Page 125 of Pack Rivals: Part Two
Nate flicks at his lip ring with his tongue, eyes darkening even more as he soaks her up.
“I’m assuming I don’t have much say in this, Omega,” I croak.
“You don’t want to fuck me, Alpha?” she asks with a genuine pout that has me rolling up to suck that bottom lip of hers between mine. Then I’m flipping us over, pressing my weight down onto her so she can’t squirm away.
“What do you think, Omega?”
She whimpers and I flip her over onto her stomach, dragging her up onto her hands and knees.
Her thighs are sticky with slick and Silver’s come and all my alpha instincts thrum to life. I want to pump her full of my seed. Add mine to his.
She wriggles her rump impatiently and I yank off my shirt and pants as Nate watches us both.
The boat rocks beneath us, causing her tits to sway and I pull her up into my arms so she’s kneeling, cradled in my arms. I kiss her neck as I squeeze those tits and she wriggles that ass even more, right against my erection.
Sweet little thing wants this so much. Silver was right about her being needy and I can’t imagine what she’s going to be like in heat. She’ll have us working our asses off.
“It’s going to be fucking amazing,” Nate says, reading my thoughts with a grin.
Copying the omega’s earlier movements, he crawls slowly towards us on the bed, his eyes full of menace and the omega whimpers, rubbing her ass up and down my length.
When he reaches us, Nate draws up on her knees too and, wrapping his hand around her throat, leans down to kiss her, his other hand stroking down her body and nudging her thighs open. She obeys automatically, and he begins to circle her clit, making her moan into his mouth. He kisses her harder like he can taste those syllables, like they’re fucking delicious.
Then he breaks away.
“Fuck her, Connor, what the hell are you waiting for?”
“Yes,” she mutters before he consumes her lips again, and I take a grip of her hips, lifting her up and then down onto my waiting cock.
I groan as she slides down my length, her pussy swallowing all of me.
“How does she feel?” Nate asks, a desperation in his tone.
“The best,” I say because they’re the only words I have. I’m too overtaken, too overwhelmed by the feel of her taking more and more of my cock.
“Gonna bounce for him, little bird? Gonna flutter up and down on his cock, like a good girl?”
I grip her waist harder, my fingers sinking into her soft flesh, and I help her to lift up on her knees again and then slam down on me, the both of us crying out as she lands on my lap.
“Fuck,” I mutter, “fuck, Nate, she’s … Bea, you’re so …”
“Need you naked too,” she says to Nate, all breathless.
The only person who can usually get Nate to do anything is Axel. He’s never been one for following instructions or obeying orders. However, I’m getting the impression that Nate is happy to be at this woman’s beck and call night and day because the words have only just left her mouth and he’s stripped off his clothes, kneeling in front of her, with his cock stiff.
Her eyes light on the titanium ring pierced through his cock-head and she explores it with her fingertips as I continue to bounce her on my cock and Nate returns his attention to her clit.
Nate groans a little and with his free hand, guides her to take him in her fist.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” she pants, eyes still drawn to the ring.
“Little bird, it’s not going to hurt me. It makes it feel even better.” He bites at her neck. “It’s going to make you feel even better too.”
“Oh,” she murmurs, head falling back onto my shoulder.
I catch Nate’s eye.
“Let’s make her come,” he says, winking, and the two of us work together, me moving her up and down my cock, he flicking at her clit, the two of us pawing at her, sucking, and kissing, squeezing and tweaking, giving her no rest, no pause, stimulating every part of her beautiful body.
