Page 27 of Trick or Heat

I think I see a tiny bit of amusement at the corner of his lip before he crawls forward. He smooths soft circles into Elsie’s back with one hand, then brings his other hand to me. He’s hesitant, a little bit shaky, but I find myself reaching for him, letting my thumb caress over his in silent comfort.

He hasn’t fucked her since he’s been here. He’s barely even touched her unless she was asking him to. Whatever they have with each other has clearly not been talked about, because he seems to be cautiously skirting around what is and isn’t acceptable for their relationship.

Despite Elsie being in heat, despite her asking him to be here, he still seems to be doing his best to respect her boundaries. I think the problem might be that he doesn’t know where that line lies.

I’m certainly not going to push him to jump over it.

He must sense this, because he finally moves his hand into place with mine and starts to work a digit into her. She mewls, and Casey closes his eyes like he’s trying not to lose himself in her. I get it. I think we’ve all had that issue one time or another the past few days, and when he finally opens them again, determination flickers over his features.

Our hands are touching, energy zapping between us, but I keep my hand still as he works his finger into her. I let my thumb brush over his hand once more and a small gasp escapes him. His chest rises and falls with heavy breaths, his gaze staying on the space where our fingers move inside her, feeling her.

It’s an interesting combination of feelings, I realize. Doing this with him, bringing her pleasure together. It’s not what we thought would happen at the beginning of this heat, but it feels nice. It feels right.

His masala scent heightens, a beautiful mix of spices that lets me in on how aroused he is. I lick my lips, wishing to taste it directly from the source, but the movement catches his attention and brings him back to reality.

Casey lets out a shaky breath. “I… I think she’s ready.”

He scoots back just enough to look at Elsie. She recognizes him immediately, zones in on his crystal-blue eyes. He cups her face, swallowing her sigh as he kisses her softly. When he pulls back, there’s a light in his face that wasn’t there before. No anxiety; no worry. It’s just him and her, working through this together. He doesn’t say anything, just offers her support before looking at me and giving me the okay to continue.

She whimpers as I push into her, inch by inch. It’s slow, so much so that it’s borderline painful, but her sounds bring me back to the present. Her pleasure grounds me; it’s my center. I want nothing more than to bring amazing feelings to this omega. My omega.

I bottom out inside her and curse into her shoulder.

“Fuck. Omega,” I growl, just before I pull my beast back. I need to be methodical, especially since it’s my first time doing this with our scent match, so I take a deep breath, and when I feel like she has adjusted enough, I move.

It probably looks like a silly dance between us from the outside, but the feeling is incredible. Raivat and I move together to accentuate her pleasure, working her over as much as her body can take. Every once in a while, we’ll catch eyes over her shoulder and agree to change the pace or angle. I’m not sure if we’re just on the same wavelength or what, but it works out every time when she gives us an exuberant affirmation.

“When she’s close, pull out and come on her,” Casey whispers by the shell of my ear, sending goosebumps down my back.

I give him a firm nod, already feeling like I’m going to lose it. When her cries heighten and her pulsing around me becomes too much, I pull out and stroke myself instead, spilling myself on top of her with a rough grunt. For an orgasm in my hand, it’s incredible. And when I look over and see Casey’s dazed eyes staring at my cock, it only intensifies it more.

To give Elsie and Raivat space, I test my boundaries and sit next to the other omega. He doesn’t push me away, doesn’t acknowledge me; he keeps his arm in place despite the warmth of our skin so close together, the static building between us.

Still, his eyes are set clearly on Elsie as Raivat fucks his knot into her. When she shatters around him with the prettiest sound, all the tension in the room dissipates. My chest feels lighter knowing that she is satiated and isn’t hurting anymore.

Casey huffs out a breath, and I can see the anxiety ease out of his forehead. He was just as pent up as me… just as worried about not being able to help her when she needs us, but we pulled through.

My hand finds his shoulder. It was meant to be in simple camaraderie, but there’s a spark of energy that thrums through me the second our skin touches. Our eyes catch and I can’t help but beam, my cheeks hurting from the exchange. Casey bites his lip to hide his grin.

I wonder if he’ll be able to let us in, if he can see himself in this exact same position with us.

God, I hope so. There’s nothing more important to an alpha than having an omega to take care of, so the idea of having two makes everything inside me tremble. With need, with desire, and with all the love I have to give.

FOURTEEN

Before her fever breaks, Elsie fucks the soul out of my body.

I can barely keep my eyes open, my lashes fluttering as the view of her blowing Raivat goes in and out of my consciousness. My toes curl and I brace myself for dear life, my fingers digging into the sheets. I tried to hold onto her hips, but they were going too fast for me to keep up, and now I’m being fucked within an inch of my life.

“Holy fuck,” I swear again, my eyes rolling back. I hear DJ snort in the corner where he sits with Casey, their arms slung over each other. The sight of them together just adds to the sensations, my emotions fueling the already building heat in my sternum.

“That’s it, Pari,” Raivat whispers, his fingers laced in her hair. She peers up at him as she rides me, her big blue doe eyes innocent as she sucks him dry. My friend moans, holding her gaze as he fucks her mouth. “Shit. Just like that.”

She whines, the sound trapped around his dick, but it causes him to swallow harshly. “I’m going to fucking come.”

He does, not even a second later, and her hips slow as he empties down her throat. She hums happily before bobbing off, her attention instantly turning back to me. I don’t have another moment to relax as she picks the pace up again, scrunching her brows in concentration.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I tell her, the sound rough as my vocal cords shake with every powerful bounce on my cock. “You feel so good around me, so fucking tight. I want your pussy squeezing my knot.”