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First, he slips in one finger. He presses it against the outer ring, and I groan as I feel it give way to the pressure of his finger.

He takes his time, stretching me, getting me ready for him before he adds a second finger.

When he’s thrusting into me with ease, I feel his fingers leave me.

I hear him open the condom wrapper. Then, his hands spread my ass cheeks, sliding his covered-cock easily between.

The pressure of the bulbous head of his erection has me panting with anticipation.

He lets go of the cheek of my ass, grabbing my waist, as he slowly feeds his dick into me.

“Fuck,” I groan as I feel it press past the first ring and the second. He slowly bottoms out inside of me. We both moan at the feel of his filling me.

“You feel so good, my good boy,” he groans, both hands gripping my waist now.

I pant softly, one hand grasping the sheets and the other working my cock as he begins to move inside me.

He snaps his hips forward, pressing me harder into the mattress. I feel every inch of his hard cock inside me, hitting all the erogenous parts that leave me breathless, leaving me wanting more.

Then, over the sound of his hips slapping against mine, we hear it. The small gasp comes from the hallway. I smile as my eyes open. I look back over my shoulder to see Tripp’s mirroring smile, even as he winks down at me.

He continues to work his erection in and out of me, even as we hear the telltale sound of Remi outside Tripp’s bedroom door. But we don’t stop. Knowing she is watching gives me a thrill, sends sensations shooing up my spine, even as Tripp takes my ass.

I grunt with each snap of his hips, gripping my cock tighter in my fist. Between Tripp fucking my ass and my hand fucking my dick, I’m nearly on the edge of cumming. The heady sensation of him behind me has me nearly spending.

“That’s it. Take it,” he grunts. “Fuck back onto my cock, good boy.”

I push backward, taking his cock in and out of me. I feel the pleasure build to a fever pitch. There’s a tingling at the base of my spine. My balls draw up, preparing for release. Each time Tripp presses against my prostate, I feel the overwhelming need to come. It’s a heady feeling.

“Yes,” I grunt, taking each thrust as I fuck back onto his cock. “Just like that.”

I hear a girlish moan from the open doorway, and it makes me even harder as I work my cock faster.

Groaning, I fist the sheet harder, pushing against the mattress.

A garbled cry leaves my lips when I feel Tripp near his completion.

His hand presses between my shoulder blades as he forces me further into the mattress.

His hips continue to snap forward, over and over and over.

His thrusts are picking up the pace. His grunts and moans reach my ears, making all the hair stand up along my arms at the feral sound of his pleasure.

Each time he bottoms out inside of me, I feel this overwhelming need to come on his dick.

But then, he says, “You don’t have to hide out there, baby. Come on in.”

For a moment, time suspends. The air in the room shifts, tension winding itself tightly around me as I sense Remi's presence just beyond the door.

My breath catches, every sound from the hallway sharpening my awareness.

I wait, heart thumping, achingly aware of the possibility and the uncertainty.

Each second stretches out, thick with expectation.

There is a quiet thrill in the unknown—what will Remi do?

Will she cross the threshold, or will the moment pass with just a fleeting shadow in the hallway?

As I hold my place, anticipation floods my senses, each heartbeat a silent invitation for her to enter and join us.

Then, just over the sound of skin slapping against skin, I hear it.

The door creaks open wider.

Her feet shuffle, bringing her inside Tripp’s bedroom. I lift up off the bed, bringing my eyes to her, seeing hers dilated with desire as her eyes roam over our bodies.

“Am I interrupting something?” she asks, clearly seeing she is, but I don’t think she really cares.

Fuck, I don’t even care.

I lick my lips, eyes trailing over her body. It’s encased in a silk nightgown that stops just below the curve of her shapely ass.

I’m damn near drooling at the sight.

I can’t stop myself even if I wanted to try.

“Climb onto the bed, precious. Climb on up and bare that pussy for me.” I lick my lips thinking about it, damn near drooling for a taste of her.

Her eyes flick between Tripp and me, then down to where we’re connected. Tripp chooses that moment to fuck up into me, making a moan of pleasure claw its way up my throat, my eyes closing just barely in pleasure.

“Don’t be scared, baby,” Tripp coos. “Climb on up there and bare your pussy for Boone.”

Her breathing quickens, causing her chest to rise and fall sharply. She looks between us once more before she does something that has me reeling. Her fingers disappear underneath her nightgown, and I watch as lace panties slide down her legs to fall into a heap on the floor.

“This changes nothing,” she says, desire riddling her voice.

Tripp chuckles. “Oh, baby, this changes everything.”

It does. It means she’s starting to trust us again, even if it’s subconsciously. We may be a far way from her trusting us completely, but there’s something to be said about being with someone intimately. Intimacy requires some level of trust, even if people don’t think it does.

Tripp slowly begins thrusting into my ass once more as we watch Remi make her way toward the bed. Her eyes never once leave us, even as a grunt at a particularly hard thrust from Tripp.

Climbing onto the bed, I groan at the sight of Remi’s shapely, uncovered ass comes into view. Fuck, she’s a pretty sight.

“Lie down. Spread your legs, and let Boone make you feel good, baby.” Tripp encourages Remi to position herself for my waiting mouth.

Her scent wraps around me, causing a hazy fog of pleasure to swirl in my mind.

It’s a heady scent that calls to the alpha inside of me.

My cock kicks, even as I grip it tighter.

I feel the knot at the base of my erection begin to fill, ready to knot this omega right in front of me.

But I know that wouldn’t be well received, so, instead, I grip the base of my cock, groaning when I pump my knot.

Remi settles in front of me, but she’s too far away. Before she can say anything, I release my cock and grab her around the thighs and muscle her body down the bed until she’s spread open before me. Her slit is perfect. It’s wet, pink, and smells so damn good.

“Fuck,” I release in a long, drawn-out groan. “You smell so good, precious.”

Tripp starts thrusting into me again as I press my tongue against her pussy in one, long swipe. Her head falls back on her shoulders as a moan of need escapes her parted lips. She takes a shuddering breath in as I feast on her, licking, sucking, and teasing her clit.

Tripp watches it all, picking up his pace. Each time he bottoms out inside of me, I grunt against her flesh and grip her to me tighter. She doesn’t try to fight me. Instead, she leans in closer, and before I know it, her fingers weave through the strands of my hair, holding me to her.

“Just like that.” Tripp grunts. “Yeah. Right there, Boone. Look how pretty our little omega is.”

I groan, licking up and down her slit, taking her lips into my mouth and sucking. I feast on her, getting lost in the taste of her on my tongue. She tastes so delicious, and I willingly get lost in her.

Her moans and whimpers pick up, coming faster and faster. She trembles in my arms, her body telling me it's close to completion. So, instead of allowing her to lie in wait, I pull her clit into my mouth and suck hard. She comes in a gush. I drink down her orgasm, even as she cries out her pleasure.

Tripp’s thrusts grow faster and faster. I release one of her legs and grip my cock, jacking myself to the rhythm that Tripp set.

The need to knot Remi is strong. I want nothing more than to push inside her tight pussy and come inside of her.

I want to pump her full of my cum, watching as her pussy contracts around me and steals everything from my balls.

“Right there,” Tripp gasps, pumping harder, faster. “Right there, right there. Yes, yes, yes!”

He yells as he starts to come inside me, his cum splashing the walls of my ass as his cock jerks inside of me.

His release sets off my own, and I cry out against Remi’s pussy as my own release coats the bed and my stomach.

I slowly lap at her pussy, watching as she fights to catch her breath.

Her ample chest rises and falls like she’s run a five-mile marathon.

It takes several minutes before we’re all able to catch our breath. Tripp leans over me, his fist on the bed beside my head. I lie down, my cheek pressing against Remi’s pussy as I fight to catch my breath.

What we just shared is something I’ve never felt before, something real. It was unrestrained, untethered. It felt as if I lost all sense of self as I fought to give pleasure to the person who means most to us.

I expected nothing when she came to stay here. This is more than I could’ve ever imagined. Just being with Remi feels right, like this is where I was always meant to be. It’s a heady knowledge to know you gave pleasure to the person who means most to you.

I wish she’d allow me to give her my all.

Maybe one day, she will.