Page 124 of Saving the Pack's Omega

Luna seems to like that, considering the way she gets even more pliant in my arms.

“Chase, give our little omega what she needs. I want you to play with her pussy until she’s dripping all over the blanket.”

Archer doesn’t have to tell me twice.

My hands slowly start drifting down her body, closer and closer to her black lace panties. I tease her slowly, tugging at the fabric so it puts pressure on her clit and she lets out a little whine, shifting her hips and practically begging for my touch.

Madden leans forward, pressing his mouth over her nipples. Her hands immediately fly to his head, her delicate fingers gripping his hair.

My fingers drift lower this time, tracing up and down over the fabric on her pussy. It’s soaked with her slick and I have to fight my instincts to keep my focus on her and not tasting her wetness.

Her body writhes in my lap, begging me for more.

“You like that?” I ask her, my voice a low growl.

“Yes—please—more—” She pants out.

“Your wish is my command.”

My hand slides her panties to the side before I press two of my fingers into her pussy, curling them and stroking her inner walls.

God, she’s so wet. She likes this. I’d even go as far as to say she loves it.

There’s a weird sense of relief I feel that I’m not sure should be there when I have a beautiful, eager, naked omega in my lap, but still, it’s there. Probably because this is the furthest any of us have ever gone with her and I don’t want to fuck it up.

Her chest heaves with her labored breaths. Her body is covered in a thin layer of sweat that glistens underneath the flashes of light from street lamps that shine through the window of the car as we drive along.

She’s stunning.

I twist my hand so my thumb lands on her clit and she opens her mouth to let out a scream of pleasure.

A scream that’s quickly swallowed by Madden as he leans in and captures her mouth in a kiss.

And holy shit is it a hot kiss. It’s intense. Greedy. I can see thepeek of his tongue as it pushes through into Luna’s mouth, no dance or preamble necessary.

Luna rakes her fingernails down Madden’s back as he kisses her and swallows down all of her moans. My cock twitches at the sight of them.

I push her higher and higher with my hand between her legs. Over the sound of the car and everyone’s deep, heavy breaths, there’s the wet sound of my fingers fucking into her pussy.

Her orgasm hits quick and it hits hard. She cries out and every single muscle in her body locks up as she falls apart. I’m pretty sure I see an actual tear drip down her cheek as she falls limp against my body. Her body trembles with the aftershocks as I pull my fingers from her.

I can’t fight the urge anymore. I take my fingers and suck one of them into my mouth, groaning when her sweet slick hits my tongue.

“Holy fucking shit, you taste divine,” I groan.

Her head flops backward, limp against my shoulder as she turns to look up at me.

She looks absolutely adorable and sexy, glowing after her orgasm.

“Here, you should try,” I say, lifting my fingers to her lips and pushing past them. She sucks her own essence off of my finger, tasting herself. Her eyes are big and wide, deep pools of innocence and trust as she stares up at me.

I trace her lips with my wet finger, using the rest of her slick like lipgloss.

“My turn,” Madden growls. He takes her lips in another fierce kiss, groaning. His hand comes up to her neck, tilting it to give him better access. “Fuck, you taste even better than I ever could’ve imagined.”

“Then why don’t you get a taste directly from the source?” Archer growls from his seat.

Fuck. A twinge of jealousy makes an appearance in my chest. Iwant to be the one to bury my head between Luna’s silky pale thighs.

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