Page 58 of Lying Lainey

Decision made, we all traipsed downstairs, gathered what we needed for dinner, and brought it back up to the living room. I let the guys pick the movie since I was willing to watch just about anything, and they all seemed rather opinionated on the matter. Each of them picked out their choice, and then I was left to decide what one to start with. I closed my eyes and had them mix up the choices, then pointed to the CD.

“Looks like I’m the winner,” Kerian said as he popped up off the couch to put it in the disk. “I hope you’re ready for some epic action and impressive car stunts, my friends.”

Action movies were one of my favorites, and I hadn’t seen this one before, so I was thrilled. We dished up the pasta Ruth had made and snuggled into the deep-cushioned couch for the rest of the night.

twenty-four

Lainey

Fingers traced down the bare skin of my back, making me moan and arch into the touch, pressing my ass against whichever of my three guys was spooning me. Another hand circled my nipple before giving it a gentle flick, forcing a gasp to tumble out of my mouth. I half-opened my eyes to find Halstead in front of me, heat burning in his eyes as he met my gaze.

“Morning, doll,” he murmured in a rough, sexy morning voice with a lazy smirk on his face.

“Hi,” I answered, my brain still not really sure it was awake.

The man behind me slid his hand between my legs and stroked my pussy from bottom to top, using the slick already pooling to swirl his finger around my clit. “Good morning, beautiful,” Quintin whispered in my ear before nibbling it.

“Oh, I think it’s about to be a good morning if your hand is any indication of what’s to come,” I commented. “Is Kerian still asleep?”

“No, he’s up and out of the house. Decided he wanted to take advantage of the time off and went to one of his favorite biking trails. He’ll probably be gone most of the morning,” Quintin answered.

“So it’s just the three of us here in this big comfy bed. What could we possibly think of to do while he’s away?” I mused aloud.

Halstead dipped his head, caught one of my nipples between his lips, and gave it a tug as he rolled his eyes up to watch my reaction. My head fell back against Quintin as I let him slide my left leg over his, exposing my pussy and allowing him more freedom to play. Halstead sucked my nipple into his mouth as he used his tongue to drive me fucking wild, thrusting against Quintin’s hand.

Finally, Quintin plunged two fingers into my pussy, pumping them slowly in and out of me. He didn’t remain there long but instead scooped out what he needed and started to massage my asshole. This gave me a pretty good idea of what these two had in mind, and I was in full support of starting my morning being doubled dicked and knotted. I could also tell from their energy that they wanted this moment to be tender lovemaking and nothing rushed or frenzied. I’m sure they’d gotten enough of that while I was in heat.

Halstead kept his mouth working my nipples, making sure each one received equal amounts of love as he lazily fingered my pussy. With his thick fingers, he only needed to use one for me to know it was there, but as I relaxed and my slick was now pouring out of me, he slipped in a second, making me cry out.

“God, I love the sound of your voice when we make you feel good.” Halstead groaned, fisting his cock with his free hand. “Everything about you is so responsive to our touch it drives me out of my fucking mind. I keep telling myself to take my time and enjoy getting you all riled up, but I just want to thrust my cock so deep in your pussy you scream long and loud, letting the world know whose cock is making you writhe with pleasure.”

Holy shit, the mouths on these men. They were about to create a new trigger for me that the moment any of them said something that dirty, I would come instantly. That’s how much of a goddamn turn-on it was becoming.

“Fuuck!” I groaned out as Quintin slowly worked a finger into my ass.

He worked methodically to warm me up, using my slick as a lube and ensuring I was going to be comfortable when he filled me with his cock. I realized he was used to male partners who needed this consideration when it came to prepping for sex. Omegas, however, were made a little differently so when we were turned on, we became incredibly stretchy and malleable in an effort to accommodate an Alpha’s knot.

It didn’t take him long to catch on, though, as he slipped two fingers in the next time, and I stretched easily for him. “Are you that eager for me to fuck your ass, beautiful? You open up for me like a perfect flower blooming for all the world to see.”

My whole body shivered at his words and the feel of his fingers stroking and thrusting into me. “Yes.” I panted. “I want you both to fill me with your cocks and fuck me. To be pressed between you both as you fuck me together.”

“What a good girl telling her Alphas what she needs,” Halstead praised as I felt the warm, blunt head of his cock butt up against my pussy. “What our Omega needs, her Alpha is happy to give.”

I half expected him to thrust up into me, but he didn’t. Instead, the tip of his cock entered, but he didn’t try to thrust but merely let my body slowly accept him in a moment of pure torture. The feel of him slowly working his way deeper had me wriggling, trying to press down on him but I couldn’t as Quintin held me in place.

“Not this time, Lainey,” Quintin scolded. “We are running the show, and the two of us want to savor every single moment of this. Nothing will be rushed because all good things come to those who are patient.”

A whimper escaped me as I all but pouted at his words. His answer was to grip my chin and turn my face to him and kiss me. As he promised, it was languid, full of feeling, and had me melting into him just as he knew it would. Once I was fully relaxed, he took that opportunity to slide his cock into my ass, making me cry out, but he swallowed the sound with his kiss. When they both were finally balls deep in me, they didn’t move but simply hugged me tight as they kissed each other.

Never did I think being with other people who loved each other would add such a difference to a moment. Right now, I felt so cherished and doted upon, even as they were the ones making out above me. There was just something about seeing the love they had for one another and how deep it ran, yet they managed to find a small piece of that emotion to share with me. My eyes burned with the threat of tears, but I wasn’t going to fucking cry every time we had sex. I wasn’t going to be that woman.

Pulling back from their kiss, they looked down at me with such tenderness, I was certain I would never recover. How could one person handle such an intense emotion from not one but two different people? They showered my face, neck, and shoulders with kisses and little nips that actually had me giggling.

“Now that is the sound I wish to bottle and listen to whenever I’m struggling with the darkness in my mind,” Quintin shared, kissing my temple. “That is the sound of joy and happiness I hope to be able to hear for the rest of my life.”

My brain skipped on that comment like a record with a scratch in it. “The rest of your life…” I repeated, just wanting to be sure that’s what he’d said.

“That is my hope,” he answered, nuzzling into my neck. “One day, I would love to see my mark on your elegant neck declaring to the world that you chose us. That we were found worthy of your love, allowing us to express that in a bond so deep and pure it can never be broken. That is the wish I have and the dream I spent living in last night as I held you in my arms. It’s a lot, I know, but I refuse to keep silent when I’m connected to you like this, and you hold part of my heart in your hands.”