Page 110 of Beg for It

“What does that sexy mind of yours want us to do Cam? What wild ideas is it coming up with.”

“I don’t know if you want to know that.” My cheeks heat as I look away.

“Trust me baby, there’s nothing you could ask for that we wouldn’t do.” River says.

“Okay. Well I’m thinking that I want to be bent over this bike and fucked in both holes,” I blurt out, my lust filled mind taking control of my mouth.

“Fucking hell, Baby Boy,” Brooks growls. “You're such a dirty little freak.”

“We fucking love it. Get up,” River demands.

I’m quick to do as I’m told, excitement shooting through me. Is this really going to happen? I was joking. Kind of. No, I wasn’t. I want them. I need them. However, they want to take me.

“Pants off.” Brooks nods and I eagerly undo them and shove them to my knees.

“Now bend over the bike,” River growls.

“And put that sexy ass on display for me. I’m gonna fuck it while River takes your mouth. How does that sound?”

“So good,” I whimper, shuffling forwards. Bending over the best I can, I get in position.

I feel so open and exposed but I can feel my alphas eyes on me, their pheromones filling the air around us.

I’m so turned on that I know it’s not going to take much for me to cum. But I don’t want to touch myself and just get off. I want them to use me. To fuck me. To fill me with their cum.

What have these men turned me into?

“Look at you,” Brooks growls, moving behind me. “Giving me your ass like a good boy.”

I whimper as I hear the sound of his belt being undone.

“Isn’t he?” River asks, stepping in front of me. My eyes watch as his hands work his jeans open and I whine when he takes his thick hard shaft into his hand, giving it a stroke. He grips my chin, forcing me to look up at him through my lashes. “So fucking pretty. Our little whore, desperate for our cocks, aren't you?”

“Yes,” I breathe out, slick running down my leg now, mixing with the pre-cum that's dripping down my shaft.

“He’s dripping for us,” Brooks groans, rubbing the tip of his cock through my crack before pushing against my hole. He starts to push into me and my eyes roll back, and I moan loudly into the quiet night.

One thing I love about being an omega: I never need to be prepped. I’m always ready to be taken in any place, any time. Like right now.

“Goddamnit,” Brooks growls. “Your ass is so fucking tight. So warm and wet. God, you feel so good.”

“Open up,” River growls, wetness rubbing against my lips. My eyes snap open to find River right there, his cock pressed against my lips.

Opening my mouth for him, he grabs the back of my head and holds me still as he thrusts forward.

“Fuck!” he groans. “This fucking mouth is heaven.” He starts to thrust in and out of me slowly.

I suck and lick, doing my best to make him feel good. But River likes to take control. He loves to fuck my face, to use it as a hole to get off. And I love letting him.

Brooks slaps my ass before pulling out and thrusting back in.

My eyes flutter closed and I let my mind and body enjoy the moment. The two of them work together, one thrusting in and the other pulling out.

Brooks starts hitting my prostate and I fucking lose it. The sounds leaving me aren’t even human, sounding muffled and choked by River’s cock.

“That's it baby. Take it. Take our cocks like a good fucking boy,” River growls, thrusting deep into my throat. Drool runs down my chin, tears filling my eyes. But the way he looks at me, like I’m the most precious thing in the world, has me whimpering around his cock and clenching around Brooks’ cock.

“That's it. Choke my fucking dick,” Brooks growls, his hips slapping against my ass.