Page 60 of Crave

Skipping our place, we went next door to knock on the Omegas’ door. I needed them now, to soothe the prickly feelings growing in my chest before it turned to violence.

Susannah opened the door, wearing nothing but a pair of cut-off shorts and a white tank. Her hair was down, and her freckles were prominent.Fuck.Maybe my Beast was still too riled for this.

“Omega,” I rumbled, stepping into the room. “Zanny.” I was embarrassed that her name was almost a plea on my lips. I reached out and grabbed her hips. “Can I kiss you?”

“I insist on it, Alpha,” she purred back, and something inside me, something that was barbed and cracked, healed at her words. I kissed her hard, trying to convey how much she meant to me with just my lips and tongue. I lifted her until her lips were level with mine, and she wrapped those glorious legs around my waist.

She tasted so fucking good, like mint and ripe cherries, and I walked her further into her tiny little house. “I’ve dreamed about this for years. That you’d just want me. Not during the heat. That I’d just be able to come home to you every night and you’d climb into my arms and I’d kiss you like you were my world.”

She moaned and caught my lips again. I could hear Murphy’s amused voice behind me. “We also brought raspberries.”

I could scent Quinn’s arousal, so I knew he was here somewhere too. But I couldn’t drag myself from Susannah to look. Especially not when she gripped the back of my hair. “Fuck me, Alpha.”

Goddess, I was gone for this woman. I kept going back to her bedroom, because the things I wanted to do to her needed a large, soft surface. I wanted her so wet, she’d soak the blankets.

Susannah and Quinn’s bedroom was as close to a nest as you could get, without being one. The curtains were thick enough to block out the light, and they had soft ambient lamps spread around, bathing the room in a soft glow.

Setting her onto her feet, I started to unwrap her like the gift she was. She reached out, tugging at my shirt until it slipped over my head, then her nimble fingers were going to work on my jeans. I pushed her back on the bed, taking my time kissing every inch of her body that I could reach. I sucked her pretty little nipples into my mouth, one at a time, and I didn’t even growl when another body came down beside me.

I looked over at Quinn, floppy dark hair framing his face as he grinned around her breast, biting down gently on the mate mark marring the underside. I hadn’t noticed it before, but now I wanted to lick it. I wanted to create its partner on her other breast even more.

I didn’t stop; even as someone kissed down my spine, I moved further down Susannah’s body. The scent of her slick curled up in my senses, making me lightheaded. I wanted to eat her pussy for days. Months.

Growling against her hip bone, I flopped onto my back, grabbing her hips and dragging her onto my torso. “Ride my face.”

Zanny grinned down at me. She wasn’t shy, not my Omega. She shuffled up my chest, leaving her slick cooling on my abs, until she was poised over my face. Gripping her thighs, I pulled her down and ate her. Her juices were all I needed to sustain me forever.

“God, you look beautiful, my Omega, riding our Alpha’s face. Grind down, baby, take what you want from him. Do you think you can pleasure your mate while you’re riding Rick’s face?” Susannah moaned, and I sucked her clit just to double down on her pleasure. Murphy wasn’t done though. “Do you want his cock in your mouth, swallowing him down, while you take what you want from your Alpha?”

“Yes,” Zanny hissed, shifting forward, and I growled like she was taking away my toy. Pulling her tightly back down to my face, I heard Murphy chuckle as Quinn’s moan echoed around the room.

“That’s it, my Omegas. You’re so fucking beautiful together. God, the amount of time I’ve jerked off to this very image,” Murphy groaned. Quinn let out a whine, and I wanted to know what Murphy was doing to get him to make that noise. “That’s it, Q. Feel how slick you are for me already. Are you going to take your Alpha's knot today? Are you going to let me fill you full of cubs?”

He couldn’t really. Quinn and Susannah hadn’t fucked today, and it was unlikely for an Omega male to get pregnant outside of the yearning. Unlikely, but not impossible.

Quinn’s hissed, “Yes,” was more visceral than audible, and I could feel his thrusts into Zanny’s mouth, making her jerk against me. I wanted to be inside her. I wanted to be inside them both right now.

First things first—my Omega had to come. Pulling her tighter against my face, I bumped her clit with my nose on every grind until she was panting around Quinn’s dick.

“Oh fuck,” Quinn grunted. “I’m coming.”

And like the synchronized pair they were, Susannah came all over my face in one squirting gush, falling off me with shaky legs. I sucked in the air I’d been deprived of, licking my lips.

This was going to be wild.

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MURPHY

Seeing my mate’s face shiny with our Omega’s release set something primal off inside me. Zanny and Q were kissing, and it was fucking beautiful, but I also wanted to taste. Crawling toward Merrick, I ran my tongue up and over his cheeks, licking off all the slick I could before capturing his lips.

“Are you ready for this, mate?” I growled, and he gripped the back of my head, his kiss an attack on my senses. Pulling back, I laughed. “I’m going to take that as a yes.”

Zanny’s release had almost sent him into a rut, so now was the perfect time to drive him completely crazy.

“On your hands and knees, Omegas. You can kiss while you present for your Alphas.” Man, I was enjoying how responsive they were to my dirty mouth. I couldn’t talk through sex when I was making love to Merrick. It was always a fight, a race to see who could get the other off first, or the most amount of times.

The way Quinn’s pupils blew wide when I told him what I wanted to do with my dirty Omegas—well, that was a fucking heady experience.

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