Page 36 of Puck Your Neighbor

Maverick stands from the bed and strips off his shirt and sweats, freeing his massive cock. He’s not fully knotted yet, but the hint of a bulge promises it will make an appearance soon. Leo and Jenson stand as well to undress, and I marvel at their athletic builds.

Leo is the tallest, with a narrower waist. Maverick has the broadest shoulders and a frame of pure muscle. Jenson is somewhere in between. They all look like Roman soldiers carved from marble.

I still can’t believe beautiful people like them think I’m gorgeous. They say it all the time, but I don’t feel beautiful.

Jenson climbs back on the bed at my feet, a grin spreading across his face. “Princess, can I taste you?”

I lean back into my pillow, raising a brow at him before parting my thighs, giving him an unobstructed view of my folds. Leo, standing at the end of the bed with Jenson, groans and takes hold of his long cock.

“Fuck, sweetheart, every time I look at you, it’s like a gift.”

Warmth flushes my cheeks as I watch him fist himself, and my clit tightens.

Our Alphas approve of us. We’re a good omega.

A soft purr starts in my chest. I never thought I’d care about the approval of Alphas—or anyone, for that matter.

I sign, “Show me how much you like it. And let me take care of you two.” I point to Maverick and Leo.

Maverick and Leo kneel on either side of me, near the head of the bed. I sit up more, propping several pillows behind me so I can easily fist them and take them into my mouth. Jenson wastes no time climbing onto the bed and positioning himself between my thighs. He places my legs over his shoulders and grins up at me like he’s the happiest man alive getting to eat me out.

It’s still strange having not just one but three men treat me like I mean something, as if it would matter if I wasn’t here anymore. There was a time I thought about finishing the job Salama didn’t. Now, I’m glad I waited. It just shows you never know what’s in the next chapter of life if you don’t stick around to read it.

Spitting into my palms, I take hold of their cocks. Maverick is the thickest of the three, and Leo the longest. Maverick’s knot is now fully formed at the base near his balls, and I can’t wait for them to fill and stretch me, claiming me as theirs and erasing the scars on my neck that used to remind me of the worst time of my life.

But over the past few weeks with them, it’s like the hold those monsters had on me lessens every day. The memories are still there, but the pain has dulled to a faint twinge instead of the full ache it once was. Maybe, one day, it won’t hurt at all. I now have hope that day will come.

The guttural groans they let out as I touch them send a thrill through my body. Jenson moans against my center, running his tongue along the outer edge. My already sensitive clit tightens with anticipation, but he skirts around it, teasing me.

My hips buck toward his mouth, but he chuckles against me. He knows exactly what he’s doing.

I find a rhythm with my hands, focusing on their heads and knots as I stroke them. I lean in, running my tongue along the underside of Maverick's dark pink head, swiping up a bead of pre-cum. The salty, slightly metallic taste doesn’t bother me. His scent of cedar and sandalwood wraps around me, grounding me.

Soon, our scent will be more like theirs. Everyone will know.

It’s strange to think my scent will change for other alphas, but it’s comforting too. Everyone will know we’re a pack, and I’m their omega. The thought turns me on even more, and I nearly come when Jenson flicks his tongue over my nub.

A gasp escapes me as I try to grind against his mouth, but he pulls back with a playful smirk.

I turn to Leo and take him into my mouth, stroking Maverick with my other hand, giving his knot a firm squeeze. Leo’s hand slides into my hair, not rough but firm, showing he likes it. I can tell.

After a few moments, I switch back to Maverick as Jenson sucks my clit into his mouth. A moan rises up before I can stop it.

Maverick groans, his hips jerking in my hand. “Fuck, your mouth feels so good, Anya. Such a good omega, our omega.”

A soft purr vibrates in my chest as another orgasm builds fast. Jenson must sense it because he sucks harder, flicking his tongue over my clit.

I have to pull off Maverick, my head tilting back as pleasure washes over me. Hoarse-whisper moans spill out of me. I try to hold them in, but it feels too good.

Leo leans down, his lips brushing my ear. “Don’t hold back, sweetheart. I fucking love hearing you moan for us. It’s so sexy.”

His words push me over the edge, another orgasm exploding in their wake. My inner omega preens at his praise. Jenson groans as he licks me clean, taking his fill before pulling back to let me catch my breath.

They still, giving me a moment to recover. It’s things like this that remind me why this feels right. The blood tests confirmed our compatibility, but their patience and respect sealed it.

I sit up a little, meeting their gazes. “I want to bond. Bite over the marks, make them disappear forever.”

Maverick leans in to kiss me. “Are there specific ones you want us to cover? And do you want to take it slow, get used to us touching your neck? We don’t want to trigger anything.”

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