Page 36 of The Knotty Omega
With that, I swallow roughly, turning towards Matteo. His tan skin is in perfect contrast to his deep green eyes, his brown hair disheveled in a way I’m pretty sure is uncommon for him, but the stress of the last hour got him, just as it did the rest of us.
“On one condition.” My voice is barely a whisper.
“And what condition would that be, little omega?” Matteo’s rough voice asks.
“What doestesoro miomean?”
The corner of his lips turns up as he places a finger under my chin. “My treasure.” With that, his lips meet mine, the taste of his caramel bourbon scent melting on my tongue as his dances with mine. He kisses me like he wants to consume me, like he’s the only thing I’ll ever think about again.
I’m acutely aware of Archie’s hands roving up and down my thighs while Matteo’s hand grips the back of my neck, plundering my mouth.
A gasp leaves me when Archie’s hand slips into the front of my pants and finds my soaking wet center.
“Oh, fuck, sweet girl,” Archie groans, swiping his fingers through my folds.
“How wet is she?” Ollie’s voice sounds from in front of us, his voice full of lust.
I should feel self conscious about being touched in front of everyone, shouldn't I? But I don’t. In fact, all I feel is regret that they can’t join us.
“So fucking wet, brother,” Archie’s mouth finds my neck as he finds my clit, drawing a whine from me and I hear Simon let out a strangled groan.
Matteo’s hand covers my breast, massaging gently while he fucks my mouth with his tongue. I’ve never been with more than one man before, hell, I’ve hardly been with a man. Two or three fumbling encounters in high school does not a sex expert make.
The sensations are all so overwhelming, I can hardly keep track of what’s happening where. Suddenly, my face is being turned, and I’m kissing Archie. Sweet, intimate kisses full of longing quickly turn to playful nips and tugs on my bottom lip before his tongue soothes the abused spot. He continues his ministrations on my clit, while Matteo takes over the empty spot on my neck, licking up a stripe as he reaches into my shirt and tweaks my nipple.
“Mattie!” My lips break from Archie’s just long enough to cry at the sharp sensation in my breast before he swallows my moans again. Mattie chuckles into my throat.
“Tesoro mio, I never wish to be called another name with you. Only Mattie.” He hums, then says, “Or alpha.”
I whimper my agreement as Archie takes my bottom lip lightly between his teeth, and pinches my clit.
My scream of release echoes throughout the car and I swear we swerve a little, Simon muttering, “Shit, Ollie. Eyes on the road.”
My eyes blink open as my orgasm dies down, and I give Archie and Mattie a shy grin despite the fact one of them still has their fingers in my pussy and one of my nipples is out.
“That was beautiful Tink,” Ollie says as he glances up at me in the rearview mirror.
Simon’s eyes are heated as he looks at me before turning forward again, and Mattie presses a kiss to my temple. “Feeling better,tesoro mio?”
“Much,” I admit, my cheeks flushing as Archie removes his hand from my pants and sticks one of his fingers in his mouth, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he groans.
“Mattie, you gotta taste this,” Archie says, holding his other finger in front of my face. With a smirk, Mattie leans forward and wraps his lips around Archie’s still soaking finger, licking the slick straight off of it. I’m so wet I wouldn’t be surprised if slick was leaking out of my jeans and onto the seat of the car.
“The most delicious dessert,” Mattie purrs, “one that I fully intend to sample from the source at some point.” Seeing the head alpha wrap his lips around his beta’s finger to taste me is a sight so erotic, I’m not sure I’ll ever recover.
That sends another shiver through me, and holy fuck what is wrong with me? Since when do I slick through jeans and let people finger me in the backseat of a moving vehicle?
“We’re here!” Ollie says happily, putting the car into park.
“Oh my god,” I gasp, leaning over Archie’s lap to look out the window. A white, spanish hacienda style home greets us, but it’s far larger than anything I had imagined. It’s big enough to be considered an estate, and Archie helps me out of the car while everyone else gets out. I’m still staring at it when the sound of another vehicle has my head turning,
Titus pulls up in my beat-up red sedan. “How did he get done so fast?” I ask, looking at Ollie.
He gives me a sheepish look and scratches the back of his head. “I may have taken a loop or two around the block so you could…finish.”
My cheeks flush red as I shake my head, giving him a playful slap on the arm. “I knew you’d be trouble.”
“This car is a safety hazard,” Titus grumbles, getting out of my car. “When was the last time you got it serviced?”
