Page 154 of Cost of Courting

I wrench myself free, lifting my hand to touch my swollen lips. I stare at his mouth and whine. Making a decision isn’t a conscious choice. I just shove my pants off, pull off my top, and then my bra.

Kingston looks down at my body, really slowly, and then lifts his eyes. The minute I see his gaze, the heat turns into an inferno. He blazes, fierce and full of desire, for me.

“She’s perfect, isn’t she?”

I’d almost forgotten about the others in the room, focusing solely on Kingston so I didn’t lose my shit, but now I turn and find Mael sitting on the corner of the bed, his clothes are off, and he’s hard, so hard. Edric is standing on the other side of the room with Bailey, watching me.

Their attention has me trembling.

I’ve never felt so desirable.

They don’t just want me because I’m an omega but because I’m me. I can feel it through the bonds, love. They love me; they want me.

For a second, confusion rushes through me. Why are they hesitating? But I realise it’s because they don’t want to force this on me. Because I’m upset and vulnerable.

But being an omega isn’t something I hate, it’s who I am. I love this part of me, too.

“Alpha.”

Four alphas snap to attention.

“Are you just going to look or do I need to ask for help?“

I’m cut off as Kingston yanks me back into his arms, his mouth taking ownership of mine. He walks me backwards, and I let out a yelp as I’m pulled down onto Mael’s lap.

Kingston follows him down, pressing his hard cock against my slick, soaked pussy.

“You’re dripping down onto my cock,” Mael groans and thrusts up, grinding his dick against my ass.

“Fucking hell, Selene. We could bottle this and become millionaires.”

“We don’t need to sell any part of her, and we are millionaires,” Bailey growls.

I wrench my mouth from Kingston’s. “What?”

“I have lots of money,” Bailey says and reaches out, squeezing my breast. There’s just enough pain with the pleasure that I let out a deep, guttural moan, parting my legs further.

Kingston lets out a hiss and thrusts in small motions until his cock catches on my hole. He pauses, looking at me.

“Look, no hands.”

I grin. “Fuck me, Kingston. Send me into my heat.”

“Yes, Omega, ma'am.”

He sheaths himself in one thrust. I lean my head back on Mael’s shoulder and let out a wail.

“Does that hurt?” Kingston grunts but doesn’t stop his wild pace.

“It feels so fucking good!” I gasp out. “Don’t you dare stop.”

“Oh, I had no intention of stopping.”

Kingston grabs one of my legs under the thigh and wrenches it up near my ears.

“That’s it, baby, spread yourself open and let me fuck you nice and deep. Your slicked up cunt is calling for me. Please, Kingston, fuck me hard. I need you.”

“Pretty sure it’s calling my name,” Bailey says dryly.

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