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That doesn't stop Miles though, as he runs his fingers through where Bethany and I are joined, taking the lubrication and prepping my ass with it. I'm no stranger to bottoming, in fact, I fancy myself a switch, but it's been over six months since I had anyone back there.
That's why, when Miles starts to push his slick cock inside of me, I have to hiss out a breath, my hands tightening in the sheets.
"Fuck, I love you, Damien," Miles groans, his head falling to my back. "You feel so damn good." My cock twitches at his praise, making Bethany whimper.
"I…I love you too, Miles." There's no confident bravado in my voice, just pure vulnerability. When Miles lifts his head, reaching around to grip my chin, he yanks my head back, taking my mouth in a savage kiss. He releases me, his hands settling at my waist.
"You're in control here, lover-boy. You do the moving, we'll follow your lead."
And so I do. Every time I pull out of Bethany, I'm filled up by Miles, and every time I move off Miles, Bethany's pussy sucks me in again. There's no break, not a single moment where every nerve ending isn't being lit.
"Oh my gods," I groan as Bethany clenches around me, and then I'm leaning over, kissing her before her teeth are sinking into the very shoulder that she claimed that night in the greenhouse, while at the same time, Miles breaks the skin on the opposite side of my neck. Blinding pain for a half second—and pleasure like I've never felt before takes over.
The intensity has me moaning my release, emptying myself into Bethany as Miles' hips start to stutter against me. We collapse on the bed, a sweaty tangle of limbs as both omegas tend to my marks. I can't wait to see them fully healed, a silvery sheen on my neck.
"Looks like the beta was thoroughly fucked and marked." Kieran says with a smirk. "My turn next."
Miles pulls out of me. "I'm going to have to take a shower before my dick goes anywhere near Bethany again."
"I think we could all use a shower," Hunter stretches his arms over his head, then addresses the omegas. "How do you two feel? Think you can get a quick shower in before the haze sets back in?"
Bethany snuggles into my chest, "I don't want a shower, I just want—" a little yip escapes her as Hunter lifts the omega withonearm, and throws her over his shoulder. Miles starts to giggle, which just makes Hunter grab Miles next, throwing him over his other shoulder.
"Oh, Detective Daddy is strong," Miles grins, running a finger along the back of Hunter's neck.
He grunts. "I'm not 'Detective Daddy,'" Hunter mutters, all muscles and swinging dick as he carries the omegas to the connected bathroom. A minute later, I hear the shower running. I really shouldn't be surprised that Hunter was able to throw both omegas over his shoulders like that, given his size, but it was still weird to see.
"I call dibs on our bathroom!" Kieran shouts, scrambling out of the bed and rushing out the door. Brody and I exchange a look.
"How long do you think it would take for him to get out if I joined him?" I smirk, and Brody's head falls back as he laughs. "Not long at all. But would you mind helping me change the sheets before giving him a jump scare?"
Bethany and Miles' lust through the bond tells me they're probably trying to go at it again, and I wonder if Hunter is having any success in actually getting them clean. I suppose changing the bedding is easier than checking on them, and I nod, grinning as I get the change of sheets from the hall closet.
Chapter 59
Miles
"Bite me, Detective Daddy," I can hear myself whine, but I can't seem to control the words coming out of my mouth. Hunter huffs at me, ignoring my terrible nickname as he runs his soapy hands along my body.
Bethany crouches between us, her head bobbing up and down on Hunter's dick as she works me over with her other hand. "You two are…impossible," he mutters, his eyes closing for a second as he grunts, his hands tightening around my biceps. I look down to see Bethany swallowing his load, her throat bobbing as he empties himself down her throat.
Fuck, that's hot. It makes me—"Fuck," I gasp, as her mouth seals over me just in time to catch my release.
"Naughty omega," Hunter growls, finishing rinsing me off before moving me out from under the water and starting on Bethany. "You weren't supposed to get his cum until after you were clean. It was your reward for being a good girl, remember?"
She pouts. "I didn't mean to. It was Miles' fault."
I swat her ass. "Liar."
She sticks her tongue out at me, but then my eyes catch on Hunter's hands, hesitating over her supple, slippery, magical boobs.
"Go on then Detective Daddy," she purrs, her eyes hooded, "You have to touch them if you want them to get clean. I can feel how much you want to touch me through the bond."
"Detective Daddy isnota thing," he mutters, but then his hands are roaming over her body, and gliding over her peaked nipples, and his erection…is back.
"Mmmm, your hands feel so good," my little nymph moans, her eyes closing.
"Bluebell," his voice is pained, "I'm supposed to be getting the two of you clean."
