Page 21 of Knight Life In Vegas

“Do you mind if I have one quick turn with you before we share you properly?”

She turned lust-glazed eyes toward me. “I think I would do anything you asked right now.”

I growled low, desire burning through me.

She shivered, another whine gracing my ears as I dragged my teeth over her throat.

“I’m going to borrow her for a few minutes,” I told Dylan.

“By all means.” He laced his fingers together beneath his head and settled in to watch.

I focused on Charlotte’s reflection in the mirror and traced my fingers over her skin before guiding her mouth to mine. Her lips were hungry against me, the pretty omega who had chosen us for the night eager to devour and be devoured in turn.

I hoisted her up until Dylan’s cock slid free and set her back down, pushing between her shoulders until she was on her hands and knees hovering over him. “Look in the mirror for me.”

The moment her hazel eyes caught mine in the glass I fucked into her pussy with my hands clutched on her hips. Her eyes widened, mouth dropping open in a moan. With a firm grip, I combined my thrust with dragging her back against my cock to get as deep as possible. Whimpers and panting breaths were forced out of her with each impact of my hips against her ass.

“Do you want a little help, princess?” Dylan asked lazily.

I had succeeded in my quest of rendering her speechless because nothing that came out of her mouth was an actual word, only desperate feral sounds. Dylan slipped his hand beneath her, letting the friction of me moving her grind his hand over her clit until she erupted between us with a cry that puffed up my pride like a peacock.

“Fucking beautiful,” I gasped out, slowing my pace. “Now you’re going to come on both of us.”

Charlotte was near boneless when I slipped free and got her back onto Dylan’s cock before pushing her forward again so I could work on tucking mine into her right alongside his. Her omega sounds pitched in volume as she stretched to accommodate both of us.

Dylan stroked a soothing hand over her hair, whispering assurances while I focused on getting as deep inside her as I could manage without anyone getting hurt. Her slick was like a goddamn waterfall, easing my way until I was seated to the hilt, all three of us panting and glowing with sweat.

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” Charlotte chanted, her face buried against Dylan’s chest, every inch of her shaking.

I swept a hand up her back and down again. “Take a minute. Doing okay?”

She nodded hastily and her pussy clenched.

“Tell us when you’re ready for us to move. You are absolutely incredible, our beautiful omega taking us so well.”

Charlotte whimpered and shifted her hips experimentally before stilling again, cunt squeezing tight. “One more minute.”

“Whatever you need.” If she didn’t want to continue, I would simply finish myself off. I cupped her plump ass, gently kneading the muscles and seeing how she responded to the minuscule movement.

She melted instantly, her whimpers renewing. “More?”

“Your wish is our command. Nice and slow.”

This wasn’t the first time Dylan and I had shared an omega, so we had already hammered out the finer points of how to navigate pleasuring a body at the same time. We knew how to move together, gliding as one, moving incrementally in and out of a shivering Charlotte.

“How’s that feel, princess?”

Charlotte squeaked, sucking in a deep breath. “Like a knot.”

“Exactly,” I crooned. “And you were made to take knots, made to take both of us and fulfill every filthy fantasy floating around in that beautiful head of yours.”

“Yes,” she gasped out.

I could get drunk off of the way she trembled, the way she arched her back and accepted everything we wanted to give her.

“Faster,” she begged.

Dylan and I shared a glance and adjusted our speed carefully until she was back to those gorgeous feral sounds and coming all over us.

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