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VINCENT

T his omega. Her sweetness and willpower to conquer everything is going to drive me absolutely crazy. I just want to fucking eat her. Which is probably why she needs to bond with Oliver. I'm not a very soothing presence in our bond lately.

I need to figure it out, but that's a phone call for later. Right now, I have a beta and an omega tongue dueling in my mouth.

It's sloppy but so fucking sexy it's nearly impossible not to blow my load before my dick's been touched. Amaya whimpers prettily and thrusts her chest into mine. Her sounds shift from pleasure to frustration so fast I yank away from them to study her face.

Flushed with an adorable pout plumping her bottom lip, she distracts me for a moment, then I see tears welling in her eyes. "What's wrong?"

That damn lip wobbles and I about panic until she huffs and tosses her blanket off her lap. Pointing to her booted ankle, she growls, "I want it off."

"Soon, baby," Oli coos while sweeping her hair off her neck. His trail of open-mouth kisses and flicks of his tongue has our omega panting between us once more.

It has to be annoying to be careful how she moves her leg. Instead of letting her think about how this will go with the three of us on the couch, I'm about to offer a solution when she beats me to it.

"I want to watch," she breathes with her head tipped back against the couch.

Enraptured by her beauty, I tug her loose shirt down and swipe my tongue through the valley of her breasts. I'm rewarded with a soft puff of breath on my forehead. Oliver groans in response.

"Who will love on you while I make our beta scream, then?"

"Sammy," Amaya purrs, lifting her head up to look at the alpha she wants.

Oliver cocks his head at me, drawing my attention away from the eye fucking happening over my shoulder. "And you think you can make me scream?"

A dark chuckle falls from my lips as I reach my hand forward to pinch his bottom lip. "I may have no experience with men, but mark my words, when my cock is in your ass, you will absolutely be screaming."

His mouth pops open when I release my hold on his lip. "You-you've never been with a guy?"

I shake my head while stealing a glance at Amaya when her sweet lavender scent explodes a little more around us. She likes something that I've said . "No, but I think I have someone pretty eager to help me figure it out."

"Damn right," Emmett barks out. I smirk as Oliver's cheeks turn pink. "Oli, clothes off before our omega turns feral for waiting too long."

He's right. Amaya is practically vibrating between us; the tension sparking with lust and need.

A hand moves into my line of sight. Sam reaches for our mate. "Come here, Petal. Let them give you a show while I take care of you, hmm?"

Nodding, Amaya lets Samuel pull her up and help her into his lap on the other side of the sectional. Sideways with her leg propped up on a pillow, Sam settles a hand on her stomach while his other one pets circles along her collarbone.

Meanwhile, Oliver scrambles to get his clothes off while Em watches with fire blazing in his eyes. He's like a swirling pit of fucking lava in my chest right now, lighting me up like a damn hellhound ready to pounce on my beta.

"Fuck," I grunt as Oli's cock springs free. A string of precum dangles between his thighs, and without thought, I tug him toward me by the back of his legs and swallow my gift.

"Oh shit," he gasps and tries to thrust his cock into my mouth, but an arm wrapping around his waist forces him to stop.

"No, no," Emmett warns, dipping his nose into the crook of Oliver's throat. "Let me show our alpha how you like it."

Warm brown eyes snap to mine, holding me hostage. The dominant vibes rolling off of Emmett in minty waves are so fucking sexy I have to yank my pants down to free myself.

Oliver gasps and moves a little, making me jolt and my cock bounce. Emmett grins and explains what he is doing. "You get your fingers nice and wet first, Alpha. Then you make sure our beta is calm and relaxed so he can take you. Swirl your finger around the rim long enough for him to start panting, then slide in, oh so slowly," he murmurs. All the while, Oliver's eyes roll into the back of his head.

Just as Oli starts wiggling some more, Emmett nips his neck and shifts behind him. A long guttural groan explodes from Oliver. Em says, "You add in a second finger when he starts getting greedy. Spread them wide and scissor them so you can fit your fat cock in his tight ass."

Unable to control myself, I wrap my hand around my cock and give it a squeeze. Leaning forward, I lick the next drop of precum from my beta. I'm quickly finding his taste really damn addicting.

A high-pitched whine startles me out of the entrancing demonstration that Emmett is putting on. We all shift to see Amaya shirtless, sprawled against Sam in her white sports bra and blue sleep shorts stretched around his wrist. Her alpha's attention is only on her and not on what we're doing to his brother.

"Holy hell," Oli mumbles which quickly turns into a throaty moan. "Please. Fuck, I need more."

Emmett's eyes darken, and the internal struggle to let his beta go shoots feral flames through our bond. "Then," he growls, narrowing his gaze on me, "you fuck our beta."

With those words, Emmett shoves Oliver toward me with his ass stretched and dripping in lube for me. Without hesitation, Oliver climbs onto my lap with a frantic need I'm going to fulfill.

"Vincent," Oli pleads, grinding his ass on my throbbing cock. "Alpha. Can I?"

I study him for a moment, memorizing the wild brown curls in disarray across his forehead. "Take it," I urge, grabbing his hips and guiding him down.

"Yeeesss," Oliver hisses, throwing his head back and jerking his cock at the same time I slide home. "More."

"Demanding," I grunt and thrust up into his hot fucking hole. He clenches and I about lose my damn mind. "Mine," I snap, batting his hand away from his swollen dick and replace it with my own.

Absently, I notice Em sitting near us and tugging on his own cock, but all my focus is on the pleasure zapping through my balls and the bond with my omega and alpha.

Tapping into how my omega is feeling as she writhes against Samuel, I share with the group. "Amaya's close to coming, Beta. Do you think we can get there with her?"

Nodding his head like a good fucking man, I pump him faster and fuck him deeper. He bounces on my knot that pulses for him. Amaya screams, and my balls draw up. We don't come with her, though, because she immediately scrambles across the couch and sinks her little fangs into the meaty part of Oliver's shoulder.

His shout of pleasure clenches my cock so hard I see fucking stars and come just as his release paints my chest and stomach. Emmett moans beside us, adding another sexy layer to our bonding. In the midst of all the pleasure, I turn my head and bite down on Oli's wrist, which rests by my head.

A high-pitched ringing steals my hearing as the three of us collapse against each other. Green cradles the haze of gold and swirls of brown in my soul.

With my mates cuddled near me, and my packmate giving our omega some water, everything is one step closer to being right in the world.