Page 99 of Surprise Mother Pucker

Again, I knew it wasn’t logical, but I didn’t give a fuck.

“Hey, can you get the nesting supplies out of the car?” Eli asked Storm, who was in the kitchen, watching us with a smirk. It was obvious what I was shoving Eli toward the nest for.

“Sure,” he said, putting his bowl of cereal down. He was freshly showered after practice, wearing only a pair of sweatpants.

“Feel free to join us after you do that,” I told him.

Eli’s steps faltered, and for a moment, I worried that I had fucked up. We had talked about sharing before, but I hadn'tmade that jump with Storm yet. Yes, I had sex with Storm almost two years ago, when I conceived Charlotte, but I hadn't since.

While I was dragging one of my alphas to the nest, it just felt so right to invite him.

Storm’s face was a mask of shock, like he couldn’t believe what I was suggesting.

Eli laughed, turning and grabbing me around the waist from behind, picking me up as if I weighed nothing. “You heard our omega. Hurry up, or you're going to lose out,” he said as he carted me to the nest.

I couldn't see Storm now that I was being carried, but I could hear him scrambling desperately, the sound of the front door closing a second later as he rushed to the car.

Eli tossed me lightly onto the nest, and I giggled as I shot up on my knees, crawling over to him as he stood at the edge. Grasping at his waistband, I wasted no time in freeing his cock, giving it a few appreciative pumps before leaning forward on all fours to lick the tip.

Hands fisted in my hair as I took my time enjoying his taste. I craved Eli’s taste. I had ever since he had fucked my mouth in the library.

“Such a fucking perfect mouth,” he praised, making my already soaked panties get even wetter. I loved praise. I’d had no idea just how much until I met Eli.

“Off,” I instructed, tugging at his clothes.

“Such a demanding little thing.” But he did as I’d instructed, stripping so he was completely naked.

Just the way I liked him.

The moment his clothes were gone, I went back to sucking him, the head of his cock bumping the back of my throat with each thrust. Saliva leaked out of the corners of my mouth, but I couldn’t find it in me to care. I needed more. My entire body was taut, desperate for release.

“Seems awfully unfair that I have no clothes on, and you have all the clothes on,” Eli pointed out as he brushed the hair from my face.

I pulled back. He had a point. Smiling up at him, I leaned back, so I was sitting on my heels and pulled my shirt off in one fluid movement. Eli's eyes immediately homed in on my naked chest. I had decided to forgo a bra this morning because my tits were rapidly growing, and none of my bras fit.

“Now the bottoms,” Eli commanded, his gaze hungrily raking over my body. The way he looked at me made me feel special, beautiful. It was very easy to get addicted to.

Sitting back, I looked him dead in the eye as I slowly pulled my leggings and underwear off, leaving me exposed, splayed out on the bed, leaning up on my elbows as my pussy was on display for him.

“Fucking perfect,” he muttered, before grabbing my thighs and dragging me down the bed. I didn't even have a chance to complain before his lips were on my clit, sucking deeply.

“Jesus!” I shouted hoarsely.

“No Jesus here.” Eli chuckled against my folds. My walls stretched delightfully as he traced his fingers around my entrance, teasing for a moment before sinking them in and fucking me almost painfully slowly with those fingers.

The combination of his fingers and his lips was too much. With a shout, I came, flooding his mouth with more wetness. I would have been embarrassed that I was getting my juices all over him, except for, the moment it happened, a guttural groan escaped his mouth, and he kept attacking my lips with enthusiasm.

“That’s one.” Eli chuckled.

“One?” I asked.

“Of many.”

Oh.

Yes.

Yes, please.

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