Page 7 of No Strings Attached (Omega’s Preference #4)
Jamie
He’s so much more beautiful than the pictures on that app.
I wasn’t even sure he would show in the middle of the day or that anything would happen after I caught the shock in his eyes.
However, he’s exactly what I hoped he would be.
And the soft sounds he’s pulling from Olivia are making all of my dreams come true.
Even from this awkward angle, I can just see the way his hands are cupping her ass, dragging her closer and over his cock as he becomes desperate for friction.
I continue my descent, undoing his pants so I can unearth his cock, a happy sigh falling from my lips at the girth in my hands.
I hadn’t expected any different, considering how tall Elias is but just knowing how delicious that’s going to feel in my ass makes this all the more exciting.
I give him a few strokes, his hips responding as Olivia lets out a small gasp, her eyes widening as she breaks the kiss. Her gaze drops down between them, a deviant smile spreading across her lips. “You’re going to fill me up, aren’t you, Elias?” She purrs.
His face heats, the back of his neck turning a pretty crimson that begs for my lips.
I leave his cock for Olivia as I start pulling at his shirt to yank over his head.
Not soon enough I’m granted the expansion of his back, freckles scattered across flushed skin.
There are small scars here and there, my mind wondering where he could have gathered those.
I take a deep breath, loving the scent that is so much richer now, mixed with a sweat and musk that I can’t pass up.
Olivia always thought it was strange when I craved her just after a gym session or after a heated work meeting. I can’t explain it because I’m not an Omega. I just know that it drives me mad, like Elias currently is. I couldn’t fathom him taking a shower and wiping off what’s mine.
At the first touch of my tongue between his shoulder blades, I nearly come in my pants.
I have to grab my cock through the fabric to keep me grounded as I continue to taste him.
He tastes like the early morning dew mixed with the storms that drag us into slumber at night.
My tongue makes its own path, my lips pursing every once and a while to tug on the sensitive skin, loving how Elias shifts or moves beneath my touch.
Most of his attention is on my wife and I love that.
I love that she’s finally getting what she needs but some selfish part of me wants to watch Elias get his pleasure too.
I want to hear him scream, to see him drag us beneath him as he fucks us into oblivion.
Some part of me needs this more than I have with any of our other partners.
And I have no idea why.
A squeak tears from my throat as I’m suddenly dragged to Elias’ side, a firm hand around my throat as deep green eyes meet mine. They’re much darker than they were downstairs and I have a feeling that he’s not entirely in control now, that his pheromones are driving this moment.
That this Alpha…
Actually, I have no idea what Elias is. His scent, while I love it, doesn’t reveal anything.
Not that I can focus on that as Elias smashes his lips to mine. His fingers dig into my throat, a breathless gasp coming from me as I scramble for something to hold onto.
“Too much?” He asks, his voice a few octaves deeper than it was before.
His nostrils flare, his entire body shifting forward as Olivia grabs his cock in her hands.
We both look down to see her pantless, my woman angling his cock toward her pussy as she drags her panties to one side.
I grin at the tortured look on her face as she starts to slide down his length, Elias letting out a grunt that rumbles through his chest. His jaw pulls tight as he turns his attention back to me, still waiting for my answer.
“Not enough,” I purr back at him, cupping his face in my hands to pull him into another kiss.
He dominates the embrace, his tongue thrusting into my mouth.
That’s when I catch a whiff of a sweeter scent, almost like honeydew, which shouldn’t be there.
Unless the man we’ve somehow melted against is an Omega.
I suddenly can’t concentrate, my Alpha instincts telling me that this man is mine.
That he’s ours . My cock thickens between my thighs as I jerk forward, tightening my hold on Elias.
A whine pulls from the back of my throat as he starts nibbling on my bottom lip, Olivia cupping me through my pants as she catches on.
I try to squirm away but they’ve got me trapped, pleasure shooting through me as I rock myself into her grip, Elias’ grip pulsing in intensity until I can’t hold back.
My orgasm rips through me, ropes of cum lining the inside of my pants as I jerk in their holds.
“Fuuuuuuck,” I moan as a sly grin slides across Elias’ face. Olivia buries her head into Elias’ shoulder, rocking herself on his cock, my own length throbbing as my knot swells and then deflates after finding nothing to lock inside of. Not that I care.
I flop back onto the mattress, content to watch Elias take Olivia apart, her slim frame trembling against him before she sags against him.
Most Alphas in this situation start whispering in her ear about how good her lock feels or how they’re going to fill her to the brim or a billion other things that never sits right with this.
But Elias isn’t an Alpha and we’ve never bedded an Omega.
I have no idea what to expect but Elias flipping Olivia onto her back and driving into her as he sucks on a sensitive spot on her neck wasn’t it. But it makes sense. If he’s ours, his Alpha just locked him. Even if he doesn’t know what’s going on, his biology does.