Page 46 of Unbonded
“Bossy beta,” I mutter, but we both scramble out of the pool and fall on the stools around the small table. We gobble down the chicken and sides, but as soon as I feel the food settle in my belly, I fall to my knees between Kate’s legs. “Don’t stop refueling,” I tell her as I peel her thong down her thighs and licka stripe up her pink lips. She shudders, her chicken wing hitting her plate, but she only opens her legs wider. “Such a good girl,” I purr around my hungry swipes. “This delicious pussy laid out for us to feast on.”
“Oh, God.” She moans, her legs shaking as I slurp on her clit. It’s hard and slippery under my tongue and her hands sink into my hair, pulling tight. “Don’t stop, Dash.”
Not even for a triple chocolate brownie.
“What about you, Omega?” Lachlan has come around the table, his hand a warm weight on my lower back as he nudges my knees apart. I can hear him licking the grease from his fingers as he studies me, and slick trickles between my cheeks in some kind of Pavlovian reaction. “Is this sweet hole looking for some attention, too?”
The moan that rattles out of me is all the answer he needs, and he grunts as he palms my cheeks in his broad hands. “I never knew rock-hard muscle could look this pretty.”
My back curves at the compliment, that omega arch designed to lure hungry alphas my way. But right now, I have my face buried in a perfect pussy, while her beta licks his dinner from his fingers and studies my ass. If I didn’t have a food kink before this, I’ve definitely developed one now.
“I want to see,” Kate says, her fingers tightening in my hair. “Can we move to the nook?”
I drag my gaze away from her quivering core, and glance over my shoulder at the guy watching us with hooded eyes. “What do you think, QB?”
Lachlan gives me a slow smile, then slaps my butt hard enough to make me moan. “I think my wonky knees will appreciate it. Plus, I want to switch things up a bit.”
I rub my stinging ass cheek as he pulls me to my feet, but I’m not really complaining as we decamp to the nook. It’s bigger than it looks, the mattress built into the bed base and a hollowspace adding height to the curved roof. The bedding is minimal, with a range of pillows and throws lined up around the edges, giving us more room to maneuver. Lachlan has to keep his head down as he crawls in on his wonky knees, but then he flops onto his back, patting his hips in invitation. “How about you dance on my cock while Katie rides my face?” My gaze snaps to hers, catching the flames as they ignite in her cheeks. “That way you two can kiss and cuddle all you want, while I get a hell of a slick bath.”
“Oh, my God,” Kate whispers, but she’s already reaching for me, her nails digging into my arms as her tongue thrusts into my mouth. We grind together, her hot breasts smooshed against my chest as we give Lachlan a preview of what’s to come.
When we break apart, he’s tucked his hands behind his head, his biceps bulging and his eyelids at half-mast. “Don’t stop on my account,” he says in a voice that’s all hot gravel. “I swear, I want to engrave the pair of you on my brain.”
“Then let’s give you the whole show,” I tell him, rubbing my hands up his thighs. He’s still wearing his damp briefs and when I give Kate a pointed look, she stares down at him like she was just given a gift she never expected to receive. Her cheeks are flushed pink, and when she hesitates, I can’t resist leaning in and nibbling her ear. “Need a pep talk, sweetheart?”
“No,” she huffs, swatting me, then licks her lips in a way that has Lachlan’s big package twitching. “Can you lift up for me?”
His hips almost spring off the bed, only too eager to obey, and I smirk as Kate carefully rolls the damp fabric down his thighs. I just ate her pussy out at the table, but the tension between them as they take this intimate step is adorable.
Lachlan’s so hard his cock slaps his belly, and I give a huff of approval. He’s smaller than Bram, obviously, but as pretty as Corbus, with a thick shaft and smooth, shapely head. Kate is clearly mesmerized by the view, and I dance my fingers downher spine as I lean in to nuzzle her neck. “Why don’t you give it a kiss, sweetheart?”
I expect another swat, but she makes a hungry sound in the back of her throat as she bends and kisses the tip of his cock. She must like the way it tastes, because she licks her way across the straining head like a kitten chasing the last drops of cream. Lachlan fists the bedding like he’s about to erupt, and I feel desire coil thickly through my blood. When Kate pulls back, there’s a bead of pre-cum clinging to her lips, and I quickly lick it off, humming at their combined taste. “He’s so hot and hard for you. Do you think you can take that big head in your mouth?”
“I want to try,” she says, earning an appreciative groan from both of us. It turns to a hiss on Lachlan’s part as she stretches her lips over his cock, struggling to get the swollen tip all the way in. I can see her throat working to take him, and Lachlan’s eyes roll back in his head, his thighs trembling with the urge to thrust. I take pity on them both, stroking his shaft while Kate sucks and laps at his red, swollen head. I jerk him a little as I spur her on with encouraging whispers, mesmerized by how responsive they both are. Being a witness to their intense attraction is one thing, but being able to influence it is a major head rush. Hot helpless jock and eager omega apprentice?Maybe I should think about directing as my next career move.
Lachlan already seems pretty close to the edge, and I stroke his fluttering abs to get his attention. “You want to come in her sweet mouth, QB?”
“No,” he grunts, easing her off with a pop. “I’m gonna spill in your ass while she rides my face.”
Guess I’m not the only boss in the nest.
“Sounds perfect,” I purr, lifting a leg over his hips while Kate snuggles at his side. She toys with the hard discs of his nipples, while Lachlan breathes in the scent of her hair, but their gazes are glued to my ass as I take his hard shaft in my hands. It throbsagainst my palms, and I give them a sultry look as I rise to my knees and notch his gleaming head at my hole. The advantage of a horny male omega is all the slick coating my ass, but I could probably have done with a finger or two before I attempted to slide down his pole.
“How does it feel?” Kate asks, her lips parted as she watches me inch my way down Lachlan’s shaft. He might not be an alpha, but he’s still a man in his prime, and the stretch isreal.
“So good,” I huff, steadying myself on his iron abs. “Nothing better than being stuffed to the brim with athletic cock.”
Lachlan groans, but I’m watching the blush spread over Kate’s chest as she clenches her thighs. “I think our girl is feeling a little needy,” I tell Lachlan. “Why don’t you pinch those juicy nipples of hers, QB?”
Kate thrusts her chest out in invitation, and he falls on them like they’re the last candy in the bottom of the jar. He doesn’t just pinch them, hegnawson them, and the scent of her arousal fills the air. From my position on her beta’s cock, I can see the shiny slit of her sex, and I feel my mouth water as I reach down and drag a finger through her slick. When I catch Lachlan’s eye, I wag the glistening tip in his direction. “Tell her how orange blossom is even better straight from the source.”
Lachlan doesn’t hesitate to crunch up and suck my finger clean with a greedy tongue. When he drops back on the bed, there’s no missing the desperate look in his eyes. “Please, Katie. I think I’m gonna lose it if I don’t get inside you soon.”
She scrambles to soothe him, planting her sweet thighs on each side of his head. He gazes up at her like she’s a goddess as she descends over his face, her hands clutching the meat of his chest. I can’t see them connect, but the slurping sounds of his eager mouth is almost obscene, her body rocking forward like she’s been electrified. “Fuck, that’s so hot. Can you feel that greedy tongue, sweetheart?”
“Ugh.” Her mouth falls open at his feasting, and I lurch forward to drag her into a crushing kiss. The position just increases the stretch where he has us pinned, and we both cry out at the blissful friction on our sex.
“Show me, Dash,” she pants, her mouth slack with pleasure as she grinds on Lachlan’s face. “I want to see how much you love dancing with us.”
