Page 126 of In Doubt
Ifollow her down onto the cushion, my mouth never leaving hers, as Levi unbuttons her blouse and Aiden unties her boots.
We never got to do this, all of us together during her heat, and now I want it more than ever. To love every inch of her with them, as a pack, together. To taste and rut her, knot and fill her. Each one of us claiming her, showing her how much we fucking care for her.
Our words have always fucked things up between us, but if we’d listened to the hum of our bodies, followed the aroma of our scents, looked more closely at one another, we’d have known. We’d have known it all along.
Her blouse falls open and Levi yanks down her bra, pawing at her full breasts, groaning as he does and Dylan leans in to kiss the soft skin of her stomach, drawing lower and lower to the waistband of her trousers. Aiden’s already there lowering the zip and wriggling the material over her rounded hips.
I can’t help but pause, even though her fingers are in my hair and she’s trying to drag me down for more kisses. I want to see, see what they’re doing to her. I watch Dylan swirl his tongue around her belly button, her skin goosepimpling even in the warm air.
“I’m going to fill that belly,” I whisper to her. “One day I’m going to fill that belly.”
It’s the alpha in me speaking but the omega in her loves it and she whimpers in response. They’ve always wanted each other, always been drawn together.
Aiden has his finger in the waistband of her cotton knickers now as he licks up the inside of her thigh. He tugs at the material and Dylan follows it down, burying his nose in her soft curls and inhaling deeply.
“If you want to stop …” I say as Dylan and Aiden begin to eat her out together, tongues sweeping and circling, their heads bumping together in their eagerness to taste her.
“Don’t stop,” she whispers, her fingers pinching my scalp.
“We won’t, Baby Girl. We got you now.”
Levi glances up at me, his mouth on her nipple, nipping and nibbling it, and I join him there, taking as much of her tit into my mouth as I can.
She moans from all this attention, her spine arching. Four pairs of arms hold her down, not letting her go anyway, forcing her to take the full power of her orgasm like the good little omega she is. The muscles in her stomach tighten and release beneath her tender skin when she does.
“Fuck, little Plaything,” Dylan mutters, his head still jammed between her thighs. “I could play with you all night long.”
She shakes her head frantically, her nails sinking into my shoulder.
“Fuck me,” she whispers.
“Who?” Levi asks. “Who do you want to fuck you?”
Her eyelids drift open and she peers down her body, eyes locking on my packmates.
“Aiden,” she mouths, her eyes not leaving his.
“Omega,” he mutters, his face full of an emotion that’s almost pained, as if he can’t quite believe how fucking lucky we all are.
Why did we wait for this? Why did we ever think that was a good idea? We believed an omega would break apart our pack. So new, so young, when really an omega, no Giorgie, is the cement to bind us all together.
Aiden draws back stripping off his clothes while the rest of us continue to kiss and suck and bite our omega. When he’s naked, he lifts her up into his arms and onto his lap, her knees falling either side of his thighs. He holds her tight and lowers her down onto his waiting cock, a long, low groan bellowing in his chest as she takes all of him.
“Aiden,” she gasps.
“It’s OK, little Geek. I got you. I’ll always have you.”
“You will.”
She rests her hands on his shoulders and he grips her by the waist and grinds her into his lap. She rolls into him, her tits pressing forward and he’s mesmerised by her, by her movement, by her beauty.
We all are. I can’t tear my eyes away.
“Omega. Fuck. You’re incredible. Incredible.” I hover above her, leaning down to kiss her and she cups my cheek, and as she continues to ride Aiden.
Then Dylan and Levi join us too, stripping off their clothes. We help her along, pinching at her clit and guiding her movement.
“How does she feel, Aiden?” Levi asks.
