Page 43 of Rescued By Four Alphas
"Dahlia," I warn, my voice strained. "If you keep doing that, I'm going to…"
My words cut off in a sharp gasp as she leans forward and takes the head of my cock between her lips. The wet heat of her mouth is incredible, and I must grip the edge of the bed to keep from grabbing her head and fucking her mouth immediately.
She takes me deeper, her tongue swirling around my length as she bobs her head. The sight of her lips stretched around my cock is almost too much to bear.
"That's it, baby," I groan, fighting the urge to thrust. "Take it nice and slow."
Behind her, I hear fabric hitting the floor. I look up to see Onyx stripping off his clothes again, his cock already half-hard despite having just finished.
"Fuck," he mutters, his eyes fixed on the sight of Dahlia sucking me off. "She's so fucking sexy like this."
Dahlia must hear him because she releases my cock with a wet pop and turns to look at Onyx over her shoulder. When she sees his naked body and his cock growing harder by the second, she moans.
"Come here," she commands, her voice husky with desire.
Onyx approaches the bed, and Dahlia reaches out with her free hand to wrap her fingers around his length. She begins stroking him while taking me back into her mouth, and the sight makes my knees weak.
"Holy shit," I breathe, watching as she works both of us.
"You're incredible," Onyx groans, his hips thrusting into her grip. "So, fucking good with your hands."
With renewed enthusiasm, she takes me deep into her mouth while continuing to stroke Onyx. But after a moment, her movements become more urgent, more desperate.
I can feel her losing herself to the heat, her need overwhelming her coordination. Her mouth becomes more demanding on my cock, and her hand moves faster on Onyx.
"Fuck, Dahlia," Onyx groans, his hand covering hers on his cock. "Just like that."
I can't take much more of this.
"I'm going to fuck your mouth," I tell her, my voice strained with the effort of holding back.
She pulls off my cock just long enough to nod eagerly. "Yes," she gasps. "Please. Use my mouth."
I don't need to be told twice. I grip her hair more firmly, guiding her mouth back to my cock. This time, when she takes me in, I don't hold back.
I start thrusting slowly at first, then with increasing urgency. She takes it beautifully, relaxing her throat to accommodate my length. Tears gather in the corners of her eyes, but she never pulls away.
"You're such a good girl," I praise, watching my cock disappear between her lips. "My Omega, taking my cock so well."
Onyx moves closer, positioning himself so that Dahlia can continue stroking him while I fuck her mouth.
"I'm close," I warn, my thrusts becoming more erratic. "Fuck, Dahlia, I'm going to come."
She moans around my cock, the vibration sending shockwaves through me. Her hand moves faster on Onyx, and I can tell he's close too.
"Together," Onyx groans. "Let's come together."
The thought of filling her mouth with my cum makes me cum. With a harsh groan, I bury myself deep in her throat as I explode.
Onyx follows seconds later, his hips jerking as he empties himself. Dahlia takes everything I give her, swallowing greedily as I pulse in her mouth.
When we're both spent, she finally releases me, licking her lips to catch any stray drops. Her eyes are bright with satisfaction, though her heat is far from over.
"Better?" I ask.
"Hmmm," she breathes, but even as she says it, I know it's far from over. "But I need more."
She looks between Onyx and me, her gaze hungry and desperate. "I want both of you," she says.
