Page 8 of Secure Touch (Her Vicious Pack #8)

Vera

My heart is races as I look at Mathew and Luca, the two men so freaking sexy.

Now we’ve rested plenty and are doing a bit better, I kind of wanted to do more , especially with Luca.

His caramel scent kept teasing me, making me want to explore him more and more, and I was clearly not the only one as Mathew was very much up for it too.

We still can’t be around other people’s pheromones, but we no longer seem to need all our mates with us at all times. Though, it probably helps that our Alphas’ pheromones are still heavy in the air in the bathroom, so even though they’re not in here with us physically, we’re not without them.

But the pheromones I want to focus on right now are Luca’s. I don’t know if I’m imagining it or if I’ve simply gotten used to his scent, but I feel like his pheromones aren’t as bitter as they were before. I feel like they’re smoother now, which are making them even more interesting.

I watch as Mathew opens Luca’s jeans, doing that whole ‘keeping his face close to you so you can feel his breath getting warmer and warmer as he undresses you’ thing that’s one surefire way to push almost anyone to the edge, and it works as expected on Luca too.

His eyes are glued to Mathew, to his face, to what Mathew is doing, the look of surprise and awe making him almost glow.

I wish I could kiss Luca, but since he can’t take his mask off, or this would all end immediately, I’m going to have to come up with another plan.

Something else fun, that won’t require him to take his mask off...

I climb into the bath and step behind Luca, putting my hands on his hips and pushing myself against his back, letting him feel every curve of my body. He tenses under my touch for a few moments, but then leans back slightly, takes one of my hands in his and weaves our fingers together, holding me.

Luca is very touch-focused. I noticed it before, how he would often reach out and touch us, even if it was hard on him. He likes being touched so much.

Living among the Hearts, not having his family around or possibly even close friends, must have been hard. It must have been hard to not have people to be physically close or even friendly with.

He lets out a loud moan, his grip on my hand tightening, his pheromones flaring with need. When I look around him, I see that Mathew isn’t just giving Luca a blow job, he almost seems to be swallowing Luca’s cock down.

Oh, sexy!

My pheromones spike and I can feel my slick dripping down my legs, my undies are already totally soaked through.

Fuck. They’re so sexy!

“Wait!” Luca suddenly pulls me forward as he uses both hands to stop Mathew’s head. “Give me a moment.”

Mathew leans back, smirking up at Luca and then catches sight of my awkward position, making his smirk grow even bigger.

“You can come if you feel like it. This won’t be over just because you come once.

You can come all down my throat, it’s what I want.

” The last words are almost a purr, with how Mathew’s voice has dropped, his whole body provocative as he shows himself off.

Luca’s breath is hard and fast, clearly trying to stay in control. “Not just yet. I don’t want to come yet.”

“Okay. That’s fine with me too. But we should do something about the whole ‘being dressed’ situation.” Mathew comes closer again and starts pulling Luca’s jeans and boxer briefs down, before kissing any of the exposed skin he finds, slowly making his way back up to Luca’s cock.

I watch Luca, who seems to finally have let go of my hand, squirm, and decide to have more of my own fun with him too.

I slip my hands under his t-shirt and slowly pull it over his head, waiting for him to stop me, but when he doesn’t, I keep going.

I make sure to be extra careful when I pull it over his head, so I don’t move the mask at all.

Once his shirt is off, I kiss his back, touching him, not too soft that it might be ticklish, but purposeful enough to explore his body, learn how it feels, what makes him react.

He’s beautiful, so fucking beautiful. He’s a little on the skinny side, but that might simply be his build or because of how he was treated before.

His skin is smooth, very few blemishes on it, unlike most of my other mates.

While Luca wasn’t ‘safe’ while he was with the Hearts, he hasn’t been in many —if any— situations where he could get physically hurt enough to leave a mark.

Scars are a map of one’s life, how you’ve lived. The mask he’s wearing is a very clear sign of a scar, just not one that’s physical.

I run my hands up his chest, making him shiver in anticipation, and then down, until I wrap my hands around his cock. He lets out a hiss, his body tight as he leans against me slightly.

“Vera...” He covers my hands with his. “You seem to know exactly how to make me lose my mind...”

I kiss his back again, not pulling my hands back yet, but enjoying the spikes of lust in his pheromones. They smell so good right now, now most of the bitter tones are overtaken by his lust and desire.

“You’re not leaving us unaffected either.” I glance past him at Mathew, who has one of his hands inside his fancy pyjamas, slowly moving. “See?”

The moan Luca tries but fails to suppress makes me grin.

“But maybe it’s not fair if you’re the only one who’s undressed.” I let go of him and climb back out of the bath, striding over to Mathew, feeling my slick leave cool trails between my bare legs. Pretty and fancy thongs really don’t do a damn thing if my mates turn me on like this.

Mathew looks up at me, licking his lips as his eyes go from my face to between my legs, making him moan as his hand in his pyjamas falters a moment.

I reach out and undo the buttons on his top, his body moving to meet my hands with every button I undo.

Then I push the shirt off and it falls down around his back and his arms. Fuck, his tattoos and muscles are stunning, especially when he sits like this, staring up at me, waiting for my next move.

Next, I take his braid and undo the bottom, quickly taking the strands apart and running my fingers through his beautiful black hair a few times, so it fans out better.

Then I let it go and it falls around him in the most delicious way possible, framing his body, making the way he shows off his body even harder to resist.

But I have to, at least for a few more moments.

“Bottoms off too.” I step back to give him some space, but not enough for him to get up. He moves awkwardly, his eyes shooting from me to Luca behind me and back, until he’s fully naked, kneeling in front of me, leaning forward, all hard muscles —and hard dick.

So eager.

“Fuck...” Luca’s low curse makes me smile, as his pheromones spike higher than before. If he thinks Mathew looks good like this, I’ve got plenty more to show him.

I push Mathew on his back, luckily, the plush bath mat is plenty big, since this isn’t the first time we’re having fun in here, and cold tiles against your bare ass aren’t the most fun.

Then I pull my night dress off over my head and step out of my totally soaked thong.

They’re no use anymore and are only going to get in the way.

Turning to Luca, I motion for him to come over. “It’s no fun if you’re so far away. We’ve got more space here.”

He awkwardly comes over, covering his hard cock with his hands, but it peeks out right above, like it’s being cheeky, making me smile.

Luca might be unsure and a little timid at times, but he seems to be up for a lot of fun things.

I reach out and he takes my hand, then I step over Mathew’s hips, looking at my tall Omega, who quickly reaches down and holds up his dick, so I won’t have to do anything myself.

“What are you...?” Luca’s question ends in a swallowed moan as without even a moment of doubt, I go down on my knees, spearing myself onto Mathew’s dick, while using the hand Luca is holding to balance myself.

Our moans bounce off the tiled walls, making them seem even longer and louder than they are.

Mathew is gripping the plush mat and the base of his dick tightly so he won’t come, and I know I’m not very far off either.

That’s what I get for sleeping for multiple days in a row and not having any orgasms in that time.

Usually, we have sex at least once, if not more, per day, so to go days without.

.. That’s not really something I’m used to, and now I’m already so close to coming that it’s almost comical.

Luca’s grip on my hand is tight and trembling, and when I look up at him, he’s struggling to keep himself under control too.

I tug on his arm, making him step closer, so he’s in better reach. I hold his hip with my other hand, and then wrap my lips around his cock, sucking softly, before licking the head. He tastes so good, heavenly.

“Vera!” He grips my shoulder, his trembling getting worse.

I take him in deeper, letting out a satisfied moan, and that’s all it takes to make him come, hard.

He bucks into my mouth, his movements erratic, his moans loud, his pheromones overwhelming the bathroom. When I glance up at him, his eyes are closed tightly shut, his body covered in a thin layer of sweat and his hair is stuck to his face in a way that makes him look even sexier.

So fucking good.

My pussy tightens around Mathew’s dick. I’m so close to coming, but I want to last just a few moments longer, just a few more moments, and it seems Mathew is holding on as long as I am.

When Luca seems to come back to earth, I let him slip from my mouth and turn to Mathew. Mathew’s dick almost grows inside me when he realises what I’m doing and he reaches out, pulling me close, crashing our mouths together.

I open my mouth, letting Mathew share in Luca’s cum, kissing Mathew as we share it, swallowing it down. He’s so excited.

Then Mathew grabs my hips and starts to move, slowly, small motions, using one of his thumbs to rub over my clit. But that’s all we need as we’re already way too wound up, way too turned on.

I come hard, clamping down around Mathew’s dick, which sets him off too and he grows inside me, coating my insides with his spunk. I get lost in the sensations, our pheromones, our moans, the way our bodies slide together, the way my pussy keeps tightening around Mathew, trying to milk him dry.

Fuck, so good.

So, so good.

When I finally come down, I notice that Luca is sitting next to us, almost in a heap, still holding my hand, softly sliding his other hand over my back before he explores some of Mathew’s tattoos that are visible.

“You still good?” I squeeze Luca’s hand lightly, and his eyes shoot to my face.

He carefully nods. “I think so. It’s not too bad yet.

Pretty good masks.” He keeps looking over us, like he finds it hard to believe to see us like this.

“I had no idea male Omegas had sex with female Omegas. Or that they could be this... Ehhh... Sizable?” His face flushes deep and he quickly glances away.

Mathew lets out a chuckle, pushing himself up slightly and I sit up straight, making him close his eyes for a moment from the change in sensation, before he manages to answer. “I don’t know about others, but I enjoy it. And not just female Omegas.”

Luca’s face snaps back to us, his eyes wide. “What?” He blinks, his pheromones suddenly spiking with a mix of curiosity and intrigue. “Do you mean, you’ve had sex with Riley?”

“Yeah, her too.” Mathew smirks, looking way too satisfied, and I smack his chest, making him grin at me. “Though, getting done by her is also really good, especially as the filling in a sexy lady sandwich.” He gives me a quick kiss, making me grin too. That was a lot of fun, I have to agree.

When I glance at Luca, the guy seems a little confused by all of it. “You’ll find out when one of us goes into heat again.”

Then I lean closer, so only Mathew can hear my words. “Do you want a toy, or Luca?”

I know he’s not satisfied yet, not with the way he keeps looking at Luca’s cock.

“Or do you want to see me on his cock?” I slide my hand down, between his legs, letting our combined slick and his cum coat my fingers as I circle my finger over his entrance, not breaching, just playing over it.

He moans deep, his body tight with desire, his wisteria pheromones finally coming out stronger, as strong as they’re going to get, anyway. “Me. I want. Please.” His words are rough, his breathing fast. “Let me be the filling.”

I grin. Of course. Because that’s what he loves the most.

My spoiled Omega.