Page 57 of Omega in Love
Our future. One I couldn't even imagine wanting before him but now can't imagine living without.
Epilogue
Brookes
Six Months Later
"Hero." The moan that slips from my lips is uncontrollable, a guttural sound wrenched from the depths of my being. My chest rises and falls rapidly, my breaths coming in short, sharp gasps as I'm filled so completely that it steals my breath away. His sweat-slicked chest presses firmly against my back, our skin sliding together with each thrust as I ride him reverse cowgirl, his hips driving up into me at a relentless pace.
"Look at you, Bloom. You can't be tired yet. You promised us a marathon. Or were you all talk?" Levi teases, his naked dark brown skin glistening in the dim light, his long, thick dick hard and ready in his grip as he approaches me.
"I. . .Oh, God. I can't form words. Fuck. Hero." The words escape me in a ragged whisper as he hits that spot deep inside, making my eyes roll back in pure ecstasy.
"Open. Let me keep that pretty mouth occupied," Levi commands, and there's no way I can resist the weight of him onmy tongue. I part my lips wide, taking him in, swallowing just the way he likes. The sound of his groan, deep and animalistic, sends a thrill through me, satisfaction surging as I feel his pleasure.
"So. Fucking. Good, Heart." Hero's voice is a growl against my skin as he bites down over his mark on the crook of my neck, sending a jolt of sensation straight to my core. "I'm going to keep filling you up until you have me leaking out of you for the rest of the time we're here."
I scream around Levi's dick as he fucks my mouth with a brutality born from months of open trust and unbridled desire.
These men, my Alphas, my everything, and right now, I want to give them everything. All of me.
The door to the bungalow opens, and Dante shouts his return, but his words are lost to me, drowned out by the endless waves of pleasure crashing through every inch of my body.
"I left to get you breakfast, Petal, and I missed the party!" Dante's voice is filled with mock shock, but I can barely hear him, too consumed by the overwhelming sensations coursing through me. Chest bare in only a pair of swim trunks slung low on his hips. I can only assume the breakfast he mentioned is waiting in the dining area. Food is the furthest from my mind right now.
Ass and mouth full, I reach for him, and he immediately drops his purple swim trunks, joining us. I grip his length, stroking him root to tip, gathering his precum to smooth the way. I pump him in time with Levi's thrusts in my mouth and Hero's rolling strokes in my thoroughly stretched hole.
"Are you going to cum for me, Omega? Give me one more, Heart." Hero's command sends a shiver down my spine as his dick swells, the telltale signs of his knot pressing up and locking us together, making me delirious with need.
Levi grunts, "Swallow it down, Bloom, let us fill you up." He cums with a groan, spilling his release down my throat.
Dante shouts a curse, his body tensing as he too is overcome, spilling his seed over my fist.
Levi pulls away, a line of spit and cum briefly connecting us before his lips collide with mine, licking and cleaning away the mess he's made of me.
Dante follows, kissing me thoroughly, his touch reigniting a spark of desire within me, making my own dick twitch with renewed enthusiasm. There's no way I can go again, collapsing onto Hero's chest as he wraps his arms around me, holding his knot firmly inside me.
"Whose idea was it for you three to fuck me marathon style?" I pant, trying and failing to catch my breath.
"Yours." The three of them reply in unison, their voices filled with smug satisfaction.
Fucking Alphas. Yes, my big mouth got me in serious trouble when I suggested this on the plane here.
"Well, remind me next time that my eyes were too big for my stomach." I laugh, only to moan as Hero shifts, his cock hitting my overly sensitive prostate, sending a fresh wave of pleasure through me.
"You mean, your eyes were too big for your ass," Dante teases, his laughter echoing through the room, filling the air with warmth and promise of more to come.
The laughter that ripples through our little group is warm and easy, a sound that's become increasingly familiar over the past eight months. I lean back against Hero's solid chest, feeling the steady thrum of his heartbeat against my skin. His knot is a firm, comforting presence inside me, a reminder of the bond we've forged, all of us, together.
"I think what Brookes is trying to say is that he needs a break," Levi says, his voice a low rumble as he stretchesout beside us on the massive bed. His dark skin glistens with sweat, the constellation tattoo on his arm standing out starkly. He reaches out, trailing a fingertip along my jaw in a soft, affectionate gesture that makes my heart flutter.
"A break?" Dante scoffs playfully, dropping down onto the bed on my other side. His green eyes glint with amusement as he leans in, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. "You're the one who wanted a marathon, Petal. We're just giving you what you asked for."
I huff out a laugh, but there's no real protest in me. I did ask for this, for them. For all of them. After everything that happened, after the kidnapping and the trauma and the long, slow road to recovery, I wanted to feel alive again. To feel desired, cherished, loved, and these three Alphas, I never thought I’d find it. My Alphas give me that in spades.
Hero's arms tighten around me, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear. "You feel so good, Heart," he murmurs, his voice barely more than a whisper. "So perfect."
A shiver runs down my spine at his words, at the raw emotion behind them. I turn my head, capturing his lips in a slow, languid kiss. His tongue slides against mine, tasting, exploring, and I melt into him, my body softening even as his hardens further inside me.
