Page 81 of Scent of Home

He narrows his eyes and pulls me down, faster and harder.

“Shane!” I protest, but he ignores me.

I come again, but he doesn’t stop. The slapping of flesh speeds up. Bray pants, Locke whines. Shane growls.

He fucks me through the orgasm and keeps going, faster, harder, until Locke screams.

Bray snarls at the exact same time as Shane, and then Shane is holding me tight, his body twitching as he slams me down onto his cock. The pressure of his knot against my sensitive flesh sends another orgasm violently tearing through me. I hold on to him, panting, feeling him twitch inside me.

“Shane,” I whisper.

He growls, his eyes almost black. I’m lifted off him and passed gently, like I’m precious, into Finn’s arms, and then Shane circles Bray and Locke. Like a hungry shark. His massive erect cock gripped in one fist. He drops in front of Locke, who is on his hands and knees, and pushes his cock into the omega’s mouth.

“Taste your alpha. Taste her pleasure,” Shane murmurs, and fucking hell, my brain explodes. My cheeks heat even as my core clenches, clamping on the cock that isn’t there.

“You’re a good little cocksucker, aren’t you, Omega? A greedy ass that wants more knots. You want her lock, too, don’t you? A female alpha can lock you. Do you know that? Has she done it before?”

Locke lets out a long whine and thrusts back against Bray, causing the alpha to hiss.

“A knot and a lock. How does that sound, you greedy little thing?”

Locke sobs and tries to reach for Shane’s cock, but he pulls it away.

Bray pulls his knot free and falls back on the mattress, blinking up at the ceiling. “That was incredible.”

“Wasn’t it?” Finn says and strokes my arms.

I’m not really listening. I’m watching as Shane reclines on the pillows and pulls Locke up on him. The omega is laying on his back on the alpha. Shane grips Locke under the knees and then that massive cock slips inside. I watch the stretch, my mouth wide open.

That is impressive and so hot. Locke doesn’t need to move. Shane does it for him, thrusting up and manipulating Locke’s body up and down. He reaches around and grabs Locke’s weeping cock, stroking it until the omega is crying out.

I don’t realise I’ve whimpered until Finn buries his fingers between my legs and starts fingering me.

“You like watching Shane break our omega?” Finn whispers. “I do, too. I keep wondering what it feels like. Does it feel good? Does it hurt? Shane just manhandles you guys into positions. What is that like?”

“You want to try it?” I ask in shock.

There’s a moment of hesitation while Finn’s eyes find Bray, and then the smallest sound of assent.

My mind explodes. Finn wants to be fucked.

Hell yes!

“Let's find out.” I look at the alpha laying there watching the fucking couple. “Bray? Finn wants to be fucked.”

Bray’s sleepy, exhausted gaze turns razor sharp. Deadly. Intent.

“I can help with that.”

I shudder at the delicious sound of the alpha's promise.

Finn’s fingers are frozen inside me, but that doesn’t deter Bray. “Now, we’re going to do this the fun way.”

“Oh?” I ask curiously.

“You’re going to lay on your back and let me do this while Erin sits on your face.”

Finn’s expression turns molten. He reluctantly pulls his fingers free, and a second later, spits out a curse when Brayson pulls him flat on his back.

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