Page 96 of Mating Mia
The room is positioned at the corner of the house, with views of both the ocean and the lush tropical garden. But what makes my breath catch is the way the glass acts as a mirror from certain angles, reflecting our images back at us everywhere I look.
“What is this?” I ask, turning in a slow circle, seeing myself—still in my wedding dress, hair starting to come loose from its careful arrangement—from a dozen different angles.
“This,” Kane says, coming to stand behind me, his hands sliding around to cup my belly, “is where I’m going to watch my bride get filled from all angles.” His voice drops to a growl that I feel more than hear. “This is where we’re all going to claim you properly, as our omega, our wife, the mother of our pups. To penetrate you at the same time in your pussy and ass.”
My knees go weak, and I have to lean back against him to stay upright.
“All of you?” I whisper, though the idea is far from new. They’ve shared me plenty of times before, but something about this feels different. I don’t think he means one alpha in my mouth.
“All of us,” Finn confirms, coming to stand in front of me. His green eyes are dark with desire, his jaw clenched tight with the effort of restraint. “At the same time. We’ve been planning for this day.”
My pussy clenches hard at his words, a rush of slick soaking through my already damp thong.
“How?” I ask, genuinely curious. We’ve done plenty of combinations, but never all three at once. Kane’s chuckle is dark as he hugs me to him so I can feel his erection.
“Jace will take your ass,” he says, his hand sliding down to cup me between my legs, pressing the fabric of my dress against my aching pussy. “And Finn and I will both take this greedy little pussy.”
I gasp, my eyes widening. “Both of you? I’ve never… we’ve never. Will it fit?”
“You’re an omega,” whispers Jace, kissing my hair. “This wedding night will be so special and you’ll never forget it.”
His reflection in the glass shows his face looking hungry for me, which makes my belly clench.
I glance down at the noticeable bulges in their pants, trying to imagine both Kane and Finn inside me at once. They’re both so big, and I know how thick they are.
“I don’t know if I can,” I admit, heat flooding my face.
“You can,” Kane assures me in a gentle voice. “You were made for this, little omega. Made to take all of us, to be filled.” His hand squeezes gently between my legs, making me whimper. “Now, on the bed. On your stomach.”
I move to the bed on shaky legs, hyperaware of their eyes on me, of the multiple reflections that let me see myself from angles I’ve never seen before. I climb onto the mattress, settling onto my stomach, my face turned to the side so I can still see them.
The towering alphas surround the bed. Kane reaches for me first, his hands finding the zipper of my dress and dragging it down with agonizing slowness. The fabric parts exposing my back to the cool air. Finn helps him peel it away, careful not to tear the delicate material, while Jace works on removing my heels and the garter belt I’d worn just for them.
When they finally have me naked except for the tiny white thong, I hear three separate groans of appreciation. I turn my head to see them all staring at me with such naked hunger that it makes my breath catch.
“Look at you,” Kane says, his voice thick. “So fucking beautiful.”
They strip quickly, efficiently, their clothes dropping to the floor in a rush to get to me.
I watch in the reflective glass as they get naked. Kane’s broad chest and powerful thighs, Finn’s leaner but no less muscular form, Jace’s golden skin glowing in the soft light. And all three of them are hard, so hard, their cocks are jutting proudly from their bodies.
Kane is the first to join me on the bed, his hands finding my ass and spreading the cheeks wide.
“So pretty,” he murmurs, his thumb brushing over my entrance through the thin material of my thong. “All pink and tight and waiting for us.”
Finn and Jace climb onto the bed as well, one on either side of me. Finn pulls the thong aside rather than removing it, exposing my holes to their hungry gazes. I bury my face in the silk sheets, embarrassed by how exposed I am.
“No,” Kane says, gripping my hair and firmly turning my face to the side. “Watch. I want you to see what we’re doing to you.”
I obey, my eyes finding one of the many reflective surfaces. The sight makes my pussy clench—me sprawled on the white bed, my ass raised slightly, three naked men surrounding me like wolves.
“She’s soaked,” Finn observes, sliding a finger through my pussy and bringing it to his lips to taste. “Fucking delicious.”
“Always is,” Jace agrees, his hand joining Finn’s between my legs. “Can’t wait to feel that tight ass squeezing my cock.”
Kane’s hand cracks across my ass cheek suddenly, the sharp sting making me yelp.
“But first,” he says, “we need to make sure you’re ready for him.”
