Page 50 of Talk About… Trouble

His hips shifted, but I gripped it, stopping him. “Tell me to stop and I’ll let go, otherwise I’m going to take care of you, too,” I warned him.

He pulled away, casting a needy glance my way, face glistening with her slick. Fuck, they were both gorgeous and this room was thick with their combined sweetness. If I wasn’t convinced before, this would do me in.

“I need your knot, alpha,” Wren begged, though she wasn’t looking at either of us in particular.

“You take care of our boy, I’ve got our girl?” Nash suggested since I was already teasing Devon. “Then Braxton can keep that mouth occupied?”

“I can handle that,” I teased, nipping at Devon’s ear again and making him whine with her this time. “Why don’t you watch the show, little dove?”

Her glassy eyes shifted to Devon’s face and I took that as my cue, gently kicking his legs apart and kissing my way down his spine. His scent was so strong, laced in his lust, and fuck if it wasn’t delicious.

The first swipe of my tongue had him gasping before Nash spun her his way, giving Devon access to her mouth. He crashed his lips to hers, clearly able to use his head too much. My hands kneaded his cheeks, spreading him for me. If he thought he’d be spared in favor of her today, he was wrong. We’d all be having our fill of both of our omegas.

Devon eventually broke the kiss, bracing his arms on the bed as I gave him everything, spearing my tongue into him and coaxing his body to relax for me. He was dripping slick, so turned on that he was whimpering, and I was in pure fucking heaven.

And our night was just beginning.

“Open for me, princess,” Braxton urged, his voice a gentle lull in the sea of moans. Nash took that moment to push into our omega, her cries of pure bliss causing him to purr as he fucked our omega, pushing his knot into that tight little pussy.

Devon’s grunt of protest told me I’d been slacking, transfixed on her. Unable to fully tear my eyes away, I used my fingers instead. Even if he was slick as hell his body still needed to be able to accommodate me, which was no easy feat.

“Watch your pack take her while I get you ready for my knot, boy,” I ordered, the gravel in my voice even deeper now. My cock ached but it would have to wait. I wouldn’t hurt him.

Our girl was taking her pack so well, her hips rocking into Nash with each thrust while she moaned around Braxton’s cock. He was taking it easy on her but she wasn’t having it, her hand curling around his thighs, urging him to use her.

Watching him relax and unravel for her just showed the extent of the powers these omegas held over us.

“I’m ready, just give me your knot, alpha,” Devon begged. There was no hint of the sass he had when we walked in here. Smirking, I rose up from my knees and teased my fingers down his spine. His glare brought that fire right back to the surface right where I wanted it. He’d be so fun to tease.

Just not tonight. Tonight I planned to make him mine.

I teased the head of my cock through his slick, making him look back, eyes wide with panic.

“Relax for me, firecracker,” I warned him. He took a shaky breath, letting his head fall forward and I watched his muscles untense. “Good boy.”

With that, I pushed forward. Thanks to my earlier prep he took me perfectly, his body tight and hot around me but so fucking perfect. My eyes rolled back.

“How does he feel?” Nash asked, voice just as husky as my own. I looked over our omegas to gaze at him, a smirk on my face.

“Like pure fucking heaven. And our girl?”

“Fucking perfect,” he agreed, chest rising and falling as he looked down at both of our omegas. “We’re a lucky pack.”

“Agreed,” Braxton panted out, body shaking as he fought off his own release. He thrust one last time before a low groan filled the air. She focused enough to clean him up, oblivious to the cum dripping down her chin.

Apparently, Devon saw it, moving closer to lick it clean, teasing his tongue around the base of Braxton’s cock and her lips, making them both shiver.

Not all packs would share like this but I was happy as fuck that our pack fell together like this. We barely knew each other and would have to take time to court our omegas, but this part was perfect.

My fingers dug into Devon’s hips as I fucked him hard and fast, knowing damn well my spitfire omega could handle it. Justlike I knew he would, his body reacted, fingers tightening in the sheets and shoving his ass into me, meeting me thrust for thrust as his loud cries joined hers.

He felt too good, my control was snapping. As if the brat could sense that, he tightened his muscles, smirking right back at me and moaning obscenely.

Instead of fighting him, I embraced it, knowing damn well the moment my knot swelled that fire would burn even brighter.

Nash lost the battle first, his groans and her cries filling the air. My hand wound around Devon, gripping his cock and stroking him as he watched them fall apart. My knot swelled, locking us together and sending him over the edge. His cum painted her chest and he let out a satisfied groan at the sight.

I pushed my knot even deeper, trying to chase my own release with shallow thrusts as he clenched around me. I came harder than I ever had, vision tunneling as my muscles wound tight, that pleasure that had been coiling in my gut now surging to my balls as I emptied everything I had inside my omega.

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