirely sure I want to.
Orion slips two fingers inside, and I tighten around them in anticipation. He rubs my G-spot while sucking me, and that’s it.
I come hard, still so sensitive after Henri’s knot stretched me out. I squirt on Orion, flooding his face, and even as my orgasm winds down, he keeps going.
I tug weakly on his hair, but he doesn’t stop.
