Page 24 of Small Town Shy Omega (Applewood Falls #1)

Josh purred, and Blake gazed at me like I was beauty personified. Dreydon growled, hand going to his jeans.

They stripped, and seeing their rough, naked male bodies turned me on. Three powerful men, Dreydon covered in scars and tattoos… They were ripped, rugged, and masculine.

They approached me, and I’d never seen abs so hard. Their cocks were hard as fuck too.

“Baby,” Josh purred, circling his thumb over my jaw. “You don’t know how perfect you are. Do you?”

I wanted to believe him. These were my Alphas, damnit—they cared for me, protected me, and I could trust them.

But my insecurities still lingered.

“My last pack didn't treat me so kind.” I looked away, because staring into Josh’s eyes was a death sentence.

My heart slammed—fast, strong, though my Alphas didn’t. Their hearts beat slowly, leisurely—as if I was the one who was weak and fluttering, and they were… in control.

Just… strong.

Paradigms of strength, though not too much strength—though they’d fight wind and rain for me, they were still soft. Cozy and sweet. Just as I liked.

Dreydon let out a growl.

“Layla, enough of this. Enough letting your insecurities win. You’re a queen, and queens deserve to be pleasured. You’re well into your heat, baby—your pretty perfume is wafting around us, and it smells so, so good.”

“Can you scent me?”

“I could take a bath in that scent. Bubbles that pop. Bubbles I rub on my chest, face, beard. As Santa Claus.”

Time to be brave, I thought. Now was not the time to be the scared Omega I was in the past.

“I stand before you naked. Scenting and perfuming. My body is on fire, and I need your ice.”

Josh growled, and I watched as each of my Alphas’ cocks got harder.

I moaned, throwing my head back.

“Baby,” Dreydon growled, milking his shaft, “you’re a goddess, Layla. A goddess.”

“I’m not the most forward girl. But my Omega is,” I said seductively.

Josh held my head back, and I moaned as Dreydon crushed his lips to my neck. The great beast fed on me—Dreydon, the tattooed combat vet. How many men had he crushed on the battlefield? How many wars had he seen, how much death and destruction?

Dreydon growled, gripping my side, his tongue licking my neck. Two lips sucked on my skin—I cried out, my head whip-snapping back.

Blake went behind me, and tugged at my hair from behind. He sniffed my hair, a low growl escaping him.

I was naked, totally naked in the presence of my Alphas.

Blake’s hard cock pressed against me, its length on my back. I cried out, the feeling so strong, like a beam in velvet. It rubbed against me—up, down. Side to side, seeking purchase in my figure.

“Your body,” Josh worshipped, his voice a low growl as he dragged a finger up my jawline. “Fuck, Layla… You’re a miracle.”

My Alphas thought I was a miracle.

Dreydon dipping down, taking my tit in his mouth.

Swirling his tongue around my nipple, sensations of electricity shot up me.

They complemented the storm raging outside, and as a bolt crashed outside the window, I cried out from stimulation.

The Alpha rubbed his finger around my nipple, growling and sucking.

He bit the taut bud, my skin dragging in his teeth.

“Layla,” Dreydon bellowed, and scared as I was, I didn't look down. I… couldn’t. What I’d see, I didn’t know. And I didn't wish to know, because the sight of Dreydon, the third and strongest Alpha, worshipping me would be too much.

He sucked on my tit, gripping it tightly. I cried out, tendrils of flame shooting through me. Josh held my head back tight, preventing me from moving too much.

And Blake? From behind his hands gripped my hips.

I was surrounded. Blake dipped his teeth to my neck, sucking it in place of Dreydon’s absent mouth. Three Alphas, three grown men surrounded me, and with my last pack, I’d never been surrounded like this.

Three men. Each wanted me, each ravenous with desire.

Blake rubbed my hips, his hard member on my backside. He moved it down, smacking it against my ass, the tip spearing my crack, not entering, just hovering there. Just… there. A hard cock, a sword encased in a velvet sheet. Pressing against my ass. Letting me know it was just… there.

Dreydon fingered my nipples. Moaning, I canted against his lips—pressing my body to his face, needing more. Whatever he gave me, I needed more I thought, and a gasp escaped me. Electricity sparked up my body, sheathing me in an iron grip.

Pinch —the pinch came on so sudden, and when Dreydon growled as he turned his head up, I cried out from pain/pleasure.

I was so on fire… three grown men, each touching me. Each hugging on me, a hard cock pressing against me… Meaty, grizzled lips on my tits. A man’s lips, an Alpha’s. Strong and powerful and unyielding.

“Such a perfect body,” Dreydon breathed, and he tugged at both titties—then, dropping to his knees he kissed at my belly.

One Alpha kissing my belly. Another behind me with his hands on my hips, rutting his cock on me. And the third? Josh kept my head back, preventing me from wriggling away. And that’s exactly what I wanted.

“Hand out, Layla.” Josh’s voice was deep, low and commandeering.

I did as he said. I listened to my Alpha, because in this whirlwind of a moment, what choice did I have?

A meaty, man’s cock was placed in my hand. I gripped it, and Josh slithered it up and down, masculine and raw and Alpha. A whimpered escaped me, and Blake trapped my gasps by biting my ear, silencing me.

I was touching… such a big cock, and it was all man, all Alpha.

It was big.

Bigger than any pack I’d ever been with, and it rivaled the endowed men in my paperback fantasies.

No book boyfriend compared to this, I whimpered, knowing it was true. My scent wafted around me, pink and berry in a perfectly mixed perfume.

Dreydon sucked at my belly, and I groaned as Blake licked my ear. I still jerked Josh’s cock, unable to believe how slick and rigid it was. It was like bark, I thought, shivers running up my spine. Rough bark surrounded by a silk I wished to rub my cheek on.

Josh growled, allowing me to touch his balls.

I cried out, the hot orbs falling into my palm—I’d never touched an Alpha’s balls before, they were thick and weighty.

He rubbed them around, and I rolled them in my palm—just rolled, because I felt my wrist breaking.

They were too heavy, Josh’s balls were like weights, I could hardly support them.

Josh’s enormous cock went back to my palm. The tip was poking my wrist, and hot pre smeared up my skin.

Blake growled in my ear, sending panicked tingles up my spine.

“Three Alphas,” Blake growled, and he rutted his hard cock against my ass. “Whose cock are you going take first, Omega?”

“Dreydon’s,” I whispered, needing it.

Blake murmured, fingers cinching around my neck. “He’s the biggest,” he whispered, his voice giving me chills. “You sure you can handle that?”

“I can handle it.” I was strong, damnit. I could handle anything—anything an Alpha could do, I could do it better.

They led me to the bed.

Dreydon was on top of me in a moment, a great big body of sheer Alpha masculinity. He growled, hips pumping, cock loading its erection. The tip graced my sensitive region, and I cried out—I mewled, legs latching around his.

“Knot me,” I cried out, sweat pouring down my forehead. “Oh Dreydon—I need your big cock, please!”

“Baby,” Dreydon growled, sweat on his forehead. “If I knot you, you’ll get pregnant.”

Josh approached me from the side, his hard dick bumping against my cheek. “Baby,” he growled, “we can’t risk that. Not so soon…”

“Please,” I begged, a whiney heat-mewl escaping me. “Dreydon, I need it… right in my pussy. Put it in, Dreydon! Pleeeease!”

Dreydon growled, a man on the verge. A man tempted by life itself, he was staring into my mauve-and-sparkle eyes ringed with sin.

“Blown,” Dreydon growled, hot breath ghosting my lips. “Totally blown, she’s gone.”

“Baby, you didn't give your consent for this,” Blake said seriously, wrapping Layla’s purple hair around his dick. “We can’t impregnate you during a heat. Without your consent. We have to discuss that before, baby. Are we getting through to you? Can you hear us?”

“I need it,” I gasped, a gurgle rattling in my throat. “Fuck, fuck my tight pussy with that shaft, Dreydon! Fuck fuck FUCK my tight little slit, come on—give it to me, my Omega needs it!”

The tip pushed into my lips.

I cried out, gurgling as I craved more… My legs latched onto his. Needed it—every part of my body thrummed, burned with life.

“Can’t stop,” Dreydon groaned, mammoth warrior’s body shaking. “Fuck, it’s worse than on the battlefield firing my machine gun… Couldn’t stop firing, killed so many men. So many enemies. Baby, need a condom…”

“No,” I demanded, fists banging on his shoulders. “No condom.”

“Do we have a knot condom?” Blake demanded, searching around.

Josh looked around frantically, not finding a knot condom.

“Here,” Josh growled, handing Dreydon the first thing he saw.

“A book?”

Dreydon stared in shock at the pink paperback book.

It was a romance novel, but it was big and girthy.

Wrapped in a tight cylinder, it might just work.

“I can’t use one of Layla’s romance novels as a knot condom,” Dreydon growled, panicked as his cock burned. “It won’t work.”

“The novel is nine-hundred pages,” Blake said seriously. “It’ll work, Dreydon. It has to.”

With no other option, Dreydon pulled his enormous shaft from my tightness.

He groaned, pumping his shaft, the enormous length fitting in the pastel pink romance novel he wrapped around it.

“I can’t use this pink romance novel as a knot condom. It’s not going to stop my cock from swelling.”

“Use it,” Blake said seriously, pure panic in his voice. “Come on, man—Layla’s gonna force a knot, and you’ll impregnate the Omega. Right here on this bed.”

“My cock can hardly fit in it.”

“Rip some pages out,” Josh urged, manly panic in his voice. “We don’t have much time.”

Roaring, Dreydon mightily ripped the pages out.