Page 140 of Vegas Baby!

I dug my nails in and pushed him back to my pussy in answer, jolting when his teeth scraped over my clit. Micah scooped up one thigh to drape over his lap, Luke pressing the other further open so he could better devour me. His tongue thrusting deep only made me needier.

“Please,” I begged.

Heat pulsed at the base of my spine, spreading out into my limbs, flickers of light dancing at the edge of my vision. I didn’t even have to tell them what was happening. My scent detonated, syrupy sweetness crashing over us in a wave.

I slipped under the tsunami of desire and Luke stopped taking his time. In the space of seconds, his clothing was gone and his cock was driving into me. Each glorious thrust fed my omega instincts, turning my begging into a chant, beseeching my alphas to give me what I needed.

“I’ve got you, kitten.” Luke’s voice broke through the haze. “You just be a good girl and take everything I give you.”

I was held on all sides, surrounded, treasured, like omegas were meant to be. Eager fingers slipped beneath my dress. Micah focused on my clit while Luke fucked me toward a sweet oblivion. Jesse drank down every one of my panting breaths.

Pleasure seared through me.

Luke growled, shifting my hips and driving deeper.

“You sound so fucking good, angel.” Micah panted in my ear, his wicked fingers dragging me up the peak.

My pussy spasmed frantically around Luke. He buried himself to the hilt and jerked me closer, his teeth sinking into my skin just as his knot filled me to bursting. My scream echoed off the walls until my throat was raw, every nerve alight. I turned my head, teeth snapping and catching his wrist to complete the bond. Luke’s soul poured into me like a waterfall, bathing me in all of his affection and insecurity and love that glowed like stars in the night. I clung to him, my nails digging in for an anchor.

I only half registered being moved up to the nest. Soft fabrics and plush pillows pressed against me, Luke’s weight encompassing me. The nest swallowed us up.

Even with his knot and his bond, my body wouldn’t stay satisfied for long. I groped blindly for whoever was in reach, finding Bryce first.

“More.” I wasn’t certain I could’ve sounded more pitiful if I had tried.

Luke rolled us over, exposing me to the air and the blisteringly hot gazes of my alphas surrounding me. “Do you want Bryce and me to share you?”

“Y-yes.”

“Have you fucked her ass before?” Micah asked Bryce.

“No. Not yet, anyway.”

Micah clapped a hand onto his shoulder. “No time like the present. Her heat is the perfect time to play.”

“I won’t hurt her?”

“You’d have to try pretty hard to hurt her during a heat, but I’ll supervise.”

“Bryce, I need you.”

Cranberries and rum washed over me in a cloud.

“You heard her,” Micah said with a laugh.

Jesse distracted me with more of his delicious kisses while Micah gave Bryce a quick lesson. Luke ground our hips together, the pressure of his knot absolute perfection. I moaned long and low when Bryce finally began working himself into me, his fingers digging into my hips.

His answering moan was music to me.

Sandwiched between two of my alphas was exactly where I needed to be right now. It was still weird sometimes to be able to lie flat against them without a pregnant belly in the way, but I loved getting as much skin-to-skin as possible with my alphas.

Micah coached Bryce until he was comfortable. I’d have thrust back if I weren’t stuck on Luke’s knot. Patience was not one of my virtues during sex, and especially not during heats. Once Bryce was fully seated and I was anxiously awaiting my inevitable ruination at his hands, Micah claimed my mouth. Every little sound Bryce and Luke provoked in me melted onto Micah’s tongue and I drowned on his crisp apple scent.

Luke threaded his fingers through my hair, pulling me away from Jesse and Micah to press my cheek against his chest. I whined at the sudden confinement, but quickly realized the shift in angle had me shuddering head to toe with every plunge of Bryce into my body.

I pawed at Luke, making pitiful sounds as Bryce took his pleasure, giving me just as much in return.

“You’re taking him so well, kitten.”

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