Page 118 of Vegas Baby!

I turned her back to me and lifted her chin. “Stop him if you need to. This is all about you andyourpleasure.”

Her eyes widened as he began pressing in, her nails carving into me as she whispered, “Oh god.”

Jesse stroked a soothing hand down her hair and Bryce laid a kiss against her shoulder.

“Doing okay?” I asked.

“Yes,” she gasped out, limbs trembling.

I stayed focused on her face, watching for any signs of pain. Plenty of omegas loved their fucking with a bit of bite, but she was trusting us to take care of her, and right now this was about testing what she liked, what she could handle this early.

Luke and Ava were both panting by the time the top of his thighs met her ass. “Fucking hell, Ava. I could die a happy man right this second with how incredible you feel.”

“I feel like I’m going to explode.” She whimpered, leaning her cheek into my palm when I cupped her face.

“That’s only phase one, angel.”

“What’s phase two?” she squeaked.

“Phase two is getting you on both of our cocks.”

“Pretty sure I might die,” she said with a laugh that melted into a moan when Luke shifted.

I chuckled. “You’ll be just fine. Luke’s going to slide free, you’re going to get on my lap, and then he’ll get back inside you.”

She whined when Luke pulled away and I rearranged myself in the nest to lie flat, drawing her over me. Sliding into Ava was perfection every single time. Her pussy squeezed all the way down, her shuddering breath like music.

Once she was fully seated, Luke pushed her as far forward as she comfortably could, which wasn’t that far at all with the baby taking up so much space. We could make it work, though. He nudged a few pillows out of the way to let himself get lower, straddling my legs along with hers to achieve the angle he needed.

I groaned, clutching her hips as he carefully pushed back in, the thin barrier inside her doing little to disguise the sensation, the increase in pressure as he glided along my length. Ava’s nails dug into my chest. Jesse drew her in for a kiss, trading off with Bryce while Luke and I gave her a moment to adjust.

Silence was long since abandoned, our omega completely unable to contain all of her delicious sounds.

I braced my feet and gave an experimental thrust, a guttural sound leaving her. Luke and I had shared omegas in exactly this way many times, but not a single one compared toouromega. We moved as one, a slow wave to ease her into things. Jesse’s fingers drifted between her thighs, wiggling into the very limited space to find her clit, Bryce wedging himself in to cup her breast and suck on the peaked tip. Ava lost it instantly, her pussy clamping down, a rush of slick spilling from her, a perfect scream of pleasure falling from her lips.

We kept up an easy pattern, mindful of how new and overwhelming all of this could be for her: the first time withnew acts, the first time having all four of us in bed with her. Our sweet omega sounded like she was running a marathon, her snug body taking every thrust, pleasure ratcheting tighter with every movement.

“Micah,” she gasped. “It’s so much.”

“Too much?”

She shook her head frantically, tumbling over the edge again. Her slick was going to soak into my skin, branding me as hers as surely as a bondbite would. Her scent would linger no matter how much I scrubbed. I wanted that. Avashouldbe infused into me. The whole world needed to know she was my omega and I was her alpha. I would give her anything, everything she could possibly ask for. Starting right now with a knot that would trap her at the peak until her brain melted out her ears.

I thrust up hard, losing my rhythm with Luke. Ava tipped her head back, crying out into the air saturated by her candied pecan and each of our scents. Pressure and pleasure built at the base of my spine, tightening my stomach until the silken grip of her pussy set me off. I dragged her hips down and flexed my ass to get as deep as possible.

Her cry as the knot swelled set off Luke too, his string of curses breaking with each squeeze of her cunt. He cradled her throat with his hand, sinking his teeth against her skin as he rode her to his own completion, our omega bucking like a live wire in our laps.

Jesse groaned, resting his forehead on Ava’s shoulder. “Sweetness, you made me come again just from listening to you.”

Ava leaned limply against Luke, letting him carry her weight. I spread my palm over her chest, feeling the pounding of her heart beneath my skin.

“You didn’t knot her, did you?” I asked Luke.

“Of course not. I’m not an idiot. Saving that for her heat.”

“Good.” I relaxed into the plushness of the nest, staring up at the most perfect omega in the world. “Did you have fun, angel?”

Ava nodded lazily. “I’m pretty sure I’m dead.”

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