Page 32 of Corrupt Me

“He will be in a few weeks. Not sure the actual date because he’s usually on suppressants. Mmm, I can see that there are a lot of things we still have to talk about with this new dynamic. What do you think about when it comes to Sasha’s heat? Is it excitement? Discomfort? Fear?” Amiri releases my chin and strings an arm around my waist to pull me into his side. His other hand moves into my hair, combing through my loose curls.

I feel so exposed pressed against him like this and yet relaxed with the way he’s basically petting me, his purr starting to thrum through his chest. “A little excited. Would I even be allowed in his nest?” Sasha’s heat isn’t something I put any thought into. For so many years, my entire life revolved around finding an Alpha. Heats weren’t something I focused on. I have never dated an Omega and other than Ethan, I don’t spend a lot of time around Omegas.

Amiri chuckles, both of us staring at Sasha as he brings another blanket and three bags of chips. “You will always be allowed in my nest, buttercup. Always.” He runs a few fingers across my cheek and then disappears again before returning with three bottles of water. “Now move. I need to rearrange the pillows. They’re all wrong.”

A giggle falls from my lips as Amiri and I are discarded to the edge of the room, Sasha propping and placing items across the couch until it looks like the coziest little cocoon. He grunts and then rearranges one of the pillows before chucking it across the room and then gesturing for me to come closer. Sasha plops himself in the middle and then drags me into his lap so that my legs are dangling off the side of the couch, a heavy blanket dragged over us.

“There. It’s perfect. And Kol can sit here and Ames can sit here.”

Amiri chuckles as he climbs into the massively cushioned nest, bringing the chips and water within reach. “Comfortable, Sash?”

“Yes.”

I feel like I’ve been swaddled, Sasha’s arms wrapping tightly around my stomach, his chin hanging over my shoulder. His sweet scent is fluctuating between soft and syrupy, his cock thickening against my ass. If this was a day for relaxation, I’m not entirely sure we’re going to make it before a whine slips from my throat.

It’s barely a few hours later, Amiri and Kolsen are on either side of us, the mixture of their scents and heat keeping me on edge. Each of them has a hand on my knee, slowly pulling them apart so that I’m splayed open on Sasha’s lap. What really does me in is when one of Sasha’s hands takes a downward turn before we even get through the first movie.

“Seriously?” I whisper.

Sasha runs his nose along my cheek as two fingers play across my inner thigh. “I want your scent all over these blankets so I can suffocate in them when they’re back in my nest.”

My breath catches in my throat as his other hand angles upward to cradle one of my breasts. “Sasha, what-”

Amiri pauses the movie before leaning in to explain. “He wants you to come all over his fingers so that your scent blasts through the room. I quite enjoy the moments before his heat, moments where he finds our cum more fascinating than anything else. Constantly needing it, wanting to be coated in it. Hell, he’s on his knees most days when he isn’t experiencing a heat spike.”

My face flames at the image of Sasha constantly seeking me out for sex, pleasure, and orgasms. Reid has explained Ethan’s heats to me in as little detail as possible because it involves my brother but the idea of being sex-crazed for days doesn’t terrify me as much as I thought it would. Add in the fact that Sasha’s fingers have found their way into my panties and I can’t concentrate on anything other than his fingers swiping through my folds.

“We’re supposed to be relaxing and watching movies,” I hiss, my traitorous hips trying to ride Sasha’s fingers. The Omega giggles, nibbling on my ear lobe, paying my pleas no mind. His attention on my left tit continues, Sasha pinching and plucking at my nipple until I’m whimpering for more than the light touches he’s giving me. It doesn’t help when Sasha starts to thrust up against my ass, seemingly losing himself in the motion.

I don’t understand what this is.

Until Sasha’s scent blasts through the room.

“Is he in heat?” I ask, mildly concerned.

Amiri shakes his head. “Just a spike, sweetheart. However, he’s going to need a knot, and as pretty as you are, I’m not sure you have one of those.” He plucks me off of Sasha’s lap much to the Omega’s disappointment but his expression morphs into relief when Kolsen reaches for him. “Kol is going to fuck our pretty Omega, sweetheart. He’s even built a nest so he doesn’t have to go to the back room.”

Kolsen is calmly stripping Sasha of his clothes, the Omega’s cock at attention, leaking profusely. There’s a thin layer of sweat covering his gorgeous dark skin, his brows pinched together in what looks like a mixture of agony and lust. Kolsen is down to his boxers a second later, positioning Sasha on his hands and knees facing me and Amiri. My Omega arches his back, placing most of his weight on his arms braced on the couch, giving me a perfect view of Kolsen kneeling behind him.

Is this really happening?

“It is,” Amiri whispers and I suck my bottom lip into my mouth, horrified that not even my thoughts are silent. “Do you want to watch?” His voice is like molasses and darkness, melting me into a puddle as I stare at the way Kolsen is palming Sasha’s ass. I can’t find my words as Kolsen discards the last bit of clothing, revealing the cock that I felt pressed up against me last night. It’s thick and long, his knot already fluttering at the base.

I’ve never found them appealing, just something to give me a much-needed orgasm but Kolsen’s… I want it. In my mouth. In my pussy. I might even let him go near my ass one day. It’s as if every man in the room has a window into my head, three strained groans pouring into the room. I shake myself back to reality, my ass firmly perched on Amiri’s lap, our legs hanging off the side of the couch.

“Participate or watch, sweetheart?” Amiri slowly widens his knees, pulling me open again much like they had earlier. How am I supposed to talk in this situation? Kolsen and Sasha are watching as Amiri gathers up the bottom of my dress, his thumb massaging my thighs. “I need an answer before we go any further. Your Omega needs a knot. He’s straining for it.” Sasha’s scent isn’t making it any easier to concentrate, Amiri’s control astounding. His cock is thick against my ass and I’m doing my best not to push back against it. “Words, Camila.”

“Yes. I want to participate. Fuck.”

Kolsen chuckles at my lone curse word and I can just feel that he’s going to put me through a challenge at some point to try and drag more out of me. I don’t use them often but I might enjoy saying them for him. Kolsen swats Sasha’s ass one more time before driving into him, starting up a furious pace that has me heating up from the inside out. The sound of Sasha’s slick and Kolsen’s deep thrusts echo through the room as Amiri continues to widen his thighs until I’m stretched open.

I’m helped out of my dress, Amiri hooking his thumbs in my panties a second later. A yelp tears from my throat as the fabric is ripped off of me, my Alpha chuckling at my reaction. He doesn’t give me time to focus, though as he asks me another question. “How far do you want this to go, sweetheart? Do you want to ride my fingers and watch Sasha suck them dry?” Amiri dips his head to the expanse of skin above my shoulder, a hand slowly encasing my neck and pulling it to the side to give him better access. “Or do you want me to stuff you with my cock and let Sasha taste us both until you’re screaming for mercy?”

Sasha’s eyes are locked on my bare pussy, Kolsen lost in rut, snarling and growling as he pumps his Omega full. It’s a glorious sight to watch but Amiri is right. I do want to participate and the longer I sit here, thinking about Amiri fucking me, the more I want it. “The second one, please.”

Amiri chuckles. “Goddess, you’re adorable. Say the words, Camila. Tell me what you want or I won’t give it to you. I’ll drop you off in the guest bedroom and have you stay there until dinner. Let you hear those sweet sounds Sasha is making but not let you participate. Words, Camila.”

Kolsen had me do something similar last night. It’s a little awkward. Who am I kidding? This is downright embarrassing. “I would like you to fuck me.”

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