Page 70 of Gamers' Omega

“Do you want to cuddle for a bit?” Beck asked.

“Need you,” I breathed.

Years of self-imposed deprivation had caught up to me, and, now that my body realized that I was about to take an alpha, it demanded it.

Beck shifted, moving his hands to support me as he lifted me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, briefly wishing that they’d push the ottoman into the couch and take me there. Then I remembered Pico lived in the living room, and I didn’t want to scandalize the bird.

I secured my grip and wrapped my legs around Beck’s waist as he carried me to the bedroom. I buried my face in his neck, inhaling his scent and listening to the others following us.

I scooted back as soon as my ass hit the mattress, making room for Beck to follow. He crawled across, pinning me beneath him as he kissed me and ground his erection against mine.

“Alpha…” I moaned as my eyes fluttered shut, giving in to my instincts.

“Beautiful omega,” Beck growled against my skin as he nipped my neck. “Let yourself feel good.”

The mattress shifted. I forced my eyes open to see the others moving to either side, already naked.

I groaned at the sight of three hard alpha cocks; the bulges at their bases where their knots would lock into me. Their balls were heavy with the seed they would fill me with.

Beck shifted and tugged my shirt.

I didn’t need words to understand and shifted to allow him to remove it. My nipples hardened as soon as my heated flesh was exposed to the air, despite it being plenty warm in the room.

Beck growled as he stared down at me, then he dipped down again and took one nipple into his mouth, flicking it lightly with his tongue.

I arched against him, my entire being demanding more.

“Come here,” Freddie rumbled.

I turned my head and my lips were immediately captured by his. His tongue dipped into my mouth and his fingers teased my other nipple.

Beck shifted to one side, and somebody else ran their hand over my bulge.

“So hard,” Ian murmured. “Mind if I taste?”

I moaned into Freddie’s mouth and held up my thumb just in case that wasn’t enough.

Ian chuckled, then popped the button on my jeans. I lifted my hips as much as I could, and he drew both my pants and briefs down, freeing my dick.

“Such a pretty cock,” Ian praised. “So hard.” Then he held it in one hand and licked a stripe up the opposite side.

Freddie swallowed my shout of pleasure with a chuckle.

Tony pulled my pants and boxers the rest of the way off, then crawled along my free leg. “Can I touch your entrance, Sweetheart? Start opening you?”

Another thumbs-up seemed to convey my consent, and a moment later I heard the snick of a lube bottle.

“I know you’re already slick,” Tony murmured as he settled into position and maneuvered around the others. “But I want you comfortable,” he explained.

I moaned as Freddie and I came up for air, the best I could manage as an acknowledgment.

I was drowning in the best way.

Then Tony touched my entrance, and my entire body stiffened.

“You’re ok,” Freddie whispered against my jaw. “Tony’s opened me countless times. He’s gentle. And he’ll stop if you don’t like it.”