Page 96 of Into the Fire: After

My tongue flicked at her nipple, back and forth, faster and faster before I nipped at it. She hissed above me, but a fresh warmth of slick dripped from her cunt and onto my thighs.

“You like that, Omega?” I said through a smile. I swapped to her other tit, sucking it into my mouth and rolling her swollen clit against my swollen cock as I clamped my teeth around her nipple and pulled.

She cried out, a keen that shot through me like lightning.

“Need you.”

“All yours, baby.”

Fisting my cock, I lined up with her shining, dripping pussy and pulled her down, a slow steady slide until her hips met mine.

Perfection. Heaven. What was better than heaven? Because that was this.

Brea’s voice came to me from my right. “Oh, pretty Omega, looks so good on his cock.”

I glanced in their direction, where Brea kneeled sandwiched between the men, their mouths trailing along her bare skin.Their scents merged with ours, with the smell of slick and sweat already heavy in the room.

The second they touched Taryn, they’d be in rut, every one of them.

Brea bit her bottom lip and gave me a wink. “Take your time, Beta.”

If I wasn’t so goddamn blissed out at my omega riding me like a bucking bronco, I’d have teared up. With a groan, I turned back to my omega.

Touch more of her.

I raised my torso up and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close to kiss. Taryn purred, her bent knees squeezing on either side of my hips as she pressed further down on my dick. Bearing down to take every centimeter I had to give.

“Love you so much, sweetness,” I moaned. One hand went on the floor behind me, giving me leverage to buck up into my omega. “So fucking pretty on my cock. So perfect. Every bit of you. God, Taryn.”

Too soon. I was losing it too soon.

I gripped her rocking hips, stopping the motion.

She whined, fighting against my grip.

“Slow, baby,” I said, turning so I could kiss her cheek. “I want this to last.”

Trembling, I fought my own desire for fast, hard. Fingers dug craters in her hips as I guided her hips, an achingly slow roll and rise, release and slide. Taryn’s eyes fluttered closed, her head tipping back as the most beautiful sounds of pleasure flowed from her lips.

“Touch yourself, sweetness,” I breathed. “Wanna feel you come at least once before I bite you.”

Her hand snaked between us, and her fingers drew slow, tight circles to match the pace of her hips. Her heat already burned so hot that, within seconds, her pussy tightened around me.

Squeezing.

Squeezing.

Squeezing.

“Come on, Omega,” I cooed, fighting to keep our movements precisely the same. “Drench me with your cunt, love.”

A guttural groan tore from her throat as she arched. Her walls seized on my cock, spasming at the speed of a strobe light.

Lin’s blackberry scent drifted over from where the alpha trio were making their own symphony of sighs. “Such a perfect angel, coming so good for your beta.”

Blood rushed to her chest, her cheeks, splotchy and bright, but her lips turned up in a smile at the praise. Half euphoric cries, half euphoric laugh.

One hundred percent breathtaking.