Page 152 of Dark Haven Omegaverse

We made no attempt to move at first, just Hiro and I snuggled into Drake with an arm around each of us.

For a while it was innocent, but the more Drake stroked his hand over Hiro’s arm, the more he shifted. It was like he was trying to find the courage to initiate something but both Drake and I wouldn’t push him.

He had to make the first move.

“Will you guys help me?” Hiro asked after another ten minutes, breaking the silence.

“Of course,” I said. not even having to hear the words to know what he meant.

“I want to move past this, and I’ve wanted to fuck you both for a long time, but I just can’t get out of my head,” he admitted.

“Let me direct you,” Drake said. “No thinking involved, just feeling.”

“Fuck,” Hiro groaned at the thought, palming his already hardening cock.

“I’m not opposed to this idea at all,” I whispered, already letting my fingers trail over Hiro’s side and down to his hip. I’d never considered myself the dominant type but Hiro’s reactions to my touch were heady, and I wanted more.

“Harlow, take off Hiro’s clothes, then he can help you with yours,” Drake said in a husky tone. I crawled off the bed and took Hiro’s hand, tugging until he followed suit.

He was nervous, tense, but I knew it wouldn’t be for long.

As I pushed his shirt up, my fingers teased his warm skin, and he shivered as I lifted it off. His breath caught as I undid the button, pushing his pants and boxers over his hips.

I may have seen Roman naked, but this felt different, itwasdifferent. Hiro was shy, held himself differently, and I wanted to bring out every sigh and moan from him that I could.

“Can I?” I asked Drake, slowly licking my lip so he had no question as to what I wanted to do.

“Suck him off, Harlow. But let him undress you first,” he demanded. Hiro wasn’t as teasing but eager as he pulled off my clothes piece by piece. His eyes raked over my body, and he groaned at the sight of me. “Touch her tits, Hiro. Feel how heavy they are in your hands.”

“Yes, Alpha,” Hiro breathed out as he pressed his hands to my breasts. He was shy at first, tentative. Then he gained confidence, kneading and testing their weight in his hands. Hisbreath hitched as he pinched my nipple, pulling a moan from my lips.

Before Hiro could get too far, I dropped to my knees. He glanced down at me through hooded eyes as I wrapped my hand around his length, stroking him. The knot was there but showed no signs of growing. Maybe he would be the beta he thought he was for this.

Hiro’s mouth fell open as he watched my tongue dart out, cleaning the pre-cum off the tip of his cock. The salty taste of him and the sweetness of his scent was the perfect combination. I hummed as his flavor burst over my tongue, my thighs squeezing together to stave off the ache as slick slid lazily down my inner thighs.

The noises Hiro made were so fucking good. Each swipe of my tongue was met with a low moan and when I squeezed my fist around the base of his cock he let out a needy whimper that had a fresh wave of slick flooding my pussy.

Hiro was new to this, so I started slowly, bobbing my head over him in lazy movements. It wasn’t until he was shifting his hips forward, begging for more, that I swallowed around him.

That was his breaking point.

Hiro surprised me as he took over, fucking my mouth ruthlessly. His hands tangled in my hair and squeezed tight enough my scalp stung. The pain struck through me, my entire body aching for his touch.

Having him lose control at the feel of my mouth around him was amazing. He used me for his own pleasure, not overthinking or holding back, just taking what he needed.

It was fucking perfect.

“Don’t come,” Drake warned him. Hiro groaned and tightened his fist and thrust twice more before pulling back. His chest was heaving and sweat glistened on his skin, a sign he was barely holding onto his control.

Drake laughed coldly. “I’m going to teach you a little bit about edging, Hiro.” Drake stood and circled him like a shark, tracing a finger over his naked chest. Our beta was responsive, shuddering at the ghost of a touch.

“No,” Hiro groaned in protest. Likely at the thought of having to hold back.

Drake froze, eyes snapping to Hiro’s.

“Did you just tell me no?” The deadly calm in his voice was so fucking hot. Another wave of my scent hit the room, sweeter than usual and mixed with the scent of my slick. They both barely bit back a groan until Drake growled, focusing back on Hiro.

The beta swallowed hard and looked down.

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