Page 19 of Santas' Elf

My heat was coming on fast, and while I would have been safe to drive, it was never pleasant. It was far preferable to sit in the back seat and savor the scents of my alphas.

We pulled into their garage a few minutes later, and I almost tumbled out of the car in my haste to get to the bedroom, getnaked, and get their cocks inside me. My body clearly knew what was about to happen and was down for every second of it.

“Patience,” Warren teased as he followed me into the bedroom and pulled me into his arms.

“Fuck patience,” I argued. “Wait. Fuck me instead. Patience can wait.”

Pete burst out laughing. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard it stated so clearly.”

Warren slid his hands underneath the hem of my sweater, making me shiver from the contact. “Let us make it good for you.”

I leaned against him. “It’s already going to be good… because it’s the two of you.”

Pete walked up behind me, slid his arms around my waist, and pressed his erection to my ass. “Still, it’s going to be our first time with you. Let us cherish you the way you deserve.”

“Just promise me that includes fucking me the way I deserve,” I replied. “Because I deserve a good fuck. I deserved to be so well-fucked that I can’t move.”

Pete chuckled, leaned in, and kissed my neck. “I’ll go to the drugstore first thing the day after Christmas to get you a donut pillow so that you’ll be able to sit comfortably.”

I moaned. It was about the most unsexy thing he could say, while at the same time promising plenty of exactly the kind of sex I wanted.

Warren tipped my chin up and claimed my mouth, while Pete nibbled, sucked, and kissed my neck and shoulders.

A sense of calm washed over me. My alphas were there, and they were going to take care of me for my heat. All I needed to do was trust them to make me come over and over again.

Cool air across my heated skin as my sweater was removed. Relief as my aching cock was released from the confines of my pants.

“Such a pretty cock,” Warren murmured, even as Pete slid his hand across and down my stomach before wrapping his fingers around it. Pete gave me a few long strokes, coaxing a deep moan from me.

Warren kissed a trail along my jaw. “I’ll have to spend some time sucking that pretty cock after we’ve knotted you a few times.”

“Yes, please,” I whimpered, glad my alphas had my priorities straight.

They guided me to the bed and spent several minutes taking turns kissing me before Pete rolled me onto my stomach. Then he nipped and kissed down my spine, massaging my ass as he moved lower. He spread my cheeks as he settled between my legs, and the heat of his breath over my entrance made me shiver.

He leaned in and took a deep breath. “Fuck, I’ve needed to smell that all day. Our omega, ripe for us.”

“Alpha…” I begged.

“Shhh,” he murmured. “We’ve got you.”

Then he drew his tongue over my pucker, and I cried out as the nerves sang in pleasure.

I didn’t have a chance to catch my breath before Pete started eating my ass in earnest, licking and sucking at my entrance and growling every time my body released more slick.

“How’s he taste?” Warren asked from near my head.

Pete stopped. “Fat guy approved.”

I started to laugh, then he was down there again, and the laugh immediately turned into a long moan as the tip of his tongue slid past my rim.

I bucked against the delicious intrusion. “Alpha…”

The sound encouraged Pete to lick deeper into me, and I was soon panting as I fucked myself on his face.

“Alpha,” I begged. “More…”

Fingers under my chin, and Warren tipped up my face to meet my gaze. “Do you want more, pretty omega?”