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Her throat feels like it's convulsing around my aching cock when she deep throats me. Then I'm sinking even fucking further, followed by a hotter than hell choke and moan that vibrates my balls.

I can't. God, I can't. It's so good.

"Goddamn, that mouth baby girl," I groan and lift my head to look down at her.

Sparkly blue eyes shine up at me, tears slipping from them. It doesn't worry me. I know that look from the many times I've sucked our alpha off. Then she gags, and I can't hold back anymore seeing the spit dribble from the corner of her mouth.

"Oh fuck. Freya. Omega, I'm gonna come!"

Her dainty little nose hits my pubic bone, and her moan shatters me. Absolutely shatters me.

Pressure builds and explodes down her throat in spurts of cum that she swallows like the greedy little omega she is.

I can't peel my eyes from the back of my skull, but once I'm finally able to function, I see the beautiful sight of Elliott shoving his tongue down her throat in hopes of getting a taste of me.

Then the most amazing thing happens.

Freya shoves him and straddles the big alpha. Dominating him. Elliott may allow it, but if the feral thirst in her eyes is anything to go by, I don't think he has any other choice.

"More cum," she snarls.

Damn... I don't know if she's turning me on or scaring me, but there's no way I'm leaving. My omega can have everything and anything she demands of me.

Chapter Fifty-Eight

ELLIOTT

"Christ," Lucas moans.

He can say that again. It's been two damn days of our omega doing her best to please her mates. It's not how this should be going at all, but it's like the sexy thing has something to prove.

I may have held back during her first heat, but I sure as shit haven't this time. Although, I think most of it has been a result of her determination to make this the best experience possible for us.

Believe me, we have tried our best to force Freya into being a pillow princess, but even when our heads are buried between her thighs, she demands a cock in her mouth or cum painting her chest.

"Shit, sweetheart. I'm gonna come," Lucas grits out.

The warning doesn't make our girl slow. If anything, she doubles her efforts with slurping gulps and hollowed cheeks. Her pert little ass is in the air just asking to be given attention, but she demanded to swallow our cum, this time in a line formation.

"Fuck, fuck, FUCK!"

I smirk at Luke's lack of control. Hell, I'm pretty sure he only lasted forty seconds. My grin fades when Freya pops off his cock, swipes a dribble of come off her chin and sucks it off her thumb.

So fucking sexy.

Having sucked the two brothers dry, they're free to settle back and rest while she takes everything else she wants. Ronan has been great at guiding all of us, but I know he's been a bit baffled by our omega's need to please us instead of demanding we please her.

His advice was along the lines of, give her whatever she wants.

And, wow, has our girl been pretty damn vocal about her wants and needs. I'm proud of her and I hope like hell it trickles over into our everyday life.

My cock bounces when her wild blue eyes lock on it. Crawling on her hands and knees, Freya's tits and little waist sway seductively.

The hungry little minx doesn't even look at my face, just my aching dick.

"Actually, Omega," I interrupt her pursuit with a firm grip on her chin. "I want something else."

Ronan growls softly, but I ignore him in favor of gripping my beta’s cock in my hand and looking at him.

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