Page 103 of Curvy Dirty Omega

That awful fucking pain was gone and I didn’t feel empty the way I had before. My body was finally clenching around something it desperately needed instead of nothing, and the fact that something happened to be attached to Liam was just a bonus.

His pheromones were better than ecstasy. They set every nerve ending on fire and pushed me to orgasm over and over. I’d never had so many before, or so close together. Fuck, just his tongue penetrating me had been enough for that first one. Almost like my body had been waiting for the smallest excuse to orgasm.

And now I had the taste of Cassius’s cum on my tongue. It tasted like green apples, making my mouth water even more. Liam’s orange and vanilla filled my nose, and the scent changed slightly the more Cassius let his pheromones out.

Together, they were the most decadent dessert and my throat felt gloriously used.

When Cassius looked down at me like this, I couldn’t help but think how beautifully cruel he looked – like the god of war himself. My very own Ares and Adonis. Would they kill each other for me just like the myth, or would they find a way to make this work?

I may be fucking gone – all hopped up on the pheromones and pleasure, but a small part of me knew they were barely holding on to whatever was keeping them from slaughtering each other.

But the sensation of Liam’s knot was quickly erasing that tiny voice in my head warning me this was going to be a problem until all I could think about was how good it felt to be fucked by a legacy alpha. Two knots? I’d always known it was a thing, but Jesus. Experiencing it was ruining me.

Even though I was so full I felt like I could burst, I needed more and somehow…

Somehow, Cassius knew.

“It’s not enough,” I confessed, almost afraid to tell him the truth, but the hunger in his eyes gave me hope.

Hope that maybe these two could actually make this insatiable heat finally stop. Maybe they really could give me what I so desperately needed without killing each other – without treating me like I was glass.

It just didn’t feel the same when they were gentle.

“Do you understand what more means?” Cassius asked, his grip on my chin tightening enough I winced. There’d definitely be bruises later, but I wanted those bruises.

I wanted them to break me until there was nothing left other than the pieces they wanted for themselves. I wanted their teeth to tear into me until even I could taste the blood on the air.

For the first time since I perfumed, I felt like I understood what it was to be an omega.

I wasn’t born to stand on my own. A solitary life was slowly killing me, but up until now, there hadn’t been a single person who could give me the more I needed so badly. I’d been starving my whole fucking life, and maybe – just maybe these two could feed me until I was satiated.

Being an omega meant I was made to be this way for an alpha – that I was made to handle someone like Liam when he needed me most – I could calm him in ways no one else could. I was made to turn this cruel, blue-eyed monster into my very own guard dog because he was looking at me like he desperately needed me to hold on to him.

Cassius was starving just like I was – desperate to be loved for what he was, not what he pretended to be.

“Lucy.” My name in that deep growl of his made me shiver and Liam groaned against my neck, making me press back into him again. “I asked you a question.”

“Knot me,” I practically begged, reaching for Cas’s delicious waist.

Would the rest of him feel just as good as his cock? Would it taste just as sweet and tart? How would I even fit that monstrous thing inside me when Liam was already stretching me so far I was pretty sure there was no going back? They would carve their bodies into mine and my flesh would never forget what they’d made me into.

Was it going to change me forever, or just for tonight?

“You’re going to break,” Liam warned, grabbing my throat to yank me up against his chest, exposing me to Cassius. “Do you see how big he is? You swallowed him down and yet it’s still so hard, isn’t it?”

Now the only thing I could think about was tasting that sweet tartness again, swallowing down more of him so he would fill me up in one way or another. How much would I have to swallow before it leaked out of my mouth the same way it would leak out of my pussy when Liam’s knot finally loosened enough to release me?

I wanted more – wanted to feel it pressing into the back of my throat again until I choked. That sticky sweet precum that was like icing was just too delicious to resist and I reached for him, half out of my mind again with this need that just wouldn’t stop.

“Jesus, Lucy.” Cassius still sounded like the god of war even with his voice strained like that, as if he were holding himself back, but that was the last thing I wanted.

I needed more.

“I want you to break me,” I tried to tell him. Maybe if they understood that I didn’t mind, they’d give it to me. Maybe if they understood that’s what I wanted more than anything, they’d stop worrying so much.

“Please.” I reached for Cassius again, but this time my hand was stretched towards his face. Were there any traces of his cum left on his lips from when he’d kissed me? Could I taste it if he slid his tongue into my mouth again?

I watched as too many emotions to identify warred in those beautiful, blue eyes until finally something else rose up to overtake them all. Something I recognized.

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