Page 6 of Rhythm Of Our Souls (Heartbreak Melody #3)

PRESENT DAY

Lulu

“Hey,” I grumble, elbowing Brady in the stomach. “That’s playing dirty.”

“Mhhmm.” He hums in my ear, my whole body shivering at the sound.

His hands slide over my hips, giving them a firm squeeze.

I close my eyes and take a steadying breath, trying with everything inside me not to give in to temptation.

He rolls his hips, the bulge making it obvious that he wants me.

“Don’t act as if you don’t like it dirty,” he purrs the last word, and damn it, I know he can smell just how turned on I am. The whole club probably can.

“Not right now,” my voice quivers. Shaking my head, I eye up the ball and shoot my last ball right into the hole.

“Fuck yes!” I shout, tossing my pool cue onto the table, a bright smile and pure joy racing through me.

“I win!” I gloat, spinning around to look up at Brady with the intention of rubbing it in his face.

We’ve been at this game for longer than we normally play, but Brady started it by teasing me; it was only fair of me to fight fire with fire.

Every time one of us went to take a shot, the other did something to throw them off their game.

About half an hour in, I was wondering why the hell I thought this would be a good idea. I’m horny, soaked, and ready for a good knot or two. Didn’t help that Gavin was watching nearby, giving me those sexy fuck-me eyes.

But I’m stubborn, and I wanted to win. I didn’t back down, didn’t give in, and now I’ve won.

As I look up at Brady’s lust-filled eyes, his pheromones coming off him in waves, I’m so glad this game is over with.

“So you did.” His voice is thick and smooth, making me break out in goosebumps.

I swallow hard, eyes flicking between his as I lick my lips.

Slick gushes free, and I’m three seconds away from begging him to take me right here on this pool table, other club members around us be damned.

“What would you like your prize to be, Doll Face?” he hums, his fingers reaching up to graze my jaw.

My chest heaves as my mind can only think of one thing. “You,” I whisper. “Inside me.”

The low growl he lets out is purely feral.

“My favorite fucking place to be.” Gripping my chin, he kisses me roughly, making me moan into his mouth as he shoves his tongue in and over mine.

We kiss like it’s our last time before he breaks free, leaving me shaking with need.

“Out!” he barks loudly. “Everyone, get the fuck out. Now.”

Biting my lip, I try to hold back my smile. I love it when my Alphas are all growly and possessive. I also love how they can never seem to keep their hands off me longer than a few hours. Being an Omega has its perks. We can fuck for hours and never get tired of it.

“Come on, man!” someone complains. “Can’t you go get your dick wet in one of the other rooms?”

The death glare Brady sends the guy has me moaning. If you asked me a year ago if I saw myself with two Alphas from an MC, I’d probably laugh.

But now? I can’t imagine my life without them.

“You heard the man!” Gavin shouts, standing up from the chair he was sitting in, watching. “Out.”

Most of the guys are out on a run right now, so I don’t feel bad about the few people who are still here getting kicked out. I’m sure the guys will go to their rooms within the clubhouse and either continue to party there or take a sweet butt home. Right now, I don’t have it in me to care.

Burying my face in Brady’s chest, I take deep lungfuls of his leather and musk scent. It’s like a drug, a hit right to my pussy. They might not be my scent matches, but that doesn't mean their scents don’t do wonderful things to my body.

“Brady,” I whimper when I can’t wait any longer.

His eyes snap down to mine, going from annoyed to hooded again. “I got you, baby,” he murmurs, leaning in to kiss me.

His big hand cups the back of my head, fingers tangling in my now blonde bob. Our lips work together frantically, every movement of his tongue against mine sending throbs of pleasure right to my core.

I swallow his growl as he grips my hips, sitting me on top of the pool table.

“Need you in me,” I moan as he hungrily sucks and nips at my throat.

There’s a part of me that longs for and wishes that there was a bite mark there.

It’s my own fault that there's not. The guys have made it known more than once that I was their Omega and would happily mark me in a second once I give them the green light.

And I want that, so damn badly; only there’s something that's keeping me from letting them.

“Lay back, Little One,” Gavin murmurs in my ear, from the opposite side of Brady. “Let my brother have his fill of you first. If you’re a good girl, he’ll give you what you want.”

Whimpering, I let Gavin help me lie back on the table.

“Hi,” I whisper up at Gavin, his piercing blue eyes staring down at me.

“Hi, Darling,” he replies with a cheeky little smirk before leaning down to kiss my swollen lips. A happy sigh leaves me as I hold the back of Gavin’s head. His kiss is softer than his brothers, but just as passionate.

A shiver rips through me when I feel Brady’s hands glide down my thighs, landing on my knees. Gripping them, he brings them up, makes my skirt pool around my waist, and parts them, growling when he sees just how soaked I am.

“Look at you,” he growls, running a finger over the wet fabric of my panties. “Fucking dripping for me.”

Gavin breaks the kiss so I can look at Brady. Biting my lip, I nod, eyes hooded with need. “All for you,” I breathe. And partly for Gavin. It turns me on knowing just how much Gavin loves to watch. He says watching me feel good makes him feel good.

Brady grabs the thin elastic that holds the fabric together and snaps it off my body with a growl, making me gasp. I wore this style in hopes that this would happen.

He tosses my panties to the side and groans when he sees my bare pussy.

His fingers run through the mess between my legs, making me shudder in pleasure.

“Such a pretty pink pussy. All wet and swollen for me.” He brings his slick-covered fingers up to his mouth and sucks them clean, making me whimper as more arousal leaves me, ruining the fabric as I leave a little puddle.

“Brady,” I whimper, hating but also loving how he teases me.

He chuckles deeply. “Always so impatient. You just had your heat, Little Omega. And you’re still so fucking needy.”

“Always,” I whimper, arching my back. “Always for you two.”

“Fuck,” Gavin moans, grabbing the hem of my shirt and pulling it over my head before reaching back to unhook my bra. My breasts fall free, and Gavin wastes no time sucking my peaked nipple into his mouth.

I gasp, eyes rolling back as he nibbles on the sensitive flesh.

Only seconds later, Brady is dropping to his knees, gripping my ass and pulling until I’m hanging off the edge, my ass cradled in his massive palms. “Hold her legs open for me, brother,” he orders Gavin.

“I’m fucking starving, and I don’t want anything stopping me. ”

Gavin lets my nipple go with a pop to do as his brother requested.

As soon as Gavin has both my legs spread wide open, Brady goes to work.

“Oh fuck!” I scream as my back bows off the table. My eyes roll back into my head as my hands blindly grab onto Gavin’s arms while Brady starts to eat me like a starved man.

I fucking love these men and their mouths; from their dirty words to their sweet talking. But nothing beats the way they work my clit like a pro.

“That’s it, Little One,” Gavin praises. “Let him have his way with you. Such a good fucking girl.”

Like always, the pleasure these men give me any time they lay a hand on me is almost too much to handle.

As much as my body wants to pull away from the overstimulation, I let Gavin hold me down, forcing me to push through it.

That doesn’t mean I go quietly. The sounds that leave me as Brady licks and sucks, thrusting his fingers in and out of me, stretching me almost as good as his cock and knot do as he wreaks havoc on my clit, are unintelligible.

It doesn’t take long before I’m sobbing out my release, cumming hard on Brady’s face and nearly drowning him in my slick.

My body feels fuzzy and floaty, heart pounding fiercely in my chest as I struggle to breathe while coming down from my high.

“That's it, Little One. You did so damn good,” Gavin praises, brushing my sweaty hair off my forehead.

My eyes flutter open to see Brady rising from the ground like some Greek god looming over me.

With a wicked smirk, he licks his lips, my slick dripping from his beard.

He doesn’t even wipe it clean as he undoes his pants with one of his hands, still holding my ass up with the other, and pulls out his thick cock.

I whimper at the sight of it. Pre-cum leaking from the tip. I want that inside me. I want him to knot me and fill me up like I crave.

“She did fucking amazing,” Brady growls, rubbing the tip of his cock against my drenched pussy. “Now, I want to hear you make those noises while you’re cumming on my knot.”

He presses into me, making me take him in one hard thrust. I whimper, the stretch of his cock just as good as the last time. Brady grabs my legs and places them on his shoulder before getting a good grip on my ass as he starts to pound into me like a man possessed.

With Brady, it’s always fast and hard, wild and freeing. With Gavin, it’s more slow and dirty, soft, and vulnerable.

I love it anyway they give it to me. There’s nothing they could do to me that I wouldn’t love.

Clawing at the table, I whimper and whine. Moaning and screaming as every thrust drives me closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

His grunts and growls make me wetter with every rough thrust, my breasts bouncing with the force.

“Oh. Oh. Oh,” I whimper. He shifts my ass up a little, and I see stars. My feet press down on his shoulders, forcing me to stay in that position as the tip of his cock hits me over and over in that perfect spot.