Page 91 of Hunted Omega: Part Two

Quinn’s hands slip under my shirt, stroking the sensitive skin of my lower back, his touch featherlight and soothing, a counterpoint to Zane’s intense demand.

Dash’s citrus scent fills my nose as he leans over me to press soft kisses along my collarbone, his hands gently cupping my breasts. I gasp into Zane’s mouth, my body flooding with need.

Through it all, Malachi’s presence is steady and strong. His hand still rests on my hip, and his thumb traces slow, deliberate circles, each one sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. I pull away from Zane’s kiss, turning to meet Malachi’s intense gaze. There’s a question in his eyes, a last moment of hesitation.

I reach up, mirroring the touch I shared with Zane, and trace Malachi’s jawline. “I’m sure,” I whisper, my voice filled with the whine of my omega need. “I want you, Malachi. I want you to claim me.”

His eyes flare with desire, and he leans down, capturing my lips in a slow, deep kiss. It’s different from Zane’s demanding claim, but no less intense. It’s a promise, a vow. He pulls away, resting his forehead against mine. “I’ve waited so long for you, Aria,” he murmurs. “I won’t rush this.”

I nod, my breath coming in short gasps as another wave of heat crashes over me. My body is on fire, my skin slick with sweat. “Please,” I whimper, clenching the sheets beneath me. “I need you. All of you.”

Their purrs grow louder, a chorus of alpha growls filling the air as they strip away their clothes, their scents growing stronger. I watch them through heavy-lidded eyes, my body trembling with desire and anticipation.

Zane grips my hips, drawing me away from Malachi and to the edge of the bed where he kneels between my legs. His eyes lock on mine, dark and filled with promise. “We’ve got you, baby girl,” he murmurs, his voice rough with desire. “We’re going to take care of you.”

With a low groan, he leans forward and presses his lips to the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, his stubble rasping against me. A shiver runs through me, my body arching reflexively toward him. His tongue flickers out, tracing the sensitive flesh and sending waves of pleasure washing over me. He tugs at the sidesof my robe, parting it indecently before him, but I can’t find it in me to care.

Quinn’s hands slide up my spine, his fingers finding the vulnerable points between my shoulder blades, kneading gently as he growls softly in my ear. The sound sends shivers down my spine, mingling with the pleasure that Zane expertly draws out of me.

Malachi’s warm hands glide up and down my legs as he nuzzles his nose against the crook of my neck, breathing in my scent. It’s a possessive move, but it feels more like an offering, like he’s giving himself over to me just as much as I am to them.

As Zane’s lips and tongue draw closer to my throbbing core, I feel a thick, sweet liquid coat my lower stomach. I reach down and trace the sticky trail, wondering what it is. When I look up at Malachi, he smirks, nodding toward the bedside table where a small vibrator lies, its motor humming quietly.

“We’re here for you, Aria,” Zane murmurs, nudging the vibrator closer with his tongue. “Tell us what you want.”

I gasp as he flicks his tongue against the buzzing toy, causing it to vibrate faster. He looks up at me, his eyes locked on mine, as if asking permission. I nod, unable to form words as the heat continues to build within me. He lowers the toy and presses it inside me right at the bundle of nerves that allows my body to accept a knot.

Dash tugs at the robe, drawing it off me, and lets it pool around me.

Quinn’s growl becomes more insistent, his cock pressed tightly against my ass as he maneuvers to support me by sitting behind me. I whimper, the sound caught in my throat as another wave of heat washes over me.

Malachi groans, pulling me tighter against him, his cock straining against his sweats. “Let go,” he whispers, his voice ragged. “We’ve got you.”

As Zane’s lips finally close around my clitoris, the vibrator still humming between us, my body convulses with a powerful orgasm. The world narrows to the insistent tug of his mouth, the relentless buzzing, and the heat of their bodies surrounding me. I scream, my voice echoing through the room, as my entire being is consumed by pleasure.

Their purring grows louder, more urgent, as they feel my climax reverberate through our bond. Quinn’s hips thrust against me, his cock sliding over my slick skin, while Malachi’s hands dig into my hips, holding me against Zane’s talented mouth.

“Yes,” I gasp, my senses swimming in a sea of pleasure. “More… I need more.”

Zane doesn’t hesitate, his tongue flicking relentlessly against my pulsing clit, the vibrator still pressed firmly against my flesh. My body convulses again, another orgasm tearing through me even more powerful than the first. I feel slick pour out of me, soaking the sheets.

Zane growls and pulls away, sliding his hands down my arms and pinning my wrists at my sides. He rises to nip my lip before dragging biting kisses along my jaw, his breath hot against my neck as he speaks in a low, guttural voice. “Whom do you belong to?”

“You,” I whisper, my voice barely audible through the haze of pleasure. “All of you.”

“Good girl.” Zane pulls back, bringing me with him and turning me around. “Look what you did to Quinn. Look how red and swollen his knot is.”

I lick my lips as I stare at his knot, my body tightening as I begin to go to him, but Zane holds me still.

“Are you going to ride that knot, Aria?” he growls and nips his bond bite, sending another shockwave through me.

“I plan to.” I climb over Quinn.

Quinn’s cock presses against my entrance, the broad head coated in my slick arousal. With a slow, deliberate movement, I sink down on him. I cry out, my body stretched around his massive length.

Malachi’s hand moves down my body, his fingers tracing the line of my spine before dipping lower, spreading my cheeks apart. His breath hisses through his teeth as he sees Quinn’s cock disappearing inside me. “You’re mine,” he growls, his fingers gently probing at my entrance.

I nod, my body writhing under their touch as another wave of heat crashes over me. “Yes… all of you.”

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