Page 116 of Craving Their Omega

Of all the people to walk in right now, why did it have to be Wesley? I’m impaled on Dominic’s cock, with my hand around Xavier’s. My breasts spilling out of my bra and naked from the waist down. He can see everything, and even if he couldn’t, it’s not like it would take a genius to guess what’s going on here.

Tristan notices my deer in the headlights routine first, and then Dominic and Xavier take note. They all look to the door to see Wesley standing there, and I’m expecting them to lash out and tell him to get the fuck out or something.

But instead, they just go back to focusing on me.

Dominic drives up into me hard from below, and Tristan moves to lick between my legs, teasing my clit with his tongue. Xavier pulls my bra down even more and leans in so he can lap at my nipple, drawing it into his mouth to suck at it.

Wesley sputters, his eyes still locked on the four of us. “What the fuck are you doing?” he asks again, sounding outraged.

“We’re worshipping our wife the way she deserves to be worshipped,” Dominic says, sounding like it should be obvious.“When you’re with someone like her, it doesn’t matter where or when. This is what she deserves.” He snorts, sounding derisive. “I’m not surprised you had to ask, seeing how you never appreciated what you had when she was yours.”

I bite my lip, torn between being turned on and being embarrassed that Wesley is still there to see all this.

Xavier lifts his head, nosing at my ear before he whispers in it. “Don’t be shy. It’s not like he deserves it, but we could put on a little show for your ex. Show him what he was missing all that time. Show him how beautifully you come for us now.”

His words have my clit throbbing as they turn me on and work me up even more. I should be putting an end to this, refusing to do something like this in front of my ex of all people, but the bigger part of me doesn’t want to stop. It wants to let him look his fill, to see what it really looks like when someone cares about the pleasure of another person.

So I don’t stop them. I whimper and writhe on Dominic’s cock, taking everything the three of them are giving me.

Dominic presses a grin to the back of my neck, mouthing along the skin there. “Good girl,” he whispers, just for me. “Show him how good we make you feel.”

I moan his name, wetness dripping from me as a fresh rush of arousal shoots through my veins.

Wesley’s eyes are on me, but I don’t look at him. Instead I focus on the hands and mouths on me, focused on my men the way they’re focused on me.

“Oh fuck,” I gasp as the pleasure reaches its peak, slamming into me hard and stealing my breath. My hips buck and roll as the white hot sensations echo through me, and before I know it, I’m coming, squeezing around Dominic’s cock, biting back the cry that wants to spill out of me.

“Beautiful,” Xavier says, his voice husky. “But we’re not done here.”

“W-what?” I manage, breathing hard.

“One for each of us, don’t you think?” he asks, his eyes shining with the pure desire in them.

I shiver at the thought of it, and they take that as the go ahead to keep putting me through this exquisite torture. I guess it is.

They push me hard, continuing to fuck me and lick me and touch me. Dominic’s cock rocks up into me, and Xavier’s teeth graze my nipple. Tristan licks at my pussy, and I already feel the second round of pleasure working its way through me.

“Oh my—” My breath cuts out, muscles squeezing hard as another orgasm rips its way out of me.

Tristan licks me through it, lapping up every drop of arousal and release. “You’re soaking my tongue,” he groans. “It’s fucking delicious.”

My cheeks burn so hot at that, and I risk at glance at Wesley. His eyes burn, and I can’t tell if it’s anger or arousal. Probably a mix of both, but it can’t feel good for him to see me like this.

“Come on, shortcake,” Xavier says, biting down on my nipple to draw my attention back to him. “Focus. We want at least one more orgasm from you. You can do it.”

My body is so sensitive right now. Every nerve feels alight with pleasure, and I’m just on the edge of being overstimulated. But the slight burn of pain that brings just adds to the pleasure of it all, and it doesn’t take much time before I’m coming again.

Dominic puts a hand over my mouth to keep me from screaming, and it’s a good thing.

That’s the last straw for Wesley. Something about it breaks his trance, and he glares at all of us and turns to storm out of the room.

I can see that his face is flushed though, and I know him well enough to know that it’s because he’s jealous. It’s sad that only seeing what my men can do to me makes him feel like that, because he definitely never cared when we were together.

But as soon as I have that thought, it flits from my mind. When I have three amazing Alphas surrounding me, I don’t have the time or inclination to focus on someone like my ex. He’s in the past for a reason, and the men with me now are the present. And maybe my future.

I keep stroking Xavier’s cock, loving the way it twitches and pulses in my hand. Precum spills down the head of it, and I gather it on my palm and use it to slick the slide as I work his shaft.

He groans, panting hard. His hips buck a little, fucking into my hand, and I keep going, moving faster and faster until he’s moaning my name.

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