Page 67 of Omega Inked

My pack.

My loves.

The tattoo gun starts up and I hiss out a breath as Liam squeezes my hands, the needle touching my thigh. I'm sensitive here, right in the crease of my hip, and I bite my lip so hard it bleeds. Somehow, though, it feels good, too...and I think I know why.

Omegas go through a heat every six months.

It's been six months since we got here.

Which means...

"Liam," I whine. "Do you..."

Mercer's hand stills on my back, his eyes darting between the three of us. "Fuck, you smell amazing," he growls. "Liv...are you..."

Phoenix's hand somehow stays steady as the needle glides across my skin, tracing the outline of a flower. But I can hear the tension in his voice. "Stay still," he mutters. "I don't want to fuck this up."

"But..."

I moan and lean my head against the back of the bench, squeezing Liam's hands hard. I didn't even sense it coming before just now--but my heat is slamming into me with all the force of a hurricane now that all three of them are touching me.

Liam's eyes go wide, and Mercer's chest heaves as his breath grows ragged. I can feel the pulse between my legs, the tightness, the ache to be filled.

"Fuck, Liv," Phoenix hisses, but he doesn't stop.

Liam drops my hands and pulls back, staring at me with hooded eyes. Mercer smooths my hair from my face and runs his hand down my back, and Phoenix seems to lose all control with the single touch.

"Is that..." Liam trails off, the meaning clear from his voice.

Yes. I'm in heat.

"Just keep going," I whisper, shaking my head. I think it's the only thing keeping the ache in my pussy at bay...and as soon as my heat is in full force, I'll need to be filled up for days.

"Should we stop?" Mercer asks quietly.

I close my eyes, trying to calm both my body and my mind. It's been so long since my last heat, and I don't know how I'm going to handle this one. I feel like I'm on fire, every part of my body pulsing with heat.

And with Phoenix tattooing me, his right hand on my thigh, the other on my knee...

"No," I whisper. "Don't stop."

Liam's eyes go wide, and he tenses. "Do you mean--?"

"Fuck my mouth, Liam," I beg.

"Liv--" Phoenix warns.

"I swear I won't move," I grumble, the pain exquisite on my thigh, my heat searing through me everywhere else. "I just need...Ineedto be filled right fucking now."

Liam bites his lip and stands, unzipping his pants agonizingly slow.

"You got it, babe," he smirks.

His cock slips free, huge and hard already, his knot swelling.

Liam steps forward and I take him in my mouth, the sweet taste of him filling my senses as my tongue strokes his shaft. My heat is off the charts, and my body is desperate for him right now. Mercer's hand slides to the curve of my ass, and then between my legs, and I moan loudly as he strokes my clit.

"Fucking hell, you three," Phoenix growls. "I'm trying to work."

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