Page 15 of Rhythm Of Our Souls
There’s a part of me that longs for and wishes that there was a bite mark there.
It’s my own fault that there's not. The guys have made it known more than once that I was their Omega and would happily mark me in a second once I give them the green light.
And I want that, so damn badly; only there’s something that's keeping me from letting them.
“Lay back, Little One,” Gavin murmurs in my ear, from the opposite side of Brady. “Let my brother have his fill of you first. If you’re a good girl, he’ll give you what you want.”
Whimpering, I let Gavin help me lie back on the table.
“Hi,” I whisper up at Gavin, his piercing blue eyes staring down at me.
“Hi, Darling,” he replies with a cheeky little smirk before leaning down to kiss my swollen lips. A happy sigh leaves meas I hold the back of Gavin’s head. His kiss is softer than his brothers, but just as passionate.
A shiver rips through me when I feel Brady’s hands glide down my thighs, landing on my knees. Gripping them, he brings them up, makes my skirt pool around my waist, and parts them, growling when he sees just how soaked I am.
“Look at you,” he growls, running a finger over the wet fabric of my panties. “Fucking dripping for me.”
Gavin breaks the kiss so I can look at Brady. Biting my lip, I nod, eyes hooded with need. “All for you,” I breathe. And partly for Gavin. It turns me on knowing just how much Gavin loves to watch. He says watching me feel good makes him feel good.
Brady grabs the thin elastic that holds the fabric together and snaps it off my body with a growl, making me gasp. I wore this style in hopes that this would happen.
He tosses my panties to the side and groans when he sees my bare pussy.
His fingers run through the mess between my legs, making me shudder in pleasure. “Such a pretty pink pussy. All wet and swollen for me.” He brings his slick-covered fingers up to his mouth and sucks them clean, making me whimper as more arousal leaves me, ruining the fabric as I leave a little puddle.
“Brady,” I whimper, hating but also loving how he teases me.
He chuckles deeply. “Always so impatient. You just had your heat, Little Omega. And you’re still so fucking needy.”
“Always,” I whimper, arching my back. “Always for you two.”
“Fuck,” Gavin moans, grabbing the hem of my shirt and pulling it over my head before reaching back to unhook my bra. My breasts fall free, and Gavin wastes no time sucking my peaked nipple into his mouth.
I gasp, eyes rolling back as he nibbles on the sensitive flesh. Only seconds later, Brady is dropping to his knees, gripping my ass and pulling until I’m hanging off the edge, my ass cradledin his massive palms. “Hold her legs open for me, brother,” he orders Gavin. “I’m fucking starving, and I don’t want anything stopping me.”
Gavin lets my nipple go with a pop to do as his brother requested.
As soon as Gavin has both my legs spread wide open, Brady goes to work.
“Oh fuck!” I scream as my back bows off the table. My eyes roll back into my head as my hands blindly grab onto Gavin’s arms while Brady starts to eat me like a starved man.
I fucking love these men and their mouths; from their dirty words to their sweet talking. But nothing beats the way they work my clit like a pro.
“That’s it, Little One,” Gavin praises. “Let him have his way with you. Such a good fucking girl.”
Like always, the pleasure these men give me any time they lay a hand on me is almost too much to handle.
As much as my body wants to pull away from the overstimulation, I let Gavin hold me down, forcing me to push through it.
That doesn’t mean I go quietly. The sounds that leave me as Brady licks and sucks, thrusting his fingers in and out of me, stretching me almost as good as his cock and knot do as he wreaks havoc on my clit, are unintelligible.
It doesn’t take long before I’m sobbing out my release, cumming hard on Brady’s face and nearly drowning him in my slick.
My body feels fuzzy and floaty, heart pounding fiercely in my chest as I struggle to breathe while coming down from my high.
“That's it, Little One. You did so damn good,” Gavin praises, brushing my sweaty hair off my forehead.
My eyes flutter open to see Brady rising from the ground like some Greek god looming over me. With a wicked smirk, helicks his lips, my slick dripping from his beard. He doesn’t even wipe it clean as he undoes his pants with one of his hands, still holding my ass up with the other, and pulls out his thick cock.
