Page 116 of Pack Rivals: Part Two
“You really want this, little Omega? You really want to be fucked and knotted?”
She whimpers and opens her legs for him.
“Fuck,” I mutter, making room for him. “Fuck, Silver, make her come before I toss your sorry ass in the ocean and do it myself.”
He scowls at me, but before I can deliver on my threat, he’s sliding her panties down her legs and hitching up her skirt, spreading her legs wide for all of us to see. She’s even more swollen, even wetter than when I ate her out on the kitchen table.
Shit, that pussy. I’ve been fucking dreaming about it.
It’s all I want to taste.
I’ve been sucking on fucking caramel candies like my life depended on it.
“Gonna get you ready for us, first, Omega. Open you up for us.” He reaches for her, but she grips his wrist, meeting his eye before lifting her gaze to the rest of us.
“I want to give this a try,” she says, her tone heavy with lust, “whatever this thing is between us. I want to try it. I want to see if it’s real. I want to …” She closes her eyes, her long eyelashes brushing against the peaks of her cheeks. “I want to give you my heart. But I need to know I can do this first.”
“Do what, little bird?” I whisper.
“Be with all of you like this,” she says, her cheeks pink, her eyes still closed.
Connor leans down to kiss her shoulder and I stroke my hand up her leg.
“There’s only one way to find out,” Silver says and, her hand still locked around his wrist, he glides his forefinger inside her. “Tight,” he mutters, partly to himself, partly to the rest of us and Hardy curses under his breath.
He pumps slowly, using his other hand to find her clit and stroke at it. That has her falling back against the cushions, her hips rising, and her throat humming.
“That’s it sweet girl,” Axel says beside her, leaning over to press kisses to her throat.
“Good girl,” Silver confirms.
I watch transfixed as he works his finger inside her and her pussy swallows up his digit again and again. He adds a second, stretching her wider and when she moans, I swear I feel it in my gut.
Axel nibbles the lobe of her ear, I run my fingertips up her calf and Connor strokes back her hair.
Slick gushes from her hole, coating Silver’s hand and his wrist and I hear the wet squelch of his fingers inside her.
“So good,” Silver purrs. “Such a good girl for us. Look at that pussy.”
“So pretty,” Angel says from behind us and I know he’s as transfixed as the rest of us.
She murmurs and Connor kisses her, dragging that plump bottom lip of hers through his teeth.
“Can she take a third?” Hardy asks, voice deep and guttural.
“This girl can do any fucking thing,” I say and Silver must agree because gently he slides another of his thick fingers into her glistening pussy.
“Look at that,” Hardy says in awe. “Fucking look at that.”
“Is it too much, sweetheart?” Axel whispers into her ear.
She pulls away from Connor’s kiss. “Not enough,” she pants. “Not enough.”
Silver growls and pumps her harder, fucking her with his fingers.
Hardy’s hand lands on the man’s shoulder and then he’s kneeling on his other side, all three of us down on our knees before our omega.
He snatches Silver’s other hand from her clit and lowers his mouth there instead.
