Page 54 of Ruffled Feathers

He grunted, gripping my hips and grinding his morning wood against my core. “Sweetheart, I’m already up.”

I flicked my tongue across his nipple, lazily rolling my hips over his. “So you are. Wouldn’t want to waste it, though, would we?”

He chuckled deep in his chest, and I felt the vibration through my lips. “Babe, I’m an Omega. I’ll get hard in my coffin as they lower me into my grave.”

Sitting up, I gave him an incredulous look. “Ew, Strat.”

Still laughing softly, he dragged me up so he could kiss me. The man could kiss—slow and thorough, like his lips were memorizing mine, fucking me slowly until I was panting with need. His cock rubbed against my clit as we dry humped. Well,wet humped, because there was nothing dry about what was going on down there.

“Well, looks like I was sleeping through the best kind of dirty dream,” Truett murmured from where he was spooned behind me, his voice pitched low, and it made goosebumps break out over my skin with pleasure. “Don’t let me interrupt.”

I wasn’t sure what time he’d crawled into my bed, but they were normally pretty good about giving me and Strat time to bond. Seemed like my big Alpha was getting impatient.

Rolling up so I was straddling Strat’s lap, I grinned down at the two sexy men in my bed. I reached out and ran my fingers over Truett’s abs, the coarse hair that trailed down his stomach tickling my fingers. “Well, now that you mention fantasies, I have one that has regularly featured in my pleasure sessions.”

Strat ground up, making my eyes roll back in my head. “Are you having pleasure sessions without us, Omega? Are we not satisfying you?”

I pinched his nipple, making him grunt and moan at the same time. It was an odd noise. “Shh, I was telling you guys what my fantasy was.” I leaned down and kissed Strat again. “What I really want is to fuck you between Truett and me.” I curled my body until his cock slid against my entrance, notching easily. On a moan, I slid down his length, the stretch making my eyes close of their own volition.

When I felt fingers at the base of his cock instead of his lock knot, I realized Truett had helpfully held his dick for me.Such a good Alpha.

I leaned forward until my chest was pressed against Strat’s, our lips once again devouring each other. I moaned softly as he moved in short, shallow strokes inside me. “Is that something you want too?” I breathed, though each exhale came out as a gasp. I’d almost forgotten that I’d asked him a question.

The small muscle at the base of his cock was hitting my G-spot with every thrust, and unlike the Alpha knot that stretched me wide, it was like the male Omega’s lock knot was just there for my pleasure. To make me come over and over again.

Gripping my hair close to the roots, Strat pulled my face away from his. “More than I want to breathe.”

Rolling us to the side, he moved my leg up over his hip, switching the angle and making me gasp with pleasure. I looked over his shoulder at Truett, who was watching us with enough heat, it was a wonder we didn’t have third-degree burns.

Hands moved over my body as I captured Strat’s lips once more, tongue-fucking him in the most obscene way. He groaned into my mouth, a filthy whimper that I knew meant Truett had just slid inside him. I wanted to both be part of this moment and watch it from the corner.

A strong hand—that I knew was Truetts’s by feel—grabbed a handful of my ass, then he was thrusting, fucking us both. Strat whined, and I wondered how amazing it must feel, to be getting pleasure from all sides.

Then there were no more thoughts, because Truett fucked us both in a way that left no doubt who we belonged to now. He owned our body and our pleasure, whispering sweetly filthy things to us until Strat was whimpering with the need to come. I’d already come twice and was gasping my way to a third.

“I’m going to lock myself inside you, Omega. I’m going to fill you right up until I’m dripping out this tight little hole. Then you’re going to do the same to our girl. I want you both coated before you get out of this bed.”

Holy shit. Holy shit.

Strat pulled my thigh higher and slammed into me over and over in time with Truett’s thrusts. I came once more, and that was all I could take, my pussy clasping onto Strat’s cock, holding him still and immobile as Truett used him in the dirtiest waypossible. The combination seemed to tip Strat over the edge, as he released inside me with a stifled yell. All I could do was hold on and enjoy the ride.

Truett wasn’t far behind, his teeth clamping down on Strat’s shoulder but not breaking skin, making our Omega come once more.

As we lay there, a connected, sweaty bunch, I giggled. Truett lifted his head and looked at me over Strat’s shoulder. “What are you laughing at over there? Because if you’re laughing, instead of panting with overwhelming desire, I’m going to have to up my game, and spank you for every giggle.”

My pussy clenched, which set off a chain reaction of pleasure. Gripping Truett’s hand in mine, I squeezed tightly. “It’s just… I’m so happy. This is more than I could have hoped for.”

Strat nuzzled my cheek. “It’s everything you deserve. Everythingwedeserve.” He nipped my earlobe, and I hissed with pleasure. “But if you don’t stop strangling my cock like that, none of us are going anywhere, and I have a big preliminary hearing today.”

I sighed. Strat didn’t seem positive that he’d be able to indict some of the people picked up by the cops at the cockfight raid, other than the owner of the garage and one of the bookies, who’d been there taking bets. Everyone else had lawyered up or refused to speak to the cops, so it was the state’s word against theirs that they’d been there conducting illegal activities, not just there chilling out with friends, unknowingly stumbling onto the cockfighting. Unless it could be proven they took bets, they hadn’t really been doing anything bad.

Bullshit, if you asked me, but I knew Strat would do what he could.

I sighed. “Fine, but stop doing that thing with your mouth.”

“What thing?” Strat asked. “You mean this?” He sucked a spot on my shoulder, and I groaned. Laughing, he thrust up into me once more, making us all groan. “Screw it, I have time.”

Lance and I headed into the city once Strat left for the day. I had to do a supply run for both human food and animal supplies. I introduced the guys at the tractor supply store to Lance, my Beta, and appreciated the look of surprise on their faces.

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