Page 54 of The Knotty Omega
My worries are short lived, because in an instant, her perfume is swirling in the air around us, making my mouth water. My eyes crack open, and she’s staring at me, her cheeks a rosy red and her lips slightly parted.
“You guys really like my scent…that much?” Her tongue darts out to wet her bottom lip and her pupils are blown.
I bark out a laugh. “Blossom, I was in this house smuggling around your scent like a damn drug dealer, and all these alphas were just waiting for their next hit. I’m pretty sure that Ollie still has a pen stashed in his room somewhere.”
A small smile pulls at her lips. “Have you and Mattie…um…”
“Have we ever imagined you between us while fucking?” I supply helpfully, shuddering at the wave of pleasure that goes through me when CJ wiggles her hips over my cock in response to my words. “Mmmhmm. Including one particularly intense time where I video called him and we both jerked off while Mattie made me tell him what I’d do to you.”
A sharp gasp leaves her, and she rolls her hips over my aching cock again. “Oh, Arch,” she moans. “What did you tell him?”
I work my belt off quickly, shimmying just my pants down so when she moves again, it's just the soft fabric of my underwear and her shorts between us.
“Ohhh blossom,” my fingers dig into her hips, “Mmm. I believe I said I’d have you ride him, and then lick your pussy and his knot at the same time until you both came.”
“Shit,” she hisses, stepping back and shimmying her pants off. I do the same, and in the next moment, she’s sinking her hot, wet heat down onto me.
“Fuuuuck, CJ,” I groan, my hands finding their way back to her hips as she rocks on top of me.
“Archie, oh Archie!” She chants as she bounces up and down on my cock. She hunches over, taking my mouth in a desperate kiss that I return ten-fold, her hands gripping my shoulders like they’re what’s grounding her.
Her tongue swipes along mine, her taste filling my mouth and her scent flooding my nose until all I can do is buck up into her and swallow her moans.
Her pussy clenches around me like a goddamn vice, and her head flies back, a groan falling from the back of her throat as she rides out her orgasm.
Taking charge, I band one arm around her waist and flip us so we’re lying across the couch, her beneath me. All it takes is a few hard thrusts with my arm under leg before she’s shuddering on me again. I follow after, holding my hips to hers as I empty myself inside of her.
Collapsing on top of her, I press kisses all over her forehead, cheeks, chin and nose while she giggles breathlessly.
“Who needs comfort food when I have you?” She asks, pecking me on the nose.
“Who says you can’t have a good fuckinganda grilled cheese sandwich?”
“Small minded people,” she nods seriously.
“Damn straight, blossom.”
***
“Why the fuck does it smell like sex and grilled cheese downstairs?!” Titus calls through the house an hour later. The nest is filled with the sound Cady's giggles and she hides her face in my naked chest, where she had settled after round two.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
I’m so fucking excited. Tonight is mine and Tink's date night, and I have the best surprise for her. I’m putting the finishing touches on this sick piece I’ve been working on for my buddy Trey when the bell above the door rings, and I look up to see an angel waltzing into my tattoo shop.
A five foot two, curvy little angel.
Her eyes light up when she spots me and gives me an adorable little wave. “Hey Tink. Give me five, okay? Do you need a water or anything?”
“Oh, no I’m okay,” she says sweetly, toying with the hem of the little black skirt I want to fucking rip off of her. She looks sexy as hell with her shapely legs on display and she’s paired it with combat boots, a band-shirt and a denim jacket. The high ponytail swinging from her head makes me want to wrap my fist around it and—
“Does she want to watch?” My buddy asks, glancing at her. He’s cool like that. He’s a beta, and has been married for a few years to his high school sweetheart. If he was anyone else, my alpha would probably be all growly and snapping at him to keep his eyes to himself, but since he’s both a beta and married, my alpha doesn't seem to see him as a threat.
“You wanna watch?” I direct the question at her before she sits on the plush leather chair in the waiting area. Her eyes light up and she nods, tentatively coming over to me. It’s just the three of us in the shop since it’s a little after closing, so there’s plenty of open seats for her to drag next to me.
She watches in fascination as I finish the shading on his arm, then wipe away the blood. Her eyes are wide as I wrap his arm in plastic wrap. “You know what to do man. Take it off in a few hours, then wash and get some aquaphor on that shit.”
“Thanks Ollie,” Trey pulls out a couple hundred dollars and puts it on my station. “Keep the change and take that omega out on a nice date.”
