Page 76 of Claiming Their Omega

“Fuck yeah, that feels amazing,” Jesse grunts. Easton traces circles around my hole with his thumb while Jesse continues fucking me, and every nerve ending lights up. He must know what he’s doing though because I feel myself start to loosen up. I’m still not sure I can comfortably stretch enough to take his cock there, but god, do I want to.

“Don’t worry, princess. I’ll make it good for you,” Easton says. A second later, when his tongue meets my hole, I jolt and squeeze Jesse again. This definitely isn’t anything I’ve done before, but there’s something about the raunchiness of it that drives me wild. If this is what Jesse meant when he said he could top the night I lost my virginity, then we’re off to a good start.

“That’s it, relax,” Easton says as his tongue flicks at my hole, and I shiver. He flattens his tongue against me and drags it across my hole in one long, slow movement, making me throw my head back as a low groan rises in my throat. I’m not ready to come yet, but between the overpowering sensations of Easton’s tongue and Jesse’s cock filling me up, I’m not sure I can fight it.

So, when Easton plunges a finger into me at the same time as his tongue, my entire body clenches to hold back the flood welling inside me.

“Oh my god,” I moan, and Jesse laughs.

“You’re driving her crazy. She’s ready. Give it to her.”

Need flames in me at his words—because he’s right. As incredible as this feels, I don’t think I can wait much longer to have both of their cocks inside me, filling me up. A hunger I can’t explain roils in my stomach at the thought. I glance over my shoulder at Easton, whose eager face is hovering above my cheeks, and nod at him.

“Do it. I want it.”

“As long as you’re sure.”

“One hundred percent,” I say, and I mean it. I’d trust these men with anything because I know they’d never hurt me, and that all they want is to make me feel good.

Easton smirks at me as he rises, gripping his thick cock. He runs his hand across my soaked pussy and palms his shaft, slicking it with my wetness, then lines himself up. Without pushing in, he places a hand on my lower back gingerly as Jesse pauses in his thrusting.

“Take a deep breath,” Easton instructs. I nod and do as I’m told. “Good, now release it slowly. I’m going to start working my way inside.”

I bite my lip in anticipation and watch as he rocks his hips forward. I feel myself opening as his cock head presses against my entrance, and I have to grip the sheets to keep from crying out from the amazing stretching feeling it brings. A few seconds later, I feel a sharp new sensation and can’t stop from moaning as his head passes through the tight ring of muscles.

“There you go. Are you okay?” Easton asks, stroking my back.

“Perfect,” I gasp, taking a series of deep breaths to help myself adjust to his girth. It’s not painful, but it’s not a sensation I’m used to either.

“Just keep breathing. It’ll help,” Easton says and waits for me to take several deep breaths in and out before he moves again. He pushes his hips forward slowly on my last exhale and slides deeper into me, stretching me and making my eyes widen. “Is that okay?”

“Yes,” I moan. It’s the only word I can manage to get out. The feeling is so intense it’s almost overpowering, but in the best way. Easton pauses to give me another couple of seconds to adjust, then keeps working his way into me. It takes a few minutes of starting and stopping like this, but eventually, his hips meet my ass cheeks.

“There you go,” he says, sounding pleased with me and himself. He rubs my cheek affectionately. “You’re taking all of me, just like I knew you could. You’re such a good girl, princess.”

“Yes, she is,” Jesse agrees before taking a gentle stroke into me. I cry out because the feeling of them both inside me is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. “I told you I could top it. Are you ready, wildcard?”

“God, yes,” I moan, and when the two of them begin drawing out of me at the same time, a ragged breath shudders out of me.

“Fuck,” I whimper, my eyes watering from the pleasure. And when they push into me again simultaneously, I clutch the sheets to keep myself from floating away into unconsciousness.

“There you go. What a good little Omega,” Jesse says and pulls my mouth back into his to kiss me.

He and Easton quickly find a rhythm. When one of them pulls back, the other plunges in, and I feel like I’m burning from the inside. Their cocks grind against each other with nothing but my thin walls between them, and every little movement they make is like an earthquake to my senses.

I already feel like I’m going to come. And it’s going to be shattering.

“We’re going to knot you just like this. Both of us,” Jesse says hungrily when we break our kiss, using his feet to lift off the mattress and drive deeper into me. I’m so high, so lost in the pleasure they’re giving me, that his words barely register.

I’m at their mercy. And that’s exactly where I want to be. I can’t wait to feel both of their knots in me.

Like they can hear my thoughts, Jesse and Easton alternate thrusts so I never come down from the peak of pleasure I’m teetering on. I just keep inching closer and closer to the edge. My eyes close on their own, saving my brain’s bandwidth for the overwhelming sensations that are coursing through my body as an orgasm begins welling in me. Easton leans over me, reaching under me to twist and fondle my nipples while driving deeper into me from this new angle, and I stop breathing for a second.

Then I come. Hard.

“Fuck yeah, show us how good you feel,” Jesse demands as my entire body shudders. My knees buckle as I cry out, drowning out his words, but he holds me in place to keep me from collapsing into him. Easton keeps thrusting into my ass, slowing down to enjoy the way I’m spasming around his cock.

“Shit, I can’t hold on,” he grunts after a long moment. “You’re too damn perfect. Here comes my knot, princess. Fuck. Fuck!”

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