Page 114 of Craving Their Omega

In a matter of seconds, the three of them are on me, pinning me between them. One of them takes my mouth in a devouringkiss that leaves me breathless, and the other two let their hands roam over my body. A mouth kisses and nips at my neck, and one of them lifts my arm to trail kisses up to my shoulder.

I shiver, caught between them, head spinning from the pleasurable onslaught.

Dominic’s bites down on my shoulder where the sleeves of the dress reveal it, and I moan his name, squirming between them. By now, they know just how to work me up. They know all the places I’m sensitive, all the places that make me shiver and beg for more.

They use that to their advantage here, and the fact that they’ve been paying attention to my desires goes a long way toward proving their point.

Xavier nuzzles into my neck, his hands roaming down my ass, and Tristan kisses me deeper, thrusting his tongue into my mouth like I’m a treat he wants to savor.

He coaxes my tongue to dance with his, and the kiss turns even more heated and messy.

It’s so easy to lose myself in it. To just let go and enjoy how good it feels to have their attentions on me like this. One of them, Xavier I think, works his hand under my dress until he can slip it into my underwear, and there’s a little chuckle against the skin of my neck.

Definitely Xavier then.

“Well, well, well, shortcake,” he teases in a low voice. “What’s this?”

“What’s… what?” I manage to get out, hips grinding forward as he drags one finger along my wet slit.

“You’re already so worked up for us, huh? Already so wet and needy. I like that. I think the others do too.”

Dominic growls his agreement, dragging my hand down so I can feel how hard he is in his nice pants. Tristan just nods as well, heat flashing in his eyes that tells me all I need to know.

“You want us to fuck you like we mean it?” Xavier continues. “You’re not going to be leaving this room for a while. Not until we’re done with you. Can you handle that?”

I nod, swallowing hard again. “Yeah. I want that. I want you to show me everything.”

“We’ll start here, then,” Tristan says. He’s behind me then, and he unzips my dress and pulls it off my shoulders. The soft green material slides of my body to pool on the floor, leaving me in just my lacy bra, panties, and heels. And the jewelry I’m wearing.

All three of them stare at me like I’m the hottest thing they’ve ever seen, and I feel my cheeks going red all over again.

“It should be illegal,” Dominic mutters. “For you to look this fucking good. But since you’re ours, we’ll allow it.”

The other two nod their agreement, and I bite my lip, overwhelmed.

Tristan comes around to stand in front of me, and in one smooth motion, he drops to his knees. When he looks up at me, I can see written all over his face how much he wants me, and it takes my breath away.

I’m still getting used to him being so open with his feelings, and every time it catches me off guard and makes me feel warm inside.

He grips my thigh with one hand and the other he hooks into my panties and drags them down. “You won’t be needing these anymore,” he murmurs, helping me step out of them and tossing them away.

My wet pussy is exposed to the room, filling the space with the sweet scent of my arousal. Tristan inhales deeply, like a man starved for the smell of it, and then dives in between my legs to lick and lap at me.

I gasp at the sudden onslaught, tangling my fingers in his hair as I fight to stay upright. He’s learned what I like so quickly,and probably it’s easy because the three of them helped to teach me what I like. Every time one of them—or all of them—has me like this, I get a new understanding of what I want and how good I can feel.

This is no exception.

Tristan eats me out like I’m the most delicious treat he can imagine, licking along my slit, lapping at my clit. He grips my thighs tightly, fingers digging into the soft flesh, and that just adds to everything.

Dominic slides in behind me, and he wraps one arm around my waist, dragging me back against him. His cock is somehow even harder now, and he grinds it against my ass, making sure I can feel it.

His voice is silky and commanding as he murmurs in my ear, and it sends a shiver down my spine. “Do you feel that, little bird?” he asks.

I nod shakily, gasping when Tristan grazes the edge of his teeth against my sensitive clit.

“I need to be inside you,” Dominic says. “I need to feel that prefect pussy wrapped around my cock.”

“Oh fuck,” I pant, caught between grinding into Tristan’s face and bucking back against Dom’s cock. “Please?”

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