Page 38 of Vegas Baby!

I was going to melt out of existence at this rate. Focusing back onto Jesse, I stared at his cock, nerves jumping in mybelly. “Can you…um…can you not push my head down? I know it makes it less fun, but my gag reflex is super sensitive with the pregnancy?—”

“Whoa, whoa,what? Less fun?” Jesse looked utterly confused. “Of course I won’t push your head down if you don’t want me to.”

Oh. Was that not a normal thing that happened?

“I’m going to kill him,” Bryce muttered.

“Sweetness, absolutely nothing is ever going to be forced. If you don’t want to do something, it’s not going to be done,” Jesse told me. “You don’t have to touch me at all if that’s not something you enjoy.”

“I want to. I’m just nervous. It’s all so different with you guys.”

Micah nuzzled my shoulder. “Angel, we might like control in the bedroom, but you call the shots about what happens to your body. I’m kind of bitter that it sounds like that hasn’t been your experience before.”

“It wasn’t…bad, exactly. He got, um, exuberant, I guess. In ways that didn’t always make me feel very comfortable. I threw up on him once and he gotsomad even though I tried to tell him.”

Bryce growled long and low. “I want to throw him out a window.”

“Later,” said Micah. “Right now is all about our omega. What else do we need to know about to avoid?”

“I’m not sure. We didn’t do that much. Could we play it by ear?”

“We can, but you’d better make sure you’re comfortable speaking up if something starts happening you don’t like.”

I wasn’t the greatest at that part. “I’ll try.”

“Angel, I have to insist on this. The absolute last thing any of us want to do is something that’s going to make youuncomfortable, so you need to be able to tell us in the moment. I promise we’ll check in, but being able to communicate your own needs is really important.”

“Okay.”

He kissed my cheek. “Good girl. Now do you actually want to put those gorgeous lips on Jesse’s cock?”

“I want to see what it’s like with someone else so I know if I don’t like it because of how Andrew behaved or if it’s not something I enjoy.”

“No pressure.” Jesse chuckled. “Do you want me to hold your hair back or not touch your head at all?”

“Hair is okay, I think.”

Jesse carefully gathered up the strands, all three of them watching me for signs of discomfort. I curled my fingers around Jesse’s cock again and swept my tongue over the underside of the tip. His sharp intake of breath sent a zing of delight through me, so I did it again, and then wrapped my lips entirely around the tip.

His fingers in my hair trembled, his low moan making my clit tingle. So far so good. I glided my tongue over the length of him, clutching the base while I figured out what we both liked. I lapped up the bead of pre-cum. Slightly salty roasted chestnut made me want more.

Bryce trailed his fingers down my spine. “Should we let you play uninterrupted or would you like me to knot you while you explore?”

“Knot,” I replied between sucking Jesse’s velvety skin. My nerves hummed with anticipation as Bryce carefully stripped down. “Keep the shirt, unbuttoned. I like you looking professional and messy at the same time.”

Micah laughed quietly. “Good girl saying exactly what you want.” He settled down next to me and leaned against theottoman, watching me with a lustful gleam in his eyes as I went back to work on Jesse. “Want me to touch you, angel?”

“Yes, please.” I popped off again for half a second to answer before seeing how far I could take Jesse without triggering myself.

Bryce gripped my hips, slowly easing his cock into me while I moaned around Jesse. I’d been on such a hormonal high the last time he’d been inside me but now I got to appreciate the stretch and flood of slick. Micah brushed his knuckles up my arm and along my throat, acclimating me to his touch before he kissed over the curve of my shoulder, his hand cupping my breast.

I had to pull away to pant, my desperate whine ratcheting up the tension in the room. Bryce’s first real thrust had me reeling. When Micah added his fingers to my clit, I was done for. I pressed my face to Jesse’s thigh, frantically moving my hand over his cock while the others unraveled me.

I didn’t hate doing this for Jesse. He was perfectly well-behaved, but the desperate sounds he made every time I put my mouth on him were a power trip. When I had done this before, it was me being used by my partner, but this…I saw the allure.

I could hardly focus long enough to breathe between Bryce’s hips striking mine and Micah’s nimble fingers strumming my clit.

“Sweetness,” Jesse groaned. “I’m going to?—”

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