Page 15 of Packed Up In Vegas

Diego, the absolute fucker, was the first to get his mouth on her cunt and Callie arched like a cat beneath the attention. Amir was back on her tit, and our sweet little mate could barely contain herself. She had a white-knuckle grip on Amir’s and Diego’s hair, and I had to pull back for her to catch her breath, her panting growing as frantic as the roll of her hips.

I wanted to get my cock into her so fucking badly.

Realistically, I could. It was a bit out of order, but Callie could decline if she didn’t want to. I shucked my pants and climbed properly onto the bed, lifting her head to rest on my thighs. I waited until Diego shattered her, letting her ride that wave before pressing my cock close enough for her to reach. Her tongue laved along the underside and I nearly came out of my skin. I had to check every instinct to lace my fingers into her hair and turn her head so I could fuck straight into those perfect lips.

Maybe later.

Callie sucked at the skin and wiggled around, whining at me until I lifted her head enough that she could get her mouth on the tip of my cock.

Plenty of omegas had done this for me—hell, plenty of people in general—but none of them compared to every eager, muffled sound my omega made as she used my hand to support her bobbing on my cock. Diego might’ve gotten his mouth on her first, but I had the honor of being the first of us she took of her own volition.

“That’s my good girl. Hungry for cock, are you?”

Her eyes popped open, a half second of clarity in them before Amir wrapped his hand over her throat and obliterated whatever self-consciousness had managed to slip through her heat.

That was the goal, after all. Make her so deliciously, desperately needy that she wouldn’t have a spare bit of space in her brain to feel anything but desire.

“So perfect, and all ours.”

Whether it was Miles or fate that had dropped her in our laps, I didn’t even fucking care at this moment. All that mattered was that Callie was ours.

Icouldn’t think. All I could do was feel every mouth and hand on me. Who gave Kai the right to taste so fucking good? Whoever had designed alphas and omegas so that cum and slick tasted like our scents was a fucking genius.

I had never liked sucking Jerry’s dick, though it was certainly one of his favorite activities. With Kai I couldn’t get enough. That cinnamon flavor bathed my tongue and I savored every shuddering breath I drew out of him. With my eyes squeezed shut, I couldn’t tell who else was where, only that fingers were buried in my pussy, a tongue was on my clit, and an insistent mouth was teasing my nipple.

Pleasure ratcheted tight and deep and I broke apart again, heat making my head swim and my hips writhe.

“Ready, princess?”

I blinked blurry eyes, seeing Amir looking at me. “Ready for what?”

A ripple of laughter in the distance snapped me to attention and I whipped my gaze toward the theater seating. They were all fuzzy blobs thanks to the spotlight, but I’d almost forgotten they were there.

Amir grabbed my chin and turned me back to him. “Don’t look at them. Be a good girl and get on your hands and knees for me.”

When I didn’t immediately move, he smacked my thigh. I squeaked, though it hadn’t been hard enough to hurt, just to get my attention. As loath as I was to pull away from who I now knew was Diego between my thighs, I complied with Amir’s instruction. I groaned as I shifted, Diego’s fingers sliding free. Kai helped me balance as I unsteadily got onto my knees. Amir adjusted my position so that I was parallel to the crowd.

I looked at Kai for reassurance.

“I’m right here, little dove. Are you going to be a good girl and let Amir fuck you? I’ll be so proud of you taking him.”

I nodded like a bobblehead and leaned into his soft hand stroking over my hair.

I held stock-still when Amir grabbed my hips and I felt the first bit of pressure from the tip of his cock notching in my pussy.

Anticipation filled the air and I glanced over at the crowd. Amir’s hand cracked against my ass and I yelped, squeezing against the little bit of him he had gotten inside me. “What did I say, princess?”

I turned back to Kai.

“Why don’t you give Diego some attention after he took such good care of you?”

“Okay.” I shivered.

Kai moved over and Diego took his place, his cock standing proudly, his clove and nutmeg scent instantly filling my senses. I let my forehead rest against Diego’s stomach, my breath hitching at the slow invasion of Amir. My pussy stretched, the slight burn making me lightheaded as I carefully rocked to take him in. Amir wasn’t patient for long and dragged me back until my ass cheeks were pressed to his stomach.

“Fuck.” I panted against Diego, who had a comforting hand on my hair. That comfort only gave me another moment of reprieve before his fingers curled in my hair and lifted my head.

Just like with Kai, my mouth popped open on reflex so I could get the flavor of him on my tongue. Amir’s first proper thrust had my eyes rolling back and I moaned around Diego’s cock. Then he moved too, the two of them trapping me between them, and I couldn’t do a damn thing except hold still and take it.

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