Page 132 of Three of a Kind

Noble works on his belt, and the jingling sound makes my nipples tighten. I’m pretty sure I’ve never had a physical reaction to the sound of a belt being removed, but their pheromones flood the air, and my entire body sizzles in response.

Maverick laughs, tugs his shirt off, and tosses it aside. The lazy smile that crosses his face has my thighs rubbing together as I desperately search for some friction on my clit.

Maverick still has on his backward baseball cap, but he pulls it off and flings it into the nearby chair. His arms hit the end of the bed, and he moves to climb over me.

My back hits the mattress as his scratchy fingers slide up my thighs. He grabs my panties and tugs them down, making sure his skin brushes mine during the entire experience. Once he’s done, he hovers over me with one foot on the floor and his knee between my thighs and gives me a quick but tender kiss that ends with my mouth chasing his.

Noble laughs. “You look like you’re half-terrified. Luckily, the bond gives us unparalleled insight into what you’re really feeling.” He crawls onto the bed at an angle and makes a show of licking my nipple over the material of my dress.

It distracts me so fully that it takes an extra second to realize Maverick’s warm breath fans over my pussy. He growls, and the sound makes my core leak slick.

Being an omega is embarrassing. It’s like my body sucks down their pheromones and responds accordingly.

“Hey, gorgeous.” Gunner moves to kneel on my other side and bends to capture my mouth. His beard scratches against my cheek at the same time Maverick buries his face in my pussy.

Noble cups my tits over the dress, but it gets hard to think or focus on any one thing.

Maverick has magical powers. There’s no other option. He works some sorcery with his fingers as his tongue circles my clit in a motion I didn’t know existed.

My thighs shake, and my shoulders tremble, but Noble and Gunner pull me up.

It changes the angle of Maverick’s fingers, and a long moan escapes as my head lulls around.

Gunner covers my mouth with his palm, getting very close to my ear. “It’s such a shame we have to be reasonably quiet, but once we make it to Virginia, all bets are off.”

“Just imagine how hoarse your throat is gonna be from all the screaming you’re going to do for us.” Noble gives my shoulders a solid shove back to the bed, and Gunner follows my mouth down with his hand.

I can’t see to know who it is, but I assume it’s Maverick who pushes on my pelvis.

Noble growls, grabbing my tit and giving it a solid squeeze. “Fuck, I’m a little remorseful I didn’t bite you here.”

Gunner chuckles. “The lower lip is a coveted location. I love nipping at it and feeling her arousal spill through the bond.” Pulling his hand away, he muffles my sounds with his mouth instead.

The pressure on my lower stomach, combined with Noble and Gunner, becomes too much.

Rebounding pleasure slams through my entire body as my core locks down on Maverick’s fingers.

He snarls, lapping at my clit.

Slick gushes out with each thrust of his thick digits in and out of me, and a wet sound fills the air. The begging moans that slip from my lips into the kiss with Gunner would embarrass me if I was more coherent.

Maverick continues to scissor his fingers as my core tries to lock them in place. It feels like the orgasm goes on forever, but the next thing I know, Maverick’s warmth disappears from between my legs.

The bond fills with all three of them as I try to decipher what’s happening. I think they just had a discussion and decided something without ever saying a word out loud.

Gunner pulls back, kneeling at my side, and a second later, Noble does the same. Maverick tugs me up until he’s hugging me and somehow manages to roll us until I’m on top of him, with one of my knees between his and the other on the outside.

Noble helps lift me, so I can easily reposition with both knees on the outside of Maverick’s.

Maverick settles his cock at my opening, and Noble gives me a little shove down by using his hold on my hips.

I’m ridiculously wet, and the stretch still takes my breath away.

“Fuck,” I moan, my nails digging into Maverick’s stomach.

“This might be impossible,” Gunner muses. “She never makes it very far.”

“Be right back,” Noble says, climbing off the mattress. “Do your best.”

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