Page 15 of Pixel Perfect Pack

“Sweet girl,” I murmur, leaning forward to rub my cheek against the top of her head. Adair’s movements stall and Jess whines in protest, her legs spreading and her hand delving beneath the waistband of her pyjamas.

“I’ll hold her,” Adair says, shaking his head as though trying to clear it of all the impure thoughts. He shifts until he’s sat behind Jess, his knees on either side of her. “Kito’s going to take care of you, mo chridhe.” The Scots Gaelic is lost on me but Jess seems to understand. She arches her head back against Adair’s chest, the pupils in her doe eyes blown wide as she studies his face.

“Please, Kito,” she pleads, looking to me for help. Even if I could, I wouldn’t say no. I’d never say no to JJ.

“Can I get in your nest, honey?” I ask and she nods immediately, fighting to take off her sleepwear. “Sshh, sshh, I can do that. Just lie back and let me take care of you.”

Her hands slip down to rest at her sides as Adair peels away the t-shirt she’s wearing. I gather the fluffy material of her pyjama bottoms in my hands and pull them down inch by glorious fucking inch. She’s incredible, thick, ivory thighs and a round arse I can’t wait to sink my teeth into. She isn’t wearing panties, leaving her plump pink pussy on display.

“You’re more beautiful than I could’ve imagined,” I muse, running my hands down over her thighs and pushing them even further apart. In the glow from the dying fire she looks incredible, all cotton candy hair and parted lips.

I settle between her glorious thighs, using my fingers to stroke up and down the inside of her leg until she’s thrusting herself towards me.

“Please, Kito.”

“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing you beg, honey.”

“Me neither,” Orion adds, coming to sit on the armchair at my back. He leans back, kicking one leg to rest over the other as he digs his ringed fingers into the floral arms of the chair. I never took him for one who liked to watch but I’m kind of into it.

I shift my body so that I’m lying on my stomach, my face just inches away from Jess’s dripping pussy and before I can control the urge, I push forward and inhale deeply. Her scent coats my tongue and I swallow thickly.

“Fuck, you smell like heaven,” I whisper, but Jess doesn’t have the patience to wait. She might not be fully into the haze part of her heat but she’s far enough gone that her inhibitions are clearly affected. Pressing my lips to her pussy, I kiss her with fervour. My tongue roves over the supple flesh until I reach her swollen clit. I latch my mouth around the little bud, sucking it in and out of my mouth, circling it with the tip of my tongue until she is mewling beneath me. My face is covered, soaked from a release of slick. I want to die right here, right now. Her scent, her taste, it’s enough to flood my cock with blood and I’m so rock hard I think my knot might explode. But it isn’t the time to be inside her, this is only for her. To take the edge off and clear her head.

“Kito, oh my God,” she scrambles, half trying to get away from me and half trying to get closer. I hook my arms under her thighs, tugging her body closer to me as Adair holds up her top half. Casting my eyes over her, she’s a glorious sight. Adair has gotten rid of her t-shirt and her full breasts bounce with every gasp she takes. She picks up Adair’s hands where they lay awkwardly at her waist and pushes her breasts into his huge palms. With some encouragement from her, he starts to massage them, pinching her pink nipples between his adept fingers and the visual does nothing to calm the raging hard-on I have.

Adjusting my position, I bring my fingers up to her folds and press one inside Jess as my mouth continues sucking and licking at her clit. I can’t help but moan when I feel her pushing herself down on my finger.

“More,” she begs. “More, please, alpha.”

The word alone is enough to leave me panting, everything in my body is telling me to settle my dick deep inside her and knot her so she can’t escape. Fill her full of my cum and hold it inside, coating her walls. I add in a second finger and a third, pulsing them inside of her and rubbing at that sweet spot deep inside that makes her come undone. Licking her from my fingers up to her clit, I drink the sweet slick that spills over my hand and wrist, determined not to waste a drop. She releases my fingers with a wet pop and I keep licking, kissing and sucking. Adding in a gentle stroke of my hand up and down her bare thigh.

“That was beautiful, princess,” Orion says darkly, his voice taking on that gritty edge it does when he’s trying to maintain some control.

Jess curls in against Adair, holding his wrist in her hand as she closes her eyes, exhausted from the orgasm.

“Ah, ah, ah,” Orion tuts, moving from the chair and coming to kneel at Jess’s side. “We need to get you fed before you sleep. You’re going to need your strength.” I can’t help but feel like it sounds like the most delicious threat.

It takes us a few minutes and a lot of argument from Jess but we eventually get her wrapped up in a blanket and through to the kitchen. The place is a mess of discarded cookies and a very over-proofed dough rising from the deep of a bowl like a monster on the windowsill.

“Here, sit with me,” I encourage, manoeuvring Jess onto my knee and pulling her tight against my chest. Her head is tucked right beneath my chin and I press small kisses on top of her head. It seems bizarre to think a few hours ago I had no idea who Jess was outside of our voice chats and playing stupid computer games. Now she’s a real-life person, an omega, and her arms are wrapped around my waist. Even more surreal is watching Orion and Adair rummage through her fridge and kitchen cabinets in the hope of finding some food.

“I’ve got eggs,” Adair calls, pulling a box from the fridge and waving it in the air.

“I have what looks like…” Orion frowns, holding the baking tin in his hands and surveying the pesto and mozzarella-topped bread.

“It’s a caprese focaccia,” Jess mumbles from beneath her cloak of covers. “I made it a few days ago. It’ll be okay toasted.”

“She speaks,” Orion teases, abandoning the bread on the kitchen work top and moving over to kneel in front of me and Jess. His hand moves to fold a curl of pink hair behind her ear and he grins, flashing pearly white teeth and a sparkling silver tongue ring. “How are you feeling, princess?”

She shuffles in my lap, her round ass wiggling and doing nothing to help how turned on I still am. Her scent is still all over me, my lips and fingers still sticky with her slick.

“A little embarrassed,” she admits with a sigh. “I can’t believe I just…”

“Came all over my face?” I laugh. “Oh honey, neither can I. Best moment of my life, a solid ten out of ten.”

Whatever tenseness might have been in the atmosphere dissolves into playful laughter from all of us. I might not be a wordsmith like Adair, or have the air of authority that Orion has, but people can always count on me to lighten the mood.

“We should talk about your boundaries, your dos and don’ts. By the time the heat haze takes over you won’t be able to tell us.” Orion’s hand lingers on Jess’s face, his thumb running back and forth over her plump bottom lip. “We’re here for you, to help you. In any way we can. If that means dropping off groceries and keeping our distance, so be it. But you don’t have to go through this heat on your own, not anymore.”

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