Page 23 of Omega Inked

"I know," Olivia whispers, her eyes on me. "I made you do it."

I can feel a burning desire inside me. Something I've never felt before, something I don't understand. A need for both of them. The thing that's happening between us is more than just a physical bond, I can feel it...I want to feel it.

"I want both of you," Olivia says, her voice low and husky. "It's my heat. I need you both. I've never done anything like this before. I want you. Both of you."

"You were so scared," I whisper. "I thought...I thought you were scared of me, of us."

Olivia's eyes flash, and she smiles. Her voice is husky and strangled, interrupted by the rhythmic thrust of Liam's hips.

"Not scared...of you," she gasps out. "Of myself...and now...I just..."

She reaches for me, her fingers stretching from the bed and the crumpled sheets. Shit...I've never been with an omega, and the smell of her is intoxicating. I stagger forward a single step, my jaw dropping at the erotic sight of them rutting like animals.

"Your pussy is holding me so fucking tight," Liam purrs.

My chest rumbles.

A purr of my own.

"Phoenix," Olivia gasps. "Please. I'm...I'm so hungry."

My cock is hard as a rock, my knot swollen at the way her pouty pink lips open for me, pink curls splayed across the white sheets beneath her. She's still reaching, still reaching...

The sound of her begging sends a rush of blood to my cock, and I step even closer, my hands dropping to the sheets to steady myself. Olivia's eyes fall to my bulging crotch, and she moans in delight.

My jeans are tight, they feel like they might rip at any moment. I can feel my cock straining against the zipper, throbbing with a primal intensity

Olivia reaches for me, her fingers barely reaching my hips. I watch her eyes as her fingertips trail from my stomach to my bulging crotch, her fingers moving over my pants until she's clutching the zipper.

My cock twitches, with just a light touch.

Liam grunts. "You're so tight," he whispers. "That fucking pussy is clenching me so fucking tight."

Olivia moans in response and her slender fingers slide down on my jeans, her fingertips grasping for the zipper. My cock throbs as it springs free, Liam helping Olivia move closer to me as I feed her my cock.

Deep into her throat. She doesn't so much as gag.

She acts like a seasoned professional, even though I can't smell a single other man on her.

Liam somehow swivels her around until she's on her hands and knees, working with her to make sure she gets filled everywhere she wants to be. He meets my eyes with a smirk, his face flushed, his blonde hair falling across his forehead. I unleash a purr that helps Olivia take my cock deeper, and she whines as she swallows the precum that spurts from my tip.

Fuck, I want to bury myself inside her. I want to knot her.

I will, before this heat is over.

Her eyes meet mine, and our gazes lock.

I'm watching her as Liam pounds into her from behind, my cock in her mouth as she releases a throaty purr, eager for me.

I reach for her, my hands shaking with desire. I see Liam's smirk out of the corner of my eye, a look of amusement mixed with feral hunger.

My heart is beating a mile a minute, and I can feel my pulse racing in my erection. I can feel the blood coursing through me, heating my body with an intense desire I've never felt before.

Taking charge.

The desire to claim her, to possess her.

Olivia's eyes close as I stroke her face, my fingers tracing the outline of her lips before drifting lower to her neck. I can feel the pulse thumping against her throat, her body shuddering. I fist my hands in her long, wavy hair and she whimpers.

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