Page 161 of Ashley & the A-Listers

He made Cameron pull back, and she glanced down, admiring River’s writer’s fingers curled around Cam’s length, coating himself in Cameron’s slick.

Once he was satisfied, he released Cam, who fucked back into her like an omega with one goal in mind.

She grabbed his hips to still him, tensing her muscles in warning.

“Be patient,” she said, and he whined, leaning down to mouth at her skin, her breasts.

Her nipples were sore from Cameron’s new obsession with them, but she couldn’t deny the pleasure that arced directly to her cunt when he scraped his teeth over themsogently, despite his desperation.

She arched into his mouth, his fingers, and dug her nails into his hips. She could leave her own marks, in her own way.

Cameron bucked into her, grinding insatiably, and that’s how she knew River was opening him up.

He whined around the flesh between his lips and the rumble of it only teased her more.

He rolled his hips into her as much as he could, which only resulted in grinding against her clit. Pleasure swelled in her and she shivered as she tried to hold it back.

She felt the moment River entered him, his hips pressing more firmly into her own. Cam’s mouth dropped open, a moan spilling out.

“Is that what you wanted?” she asked so sweetly, threading her fingers through his hair. He nodded.

“A lockanda cock? Greedy.”

“Please move,” he whined.

“Patience,” she reminded him, meeting River’s gaze over his shoulder.

River was waiting for her go-ahead, but she shook her head.

“I’m not the one in control here,” she reminded him.

His eyes darkened, and his fingers joined hers, threading together around Cameron’s hip.

Cameron was taut as a bow between them, head thrown back as River withdrew.

With a smack of his hips, he thrust, and it was a butterfly effect.

It pushed Cameron into her, and she gasped as he filled her, so fucking deep. She bit down on her bottom lip, melting into the cushions, and let the pleasure wash over her.

River fucked Cameron, and in turn his pace made Cameron fuck Ashley, until they were one undulating wave of ecstasy, just rocking back and forth.

Every kick of River’s hips bucked Cameron into her, until the beta was fuckingbothof them.

Cameron came, right in the middle of it, a shout and a whine echoing around the nest amongst the slap of skin against skin.

But they were in the thick of it, the full force of the heat bearing down on all of them.

He spilled inside her but it hardly brought him relief. He arched into River’s movements, begging for more.

“Please, alphas,” he whined.

River’s gaze flicked to hers, and in the lightning bolt of a second that his rhythm faltered, she saw right through him, whether he intended it or not.

He wanted nothing more than this omega, to claim him, to be with him in the way an alpha could, but their biology just didn’t work like that.

She remembered what it felt like to wish she was something else, someone else.

As an alpha, Ashley could connect them with a bond, offer him a way to feel Cameron like he craved. Would he even be open to it?

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