Page 88 of Talk About… Trouble

I hadn’t forgotten him. In fact I wanted him to fuck me first.

“I’m going to get my bite from Shepherd, then you will fuck me, and bite me, make no mistake on that. All while I let Nash fuck my throat. Then I will bite you while he fucks me. I will have every bite before this fog takes me again.”

“Oh, challenge accepted,” Nash promised.

“Come here, firecracker,” Shepherd said, pulling me close as Wren moved off of his lap. “Look at me.”

I met his eyes, full of heat and compassion.

“Did I hurt your omega’s feelings by not biting back, yet?”

It wasn’t until he asked that I realized that was exactly what my problem was. Why I was pushing so hard for this.

“I’m sorry. I wanted this moment between us, omega. Something we’d remember, not something cast out as a challenge.”

His words rang with sincerity and I buried my head in his neck as I fought back the tears burning at my eyes. They were so careful with their omegas. Always looking out for us even when we didn’t realize it.

“We’ve got you,” Wren promised, placing a kiss on my spine as she hugged me from behind. “Don’t doubt us.”

“Never,” I promised, voice cracking.

Shepherd spun me around, my leaking cock jutting in the air. Wren grinned as she scooted forward, sinking down on me. Our shared groan echoed in the nest. As she started to ride me, my back arched against my alpha.

“Keep your eyes on our omega, firecracker,” Shepherd husked, his teeth teasing over my neck, giving me a hint at his plans.

My eyes couldn’t lock onto hers because she was too busy kissing me, her tongue tangling with mine. I let my hand snake between us, teasing over her clit. She whimpered, rocking over me faster as she devoured my mouth.

A sharp pain in my neck had me gasping into our kiss, her orgasm hitting at the same moment. Her pussy fluttered around my cock, milking my own orgasm free as our bond snapped into place. Shepherd was there, his strong and steady support even deeper here. He was soaking in the moment, as if he were shocked he could be so lucky.

Wren was drowning in pure ecstacy. The flood of the two ends of worship mixing into this place of safety and heat that was forever changing me.

We soaked it in for several more minutes until she pulled away, letting me find my last two pack mates.

I crawled toward them, stopping in front of Braxton and kissing him hard, before doing the same to Nash.

“You alright, omega?” Nash asked as he rested his forehead against mine. I nodded, a soft smile on my face.

“Almost perfect,” I promised, giving him one last kiss before trailing my mouth over his hard body. Every inch of his chest was a mix of hard muscles and bronzed skin. This alpha was gorgeous, inside and out. His playfulness rounded out our more stoic alpha well.

Nash’s fingers combed through my hair, the move soothing until I reached his cock. Then they tightened, the slight sting making me moan around his length as I swallowed him down.

Braxton was moving behind me, the tip of his cock teasing through my slick before pushing inside. Blinding pleasure was rocking through me, the fog dancing at the edges as I sank into the feeling of them.

Braxton, despite his gentle nature, never was a gentle fuck. His fingers dug into my skin as he slammed into me. It set the pace for Nash to fuck my mouth. I was being used in the best way, the heat satisfied enough to let me truly enjoy it.

I reached back, squeezing Braxton to urge him to claim me. My sweet beta didn’t deny me. His hand trailed down my arm, the other snaking around my chest and pulling me away from my alpha, making this only our moment.

He held me against him, our hands wound together as he continued to rock into me. His teeth clamped into my wrist, the bite not as sharp as an alpha’s but still perfect.

“Bite him, Shepherd,” Wren said. I heard a few more murmured words before I felt Braxton’s presence fall into the bond. He was another steadying force, a gentle wave followed by a possessiveness I didn’t expect.

I whimpered as he sucked on the bite, soothing it in the next second, an orgasm rolling through me as Nash’s hand wrapped around my leaking cock.

My eyes drifted closed as I soaked in every moment of this. They were perfect and I’d never felt so worshipped in my life.

Wren’s whimper had my eyes popping open to see her wrist at his mouth as well, solidifying Braxton in our pack bond, leaving only Nash to claim us.

“Best for last,” Nash teased when the others released me. I all but collapsed on my alpha. “Though, I may need some help. We’re wearing out our poor omega.”

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