Page 81 of Craving Their Omega

Dominic has moved off to one side, and his eyes are glued to the place where Xavier and I are joined now. He mutters a low curse under his breath and then puts his hands back on me, sliding them over my chest.

I arch into his touch, moaning as Xavier slides out of me with agonizing slowness. I can feel every single inch of his cock moving against my sensitive inner walls, and when he pushes back in, there’s a rush of feeling that makes it hard to think. Hard to do anything but spread my legs wider and silently beg for more, harder, please.

“She won’t break,” Tristan says, his deep voice, catching all of our attentions. “You can fuck her harder.”

There’s something about hearing him say that, hearing those words in the voice that usually has the least to say, that sends a fresh wave of wetness gushing out of me. Xavier hisses a curse and grips my hips, using them for leverage as he pumps himself into me harder and faster.

Dominic lowers his mouth to one breast and draws my nipple into that wet heat. His tongue circles the peaked bud, adding to the arousal and pleasure already curling in my gut.

He lets me feel the sharp edge of teeth, and I cry out his name, fingers grabbing on to the blankets underneath me for something to hold on to.

I feel caught between the three of them in the best possible way. Xavier fucking into me, the slap of his skin on mine. Dominic using his mouth to lap at my breasts and leave biting kisses along the column of my neck.

And Tristan, keeping his distance, not touching, but still a part of it. His gaze sees everything, almost sees through me, and I can only find it even more arousing.

He’s watching so closely, making sure he doesn’t miss a thing.

“She likes the pain,” Tristan says to Dominic. “You should find out how much.”

Dominic’s eyes flick between Tristan and me, and I moan encouragingly. That’s all he really needs to hear before he’s setting his teeth even harder against the side of my breast, letting me really feel it.

“Dominic!” I cry, his name like honey in my mouth. “Oh my god, that’s so good.”

Xavier chuckles huskily. “Who knew our sweet little shortcake was into things like this?” he asks. “You want it rough, Pen?”

It’s all I can do to nod. This deep into my heat, I can’t be embarrassed about any of it, but there’s something about having it called out like that that just makes me burn hotter. Makes me want it even more than I already do.

Dominic growls low in his throat, and the sound shivers over me. Xavier echoes the sound, fucking deeper into me, and I’m floating on a wave of pure bliss.

“I think Dominic should get a turn inside her,” Tristan says, and everyone stops as I glance toward Dominic.

His eyes are burning, his posture straight, and I can see his cock tenting his pants. Other than that, he’s the same monument of a man he always is, but his tone brooks no argument.

Xavier and Dominic trade a glance, and then they both grin.

“I like the sound of that,” Dominic admits. “Sharing her.”

“It’s what she wants. Isn’t it, shortcake?” Xavier reaches down and brushes hair out of my face where it’s stuck to my skin with a mixture of sweat and drying tears.

I nod. “Please. Please, I want to feel both of you. I need it.”

And now that it’s been brought up as an option, I do need it. I need it more than I’ve ever needed anything else before. The two of them taking turns, filling me up and giving me what I need. I want to know what Dominic’s cock feels like, want to mark thedifferences between his and Xavier’s until I know them both by heart.

Xavier slides out of me, sending a fresh new wave of feeling through my body as my pussy tries to grip onto him and keep him where he is. He chuckles at that, patting my thigh.

“You’ll be filled up again soon enough, don’t worry.”

Now that he’s mentioned it, I do feel achingly empty without him inside me. I whimper softly, bucking my hips up, trying to encourage Dominic to move faster.

He doesn’t really need the encouragement because in a flash, he’s between my legs again. He doesn’t hold back, rubbing the tip of his cock against my entrance, letting me feel him. He’s thicker than Xavier by just a bit, but Xavier’s cock is longer. That’s hardly an issue when Dominic rams his cock home, filling me up to the brim.

I scream from the feeling of it, immediately gushing more of that sticky wetness around his cock.

Dominic groans, head tipped back and eyes fluttering closed. “Fuck, you feel incredible,” he growls. “You feel fucking perfect.”

“Please,” I pant, working my hips. “Fuck me, Dominic, please.”

He looks down at me, his eyes practically glowing with the same heat that’s rushing through my body. “My pleasure,” he says, and then lets me have it.

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