Page 4 of Bite of Spice

I nodded eagerly, opening my mouth wide as he slid in, the musky scent of my Beta filling my nose as I came flush with his skin. A moan rattled through me, Joel groaning as he involuntarily thrust forward. “How do you want it, little Alpha? Hard and fast?” Another moan came from my throat as my eyes closed. Joel knew me too well as he began rocking his hips forward, his cock edging farther and farther into my mouth. “Do you want us to own your pleasure, little Alpha? Consume you so that the only thing you can think of is our touch? Our cocks? Who you belong to?”

My head bobbed up and down a few times as I tightened my grip on Kieran’s arms, wriggling between my Omega and myAlpha as my body began to lock up, my orgasm just around the corner. Joel began thrusting into my mouth, his fingers tight in my hair, his cock suffocating me every time it nearly slid down my throat. Tears streamed down my face as I gave in, the plug setting off an explosive orgasm as I shuddered between them.

Joel came seconds later with a growl, spilling down my throat as Isaias stuffed the plug inside, a scream on my lips.

“How would you like to walk around like that all day?” Isaias nipped at my ear. “With me inside of you. Every time you move, just thinking of me in there.” He began playing with the plug again. “And if you’re a good boy I’ll have Joel remove it and clean you up after dinner.”

A whimper tore from my throat as Joel sat back with a lopsided grin, his heated gaze telling me he would enjoy everything our Alpha was offering. Just the thought of walking around with Isaias’ cum stuffed in my hole as we spent Thanksgiving with everyone had my cheeks coloring a deep red.

“Is that a yes, little Alpha?”

“Yes,” I breathed, my body still spasming from the aftershocks of the thorough workover they had given me. Sometimes, I felt like the Omega between them based on the roles I had grown up learning about. And yet, it didn’t bother me to be the center of this pack. It didn’t bother me that Kieran didn’t want to be treated like the Omega and he never had a problem with how needy I was.

Isaias playfully swatted my ass before sitting up, my mates following the move as well. Still in the center, my gaze fell on Kieran, grinning at how beautiful he was and how lucky I was to have a pack like this.

Kieran leaned forward and I met him halfway, accepting his kiss. Hunger and passion moved between us as I placed my hands on his belly, sighing into his mouth with contentment. Iwould have never imagined us ending up like this but I wouldn’t change anything for the world.

Isaias slowly pulled me back before pressing a short kiss to Kieran’s lips over my shoulder. “As much as I want to continue this, Grandma should be here soon and I’m not letting her see you like this.” A wild, heated grin slipped onto his face and I knew that he would absolutely continue fucking us if we stayed here any longer. The thick scent of syrup and peaches hung in this room and a few more minutes in here, I’d find myself on my back and screaming for mercy.

Yeah, not in front of the guests.

He didn’t have to tell me twice as I called dibs on the shower in Isaias’ bedroom.

Four

TERRENCE

Three hours into the preparations, Grandma toiling away with the turkey, I couldn’t help the warmth that built up in my chest. She kept slapping at Isaias’ hands, warning him to stay out of the kitchen with his ‘Alpha clumsiness’ before banning him to the living room. Just as I thought Isaias would be disappointed, he gave me a wink and a triumphant smile as if he had been planning this the whole time.

“Oh, you fucker,” I mumbled under my breath, straightening up when Grandma tsked at me to run over and help her.

“Get your ass over here and make yourself useful if you’re going to be in the kitchen, Ren.” She impatiently waved me over and pointed at the uncooked noodles. “Mac n cheese. Pronto.”

I loved helping but just to play with her, I pretended I didn’t want to. “What about Isaias? How come he doesn’t get to help?”

“Because he tends to knock things over and I can’t afford him messing with the turkey.” She twisted around as she based the turkey with another round of spices and homemade glaze before sticking it back in the oven. My mouth was officially watering. Isaias could cook just fine but he was obviously enjoying grandma taking up the gauntlet this Thanksgiving. As long as I got turkey, I didn’t care who was in charge of it.

My attention fell to the noodles as I prepared the pot and the water, my lower half shifting uncomfortably with the fullness in my ass. My cheeks colored remembering what we had been doing a few hours ago and what Isaias had promised me the moment everyone left our house. One glance toward the living room and I could see that Isaias knewexactlywhat was on my mind. His tongue darted out to lick his lips as he leaned back into the cushion, his eyes darkening with mischievous intent as he mouthed ‘color’.

I twisted to look at Grandma who was now fully involved with the sweet potatoes before turning back to Isaias. Did I fucking dare say green? Swallowing carefully, I mouthed ‘green’, bracing myself for the worst. He slid his hand into his pocket, tilting his head to the side as if waiting for something to happen. That’s when I felt the slight buzz in my ass, my legs turning to jello. I caught myself on the counter, biting back a whimper just before Grandma shot me a strange look.

Tears gathered in my eyes as my knuckles whitened with my grip, pleasure thrumming through my entire body. A few more seconds and I was going to explode in my pants, whichwasn’tan option. I could only imagine what my scent was doing, Isaiaschuckling from his spot just as the buzzing stopped. Letting out a deep breath didn’t stave off the pleasurable shocks to my system but at least I was saved from cumming in public.

Determined to let Isaias know how uncool that was, I marched toward him only stopping when Kieran stumbled into the room, frantically looking around as if he was missing something. His hands moved chaotically over his large belly, Kieran dressed in his usual black shirt and thick sweatpants that he deemed most comfortable. His gaze soon fell on Isaias, a deep grunt from the back of his throat rumbling through the room. His scent sweetened slightly as I watched my Omega fall prey to his biology.

A second later he was stalking toward Isaias, grunting with each step before repositioning our Alpha to sit between his legs and lay back. Kieran had confessed to me a few days ago that he wanted to sit on our Alpha’s lap but their size never worked. There was never enough room. I could tell that it was just the hormones, though, and that Kieran wouldneverentertain this shit otherwise. Still, it was cute watching Isaias sit back farther, confused and worried as Kieran climbed onto the couch and resituated until they were blocked in by pillows. When our Omega finally stopped moving, Isaias relaxed as well, his arms wrapping around Kieran’s belly.

“You just wanted me to hold you, sweetheart?”

Kieran nodded and leaned back a little farther, tipping his head up to catch a kiss from our Alpha. They stayed like that, supping from each other for several minutes before Kieran pulled away, his attention now focused on Grandma in the kitchen. “What are you guys doing?” His voice was rough from sleep and I could only imagine that Joel had taken him for another ride after we had left the nest.

“Thanksgiving!” I offered, excited. Bouncing toward the couch, I knelt before my mates, grinning up at them. WhenKieran didn’t return my smile, I sat back on my heels. “Shit, when was the last time you had Thanksgiving?”

Tears gathered in his eyes as his shoulders sunk a little. “Years. Not since I was at home.”

I hadn’t thought of even asking Kieran about this holiday or any others but I was determined to make sure that every single one from now on was the best he ever had. “Would you like to have Thanksgiving?” I asked, my purr slipping through. He nodded slowly, his nose twitching at all the wonderful smells running through the kitchen. “Oh good. I’m going back to help before everyone gets here. Where’s Joel?”

An evil grin slid onto our Omega’s face. “I wore him out.”

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