Page 72 of In Too Deep

“I’ll play along. But if he tries to make me eat his ass or some shit, I’m gonna bite his dick off,” Spencer mutters against my lips when he pulls away.

I let out a bark of laughter, wrapping my arms around Spencer’s broad shoulders. The noise catches the attention of the other pair in the room, and for a moment, I only hear our heavy breathing. But then Tori lets out a surprised yelp, making Spencer and I spring apart to figure out what’s wrong with our omega. I laugh again as Oli marches past us, Tori thrown over one shoulder as he takes the stairs two at a time.

I share a glance with Spencer, our devious grins a matched set before we take off after them. Oli is an alpha on a mission, crossing the distance between the top of the garage stairs to the bottom of the living room stairs in four strides. Spencer and I jogto keep up, and I give Tori a slick wink as she makes eye contact on the stairs up to the bedrooms.

“May we enter your nest, sugar?” Spencer asks as Oli hits the landing.

“That’s not the only thing you’re allowed to enter — FUCK!”

Tori’s sass is cut off with the crack of Oli’s hand on her ass, and I barely contain my sympathetic wince. I know all too well how skilled Oli is with his strikes, and that was a good one. He doesn’t break stride as he does it either, which is impressive. Tori’s weight is hardly slowing him down as he pushes the door to her room open, Spencer and I following on his heels. Only then does he set Tori down, and her chest heaves as she tries to catch her breath.

“Are you done being a caveman?” she snarks, crossing her arms over her chest as she throws Oli a mock glare.

Oli growls and glances at me as I come up to his side. His eyes are a wildfire, blazing hot enough to melt flesh from bone, but there’s still the edge of control left in them. He’s not going into a true alpha rut, but the first warning signs are there. I turn away and stalk toward Tori, my shoulders rolling back as I draw myself up to my full height.

“You’ve got a lot to say, don’t you, sunshine? Maybe we need to put that smart mouth of yours to better use,” I say through my smirk.

Tori doesn’t get a chance to react before my hand is around the back of her neck, pulling her close before I bring her mouth with mine. She’s stiff at first, but then relaxes in my arms, lips parting to allow my tongue to taste hers. My eyes are closed, but I sense the movement beside me, a hint of spearmint in the air as Spencer brushes by, pressing himself against Tori’s back.

I pull back from her mouth, trailing kisses and nips along her jaw as Spencer’s hands wander over every inch of Tori’s body. She’s pressed too tightly between us to move properly, but shestill attempts to grind her hips, seeking friction. I shed my suit jacket, sweat already pooling on my lower back before I kiss Tori again, Spencer turning his attention to her throat and shoulders as he shrugs out of his jacket as well.

We trade back and forth like that, kissing Tori while the other strips a piece of clothing away until all three of us are down to our skins. Purring low in my chest, I run my hands along Tori’s sides, leaving a trail of goosebumps behind my fingers. She keeps trying to reach for our cocks, but we’re pressed too tightly for her to get her hand between us. So she switches tactics, trying to get our hands to touch her where she wants. I’m tempted, but this game is too fun to cut short now.

“Do you want something, princess?” Oli asks, his warmth radiating into my back as he steps up behind me.

He’s naked, too. The tip of his leaking cock brushes against my ass and makes me moan into Tori’s mouth. She pulls back, her head flopping onto Spencer’s shoulder as she throws a half-lidded glare over my head to him.

“You know what I want,” she pants, sounding more like a desperate whine than the sarcastic jab she was hoping for.

“I do. But you have to ask nicely. What do you want?” His hand comes up to cup the side of her face tenderly.

Tori swallows hard, trying to squirm more, but Spencer lets out a low growl before pinching her side in correction.

“Touch me,” she snaps, clinging to the last shred of her defiance like driftwood.

“We are touching you.” I drag my short nails up the outsides of her luscious thighs to underscore my words.

Tori lets out the cutest groan of frustration through her teeth, making us chuckle. Her head whips up and her eyes find me, our gazes locking. Her left eye, the darker one, is nearly pitch black with lust, her cheeks painted with the brightest pink.

“Touch my pussy, my ass, my tits, touch everything,” she exhales, with a slight wobble to her lower lip that makes my heart ache.

“Good girl,” I mutter, adjusting my grip on her thigh and hauling her leg up to wrap around my hip.

Spencer is right there, his hand hooking under until he can plunge two fingers into her slit, the force of his thrusts shaking our tightly packed tangle of limbs. Tori screams, her hands splaying on my shoulders, nails digging into the muscles and making me groan. I use my other hand to play with one of her breasts, squeezing and massaging and tweaking the soft mound in my grip.

“Tell me how good your alphas are making you feel, princess,” Oli encourages as his thumb strokes her cheek tenderly.

“So fucking good. It feels so fucking good. Fuck, yes! Just like that,” Tori stumbles out, her voice a little raw even as Spencer continues to drag her higher and higher.

“Whose pussy is Spencer finger-fucking?”

She swallows and doesn’t answer Oli right away, pulling a growl from his chest. Spencer looks up and catches Oli’s gaze over my head before pulling away completely. The only reason Tori doesn’t fall onto her ass is because I have her wrapped so tight in my arms. She lets out a whine and a tiny growl of her own, which might be the most adorable thing I’ve ever heard.

“Take her to the nest,” Oli mutters in my ear, kissing the shell before pulling away from my back.

I stoop down slightly and grab Tori’s other thigh, hoisting her up with a grunt. She instinctively wraps her arms around my neck, clinging to me as I carry her over to the entrance of the canopied bed. I’m able to maneuver us to the back of the nest, where I can sit with my back against one of the padded walls, Tori releasing her locked ankles to fully straddle my lap. Almostimmediately, she rubs her dripping slit along the length of my rock-hard cock.

I hiss and tip my head back, pleasure zipping through my veins like lightning. Her mouth sucks at my pulse as my fingers dig into the soft curve of her hips. I don’t know if I want to stop her or help her, but luckily, I don’t have to decide. She squeaks as she’s pulled from my lap, and I manage to catch her head before it hits my thighs as Spencer manhandles her onto her knees, her ass in the air to show off her perfect holes. Spencer and Oli are kneeling behind her, looking down with matching starving expressions.

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