Page 7 of Brave New Omega, Part 2

Chapter 7

KATIE

B oth of my Alphas stare at me with undisguised hunger.

I should absolutely be too exhausted and overwhelmed to want anything more than maybe a little cuddle and a lot of sleep. But Max is nearly salivating beside me, his hands firmly gripping my hips. Loren's pupils have blown out, the blue irises only a tiny halo around the engulfing black.

My heart zig zags between wanting only emotional comfort and care, and my body's clamoring need for release and physical closeness. It’s not a lie that you get extra horny right after escaping a life-threatening altercation. Like your body knows it almost lost its chance to reproduce, so it decides you should jump on the baby making right now .

I had been a little in shock when Callum rushed me back to the Conservatory, but now that the rush has settled and meds are holding back the tide of pain, all my body wants is pleasure.

"Stay," I say again, this time with more confidence. I don't know what I'm doing. There are two men who want my attention. And neither seems particularly bothered by the other.

Max doesn't hesitate. He immediately kisses along my neck, light butterfly-wing presses of his lips against my skin.

I want to wrap myself around him. To lose myself and the torrent of my emotions in his body. But I can feel Loren behind me, hesitating. I don't know how this works with two men. Fuck, I'm still awkward when it's just one man.

"Can… can I have both of you? Touching me? At the same time?" I ask in nearly breathless pants.

Max growls, low in this throat, as he proceeds to kiss back down my neck, to my collarbone. Loren licks his lips, eyes blown fully to black as he leans in, pressing a single kiss to the nape of my neck. I shiver with a heady mix of desire and delight.

"I've never been with two at once," I say, trying to regain control before I get lost in the comfort and pleasure that crowds out all rational thought.

"It's okay, Tough Girl," Max says, where he's pulled the collar of my shirt low to kiss the seam of my sports bra. "We can show you."

Max pulls back, pressing me into Loren's arms while he strips off his shirt. Loren nuzzles my hair, coating me in his fresh laundry scent. I moan and feel the heat of my own perfume as it floods the space.

"Our Omega likes this," Loren says. "Smell how she perfumes for us."

Max inhales deeply, then licks his lips as if tasting me in the air. “Delicious. I can't wait until I taste her sweet cunt."

I fidget in Loren's hold, but he gently lifts my chin, forcing me to focus only on him, then he kisses me. Not his gentlemanly press of lips, but a demanding sweep of his tongue.

I open and grip his shirt front as I suck his tongue into my mouth. I climb into his lap, fully facing him now, letting all my fear and frustration of the last twenty-four hours pour into Loren. One of his hands tangles in my hair, the other sliding between my hip and the tight fabric of my yoga pants.

I gasp as he breaks the kiss. Max is at my back, lifting my shirt off and pressing hot kisses on my shoulders and back.

"Her bra too," Loren instructs, his voice so deep with hunger it nearly rattles my bones. Max doesn't hesitate, just pauses his trail of kisses down my right arm to tug the tight bra up my chest and over my head. He tosses it into the shadowed corner of the bedroom.

Loren unbuttons his shirt, and by the time my bra has been discarded, his chest is bare. I push the fabric off his shoulders, wanting to drink in the golden expanse of skin.

I moan and run my fingers over his chest, rimming his deep violet nipples with the pad of my thumbs. Max reaches around to cup my breasts, and I lean back to kiss him. His stubble is rough to Loren's smooth face, and it sends sharp tingles spreading out through my body. They are so different, yet each so satisfying.

It's a little awkward, trying to split my attention between them both. Because I want them, both of them. And I don't know how to give them both equal attention so they don't feel slighted.

"Relax, Love," Loren whispers. I groan as he adjusts me on his lap, spreading my legs wide to straddle him as he tugs my yoga pants down to my knees. "We're going to take care of you."

Max releases our kiss, helping me to maneuver out of the rest of my leggings. He tosses them to wherever my bra and shirt landed. I can't help but laugh. What am I doing? Two men? Kissing every inch of my naked body. And God, it feels good.

Loren sucks one nipple into his mouth, grazing his teeth until I shudder a moan. I lean back into Max's chest, as Loren switches sides, sucking the other nipple into his mouth. Max's fingers slide between Loren and I, finding my pussy already slick.

"Oh, hey there Tough Girl. You are so wet for your Alpha's, aren't you?"

I whimper, jerking as his index finger circles my clit. Ripples of pleasure spread out from my center, until my toes curl.

Max's wicked fingers continue to rub over me, sweeping down through my slick folds and up around my clit, I rock my hips shallowly, trying to encourage those fingers to go just a bit deeper, to press deep into me where I need the friction. My rocking motion isn't lost on Loren, and I feel his erection straining through his linen pants.

Fuck . How am I supposed to do this with two men?

"Who do you want to ride first, Tough Girl? Do you want me to bend you over Loren and fuck you while he sucks on your pretty tits? Or do you want to ride the Golden Giant while I kiss every inch of you?"

Max's voice is husky in my ear. Loren abandons my breasts to undo his trousers, freeing his long cock to rub through my wet seam. I want all of what Max is offering. If I was braver, or maybe more experienced, I'd want to find a way to have them at once. But fucking one while being kissed and touched by the other still sounds like a damn good time.

"Bend me over," I say, reaching out for Loren's shoulders as Max growls with hunger. He pushes me in the center of my shoulders until I am sprawled on top of Loren against the bed. Loren rumbles beneath me, pulling me down for a kiss. Max rubs the fat head of his cock between my folds and I moan into Loren's mouth. They're surrounding me, but in a good way.

Max teases me until I whine. I press back, aching for him. This is what I need. To be full of Max, and held by Loren. To be covered in their kisses, their touch, demanding yet somehow still tender. Max runs a hand up my back, before lining his cock up at my entrance. I pull out of Loren's kiss to arc backward as Max slides in. He's thick and I have to stretch around him. He grunts, pausing his slide halfway.

"Okay, Katie?"

I moan, nodding and reaching back to kiss him, my body bowed. Loren pinches my exposed breasts, and Max jerks his hips, thrusting in all the way to the hilt.

"Fuck!" I squeak, my body tight and full and flooded with sensation. Pleasure covers me on all sides. Max jerks out, then thrusts in again, sharp and deep, and so fucking satisfying. God, I need more of him. I groan and writhe, wanting him deeper.

"What do you need, Love?" Loren asks, pinching my right breast until I squirm on the edge of pleasure and pain.

"More," I hiss, and roll my hips.

"I'll give you everything, Tough Girl." Max pushes me back down against Loren, harder this time. I feel his need swell inside me. His knot nudges my entrance, that ring of flesh against my pussy. I like a good rough fuck. They've been so tender with me, but right now I want to be railed. Because I trust that Max won't hurt me. Not anymore than I might like.

"Harder, baby." I press down against Loren's chest, kissing Loren's neck and lifting my ass high. The change in the angle presses Max's cock against my G-spot and I nearly shriek in pleasure with the first furious thrust. Max grips my hips, fingers digging into my flesh as he thrusts, a ferocious need driving him.

"You know that I'm your Alpha," he grunts in my ear, pressing close to my back. "You can't run from this, from me, Katie. I know how you taste. I know how you smell when you're needy for me. I'll be able to sniff you out anywhere."

Max pumps into me until his balls slap against my clit, his knot prodding my entrance. I moan in pleasure, Loren catching my sounds with his lips. He's caught up in our thrusts, his cock wedged between my hips, and I wiggle until I can feel his length rubbing against my clit.

Jesus Christ. It's like fucking them both, and it feels incredible.

"Fuck, Katie, if it was just us, I would knot you and hold you all night long. But it's only fair that you get a turn to ride our gentle giant. Come for me, come around my cock, let me feel you gush for me."

Max's words topple me over the edge, the friction of Loren's cock against my clit and Max's thrusts driving me to a high that I can't help but throw myself off of.

I scream his name, grabbing blindly behind me for his hand as pleasure pulls through me, by body tightening like a vice before relaxing. I collapse on Loren's chest, Max's thrusts frantic before he brings one hand around his knot.

"Katie, oh my perfect Omega!" He cries, a few sharp thrusts spraying his hot release inside me. His hips stutter, jerking a few more times until he collapses forward over me.

I am sandwiched between them; Loren strokes my shoulder, while Max trembles above me as his own pleasure courses through him.

Slowly we roll together to the side, Max sliding out of me, along with a pool of our mingled release.

I groan, my body languid and sated. Loren watches me, not with hunger, but with concern.

I open my mouth, wanting to rally, but he shakes his head, pressing his forehead to mine.

"Rest now, Love. Let me hold you. There's time for all of us." He nuzzles my neck, before turning me so that my back presses against his chest, the smaller spoon to his large one. His cock prods at my thigh and I ache to take him.

"Hold me, hmm? Hold me through the night," Loren says, pressing close. I grab the arms that wrap around my middle, trying to pull him closer, before I gasp.

Loren fills me, slowly, without thrusting. His long cock tucks into my pussy, as though he’s holding me to him with his arms and his dick.

My body softens further, until I am held limply with Max sprawled in front of me and Loren pressed tight to my back, my body cradling his cock as we drift to sleep together.