Page 32 of His Bonded Omega Mate
There was a click of a cap, and he slowly pushed a wet finger inside me. I groaned around the burn of the intrusion. Slowly, it eased and Asher moved it in and out of me, bringing nerve endings to life.
Tate handed me the lube so I could do the same to him. I petted his hole with a slick finger before easing it inside. This was slightly more familiar, the tight, hot clasp around my finger as I worked Tate’s hole. He relaxed around me, prompting me to give him a second. His groan echoed.
Asher added a second finger. The feeling was strange, the stretch and burn distracting but pleasurable. I couldn’t help the sounds that escaped me. “More, another!” I cried out.
A third finger eased into me and I stopped my movements on Tate before this was over before it started. It was overwhelming, but amazing.
“I think you’re ready for my cock, don’t you?”
“Yes!”
“Then make sure Tate is ready. I want you in him as I fuck you. So it’s like I’m fucking you both at the same time.”
I couldn’t control my whimper. Reaching out, I tried to get another finger inside Tate, but he pushed my hand away.
“Give me the burn,” Tate demanded. “Get in me.”
Slicking up my cock, I pushed inside Tate, taking his mouth in a fierce kiss just as Asher eased inside me.
The burn was sharp. It stole my breath. I turned my head, breathing into Tate’s neck as I tried to relax, to let Asher in. He felt huge, the whole thing impossible to fit inside me, yet Hiroshi managed this and he was much smaller than me.
I looked for my mate and found him watching avidly, stroking his cock. “So hot,” he whispered.
The scent of his arousal in the air met my nose, relaxing me and prompting my wolf to make me move.
My thrusts started slowly, gently, as I worked my ass over Asher’s cock and into Tate’s hole. The pleasure was indescribable. Being fucked and fucking together was an overload to the senses. My mind drifted as I focused on the feelings these two were giving me. I sought Tate’s mouth, then sat up, turning my head to kiss Asher.
Tate’s arms reached up and circled my neck. I pulled him up into my arms, settling his ass on my knees as I pumped my hips into him. He clung to me as his kisses turned desperate.
Asher’s hold on my hips turned into a bruising grip. His control slipped, and he pumped hard into me, the force shoving me deeper into Tate. Asher leaned over me to kiss Tate as I gasped for air.
I felt the tingle signaling my impending orgasm. “Close,” I warned. “Do you want my knot?”
“Hmm, yes! Stretch me on your knot.” Tate’s lips met mine again.
Instead of holding it back, I worked my hips and relaxed into the barrage of sensation. Asher was nipping at my neck as his thrusts grew harder and faster. Tate found my nipples and tweaked them.
It was too much and not enough at the same time. Then the scent hit me. Hiroshi’s seed covered his fist as he watched us together, his cheeks flushed, pupils blown. My omega’s pleasure was all I needed for my knot to form, my release filling Tate with spurt after spurt.
The stretch of my knot triggered Tate’s orgasm, wringing a cry from the man’s lips. “Goddess, yes!” he yelled. “Oh fuck, that’s amazing!”
My hips stuttered, fear of hurting Tate making me shallow my movements.
Asher took over, ramming into me over and over, growling into my neck as I gasped into Tate’s. It took only a few minutes, but soon Asher roared as he came inside me. The feeling alien but not altogether unpleasant.
We stayed there for a few seconds, just basking in the afterglow.
He pulled out of me carefully. I winced at the feeling. My shifter healing would help with the pain, thankfully, or I wouldn’t be able to walk the next day. Asher helped me adjust my grip on Tate so we could lie on our sides and relax.
“Gimme ten minutes and you can fuck Asher, and I’ll fuck you,” Tate said, sounding sleepy.
“Make it twenty and you’re on. I need to wait for my knot to go down.”
“Hmm, okay.” Tate lay with his eyes closed, looking satiated.
I’d liked the experience, but wasn’t sure about doing it all the time. I had to admit; I was curious about what it would be like with Asher. The other man was a bit of an enigma.
He’d also not said a word. “You down for that?” I looked over my shoulder at Asher. Had I imagined a momentary tightness in his eyes?
