Page 34 of Toxic Revenge, Part Two (Mafia Omegas #2)

His hand smacked my ass as he crawled around the bed to position himself behind me. I heard his clothes rustle as he stripped them off, and then two fingers gently pressed into my pussy.

“So fucking wet for me,” he murmured. “Let me make you scream before I fuck you.”

I wasn’t going to complain when he curled and thrust his fingers inside me. Rocking back into the touch, I moaned.

West’s hand wound through my hair, tugging until I peered up at him. He’d stripped out of his clothes and knelt in front of me, leaving him bare-chested with his hard cock bobbing in front of my face.

This close to my mouth, it seemed even more fucking huge.

I wasn’t quite sure how that monster was going to fit, but I wouldn’t back down from the challenge.

Flicking my tongue out, I licked the tip. He groaned. “Good girl. Let’s see how much you can fit.”

His grip tightened on my hair as I closed my lips around him. I slid down his length until I gagged, then pulled back.

That was like… half. Not even. I whined in frustration.

“That’s how much you can fit comfortably, then?” he asked.

I nodded.

“Perfect. Now I know how far I can push you.”

I barely had time to suck in a breath before he was pushing his cock back into my mouth. He watched me take it until I gagged again. Pulling his hips back, he stole inch after inch until I almost had nothing left.

Moaning around the head, I tried to suck him on my own, but he held fast to my hair with a husky chuckle.

“Don’t rush it, little omega. I control when you get to swallow me down, and when you get nothing.”

My whole body shivered at the implications of those words, Conrad’s skilled fingers teasing me closer and closer to the edge. Slick dripped down my thighs, core aching with the need to come.

When I was riding the edge of bliss, West pushed forward. He forced me to take his length as deep as he desired, his hold keeping me in place.

Mercer sucked hard on my nipple, and the abundance of sensations made my pussy flutter and pulse with release.

“There we go.” Conrad ran his lips down my spine as he purred the words. “That’s one. How many will you end up with tonight, hm?”

He chuckled when I impatiently pushed my hips back, but didn’t wait longer to give me what I was asking for.

His cock slid into my pussy right as West pulled out from my mouth. I groaned, my arms growing weak beneath me, but Mercer held me up so I didn’t collapse onto him.

It took me a second to adjust to the new waves of pleasure, but once I had, all I wanted was more. More of West’s cock pushing the limits of how much I could fit. More of Conrad’s rough thrusts. More of Mercer’s attention on my breasts.

Conrad grunted, slamming inside me again. I jolted forward, and West’s cock slipped down my throat.

He cursed loudly, using my hair to keep me there. I swallowed around his length, figuring out how to breathe around him. My eyes were teary by the time he slid free. “Fuck, was that alright?” he asked, panting.

“Yes, more.” I dug my nails into his thigh, trying to pull him back.

His hand gripped my hair tighter than before, using it as a handle to move my head right where he wanted it. Conrad and West fucked me in unison, leaving my mouth and pussy fuller than I thought possible one second, and achingly empty the next.

I lost myself to how good it felt to be ravished and adored by my pack.

They were quick to pull another orgasm from me, and Conrad gave in to the pleasure shortly after. I clenched down around him, instincts driving me to shove back onto his knot so his cum wouldn’t slide out of me. But I had another mate I needed inside of me, and I didn’t want to wait.

Conrad collapsed with a desperate groan, trailing kisses up my spine. He got close enough to my neck that I stiffened, but he noticed instantly and moved his ministrations back downward. His cock slid out of me, softening, letting a mess of cum and slick spill down my thighs.

“Fuck me, that was good.” He sprawled out on the bed, cheeks flushed.

I pulled off of West’s cock, breathing heavily. “Mercer.” All I did was say his name, but he knew exactly what I wanted.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’re not done with you yet,” Mercer growled.

Mercer moved me where he wanted me easily. My hips went down, core sliding along his length, and my torso was pushed upright—which my wrists thanked him for. West moved to the side to make it easier for me to lean down and take him into my mouth again.

Which I did immediately.

I wasn’t going to give him a chance to run. Not when I saw the pleasure in his dark eyes and could practically taste how close he was to release. I wanted to give him everything. I could handle that, despite his doubts.

“Good girl.” West re-gripped my hair, pushing my lips further over his length than I’d managed before.

I didn’t know how, but I didn’t gag. Moaning around his length, I peered up at him and tried to tell him with my eyes alone that I really liked what he was doing. That he should keep going. Again, he pulled me almost all the way off his cock, then shoved me back down.

Mercer grabbed my hips and slid me down onto his length.

I was a mess, held by my two alphas, every move controlled by them, and I couldn’t have asked for anything more. At my side, I felt Conrad’s touch along my waist, reminding me he was still there.

Using one hand to help me bounce myself on his cock, Mercer slid his other between my thighs. His fingers found my clit with unerring accuracy, rubbing in time with my riding.

My eyes closed, one hand braced on Mercer’s chest and the other grabbing West’s ass to keep him as close as possible. The pleasure built rapidly, but the peak didn’t feel satisfying enough. It was a tiny orgasm, barely a release.

But another started to build almost immediately. It took its time, ratcheting up a hint with every thrust from Mercer and West. They were building at the same pace as I was. When they came, I would too.

Grabbing my chin, his other hand still using my hair as a handle, West tilted my head slightly upward. “Open your eyes, princess,” he commanded. “I want you looking at me when we come.”

I managed to open them, half-lidded and my vision hazy from the overwhelming pleasure.

“Good girl.”

There was something about his voice calling me a good girl that I would never be able to handle. It was too fucking sexy. I groaned around his length, hips slamming down hard onto Mercer.

Before he could push me back up to keep fucking me, I pressed down more. His knot stretched me to the limit, teetering on that precipice between pleasure and pain.

Then he was locked inside of me and I was shuddering with my orgasm. Mercer’s release filled me, his groan echoing through the nesting room.

My gaze locked with West’s, and that sent him over the edge of bliss with the rest of us. He tried to pull out, but I used what little strength I had left to keep him where he was. I swallowed all I could of his release, the rest dripping down my chin.

He cursed up a storm when he pulled back to look at me, messy from his rough use of my mouth, but he didn’t seem upset. His eyes were glazed with lust, like he wanted to do it all over again.

“Told you I could handle it,” I said breathlessly.

“Could you ever. Christ.”

I laughed. West grabbed a corner of a bedsheet, using it to lightly pat at the wet spots on my chin and chest. When he was done, he pressed a kiss to the side of my head and wrapped his arms around me.

“You may be physically attached to her for the next fifteen minutes, but you still have to share her,” West said to Mercer. “Roll onto your side. I’m cuddling her.”

“What about me?” Conrad complained. “You two are really giving me the short end of the stick when it comes to cuddles.”

“We’re catching up on lost time.” Mercer rolled us over like West wanted. One of my legs was slung over his hip, our chests pressed together. West cozied up to my back.

“Oh, so now I’m being punished because I saw her for the goddess she is before you two did?” Conrad sounded indignant, but then he chuckled. “I should have known this would happen eventually.”

“I’ll be all over you when we get to round two, don’t worry,” I said.

Mercer’s cock twitched inside me. “Round two?”