Page 27 of The Honor of Being Hers
“Let’s move to the nest, we’ll be more comfortable there,” Tyler added as he picked up the discarded shirt.
Lauren could do no more than bury her head in Ryan’s neck and breathe deeply as they moved up the stairs towards the nest she had yet to enter.
When they arrived, it was William who carefully pulled her from Ryan’s arms and turned her towards the most comfortable oval-shaped alcove.Softly padded walls and what seemed like a million pillows in various shades ranging from dusty pink to a deep purple lay before her.“Go on, love.Make the nest as it should be.”
As if a dam broke inside of her, she crawled into the nest and started rearranging pillows and blankets, before barking at them that she needed their shirts.
Ryan’s went on the far end, William’s was tucked near the entrance, and Tyler’s needed to be just there.In the middle to keep everything balanced.When the frenzied feeling of needing to create the perfect nest left her, they helped her undress slowly.No rush.No fumbling.Ryan kissed her shoulder as he lifted her shirt, the cotton dragging against her oversensitive skin like sandpaper, making her gasp and arch into the sensation despite the intensity.His lips were warm and soft against her heated flesh, a perfect contrast.
Tyler slid her panties down her thighs with both hands, steady and reverent, his knuckles brushing against her heated flesh as the damp fabric peeled away.The cotton was soaked through, clinging to her skin, and she could feel how wet she was—evidence of her body’s preparation painted across her inner thighs.
William kissed the inside of her knee while she lay back across the cushions, her skin hot and flushed, the cool air like a sigh against her soaked core.
“Hold her,” Tyler said, and Ryan moved behind her again, pulling her into his lap, one arm around her torso, the other locking her hips in place.
“How are you doing, sweetheart?”William asked.
“I’m good,” she breathed.“Fuck, please, touch me!”
“Then present for us, Omega,” Ryan said.
Within seconds, she’d leapt out of William’s lap and gotten on her elbows and knees.Ass turned up, legs spread so they could see her weeping core.
“Beautiful Omega.”Tyler praised.She whined in response.
William tapped the inside of her thighs, and she immediately spread her legs wider.
“Good girl,” Ryan said, “now stay still, Tyler’s thirsty.”
Tyler kneeled behind her and leaned forward to kiss her clit with an open mouth.Only moments after feeling his lips against her core, she felt his tongue slowly lap at her as the air grew thicker by the second.The surprising intensity of the wet heat of his mouth against her most sensitive flesh made her cry out, the sound echoing off the walls.
She moaned loudly and reached forward to grasp William, her fingers clutched at the soft fabric of his shirt, hoping to find a semblance of stability as the first real wave of her heat crashed over her.
Her hips bucked once, twice, until Ryan slapped her bottom sharply.
“Stay still,” he murmured as he leaned toward her head.“Let him drink.”
The sheer carnality of Ryan’s words, the command, and the fact that one of her Alphas was literally lapping the proof of her need from her core, caused her to clench and spill out another wave.
Time ceased to matter as she kept herself as still as she could while Tyler lapped and lapped away at her most sensitive spot.Lost in the haze of presenting her sex for her Alphas, and hearing their praise and encouragement, she was surprised when Tyler stopped, and William took his place.
She felt his fingers trail all over her legs, buttocks, and lower back.Until he finally trailed them down her crack, pressing down briefly when she arched her hips upwards.“Easy little Omega, we’ll take care of that hole too, don’t worry.But not this first heat, for now let’s see how needy we can make you.”His fingers continued down into the slick that covered the inside of her thighs—all that wetness her body had produced, coating her skin like silk.One finger going round and round in tight circles, never quite where she needed him most.The wet sounds of his fingers moving against her filled the quiet room, obscene and perfect, making her face burn with embarrassment and arousal in equal measure.
She whined, unable to keep her body from jerking again, but Ryan kneeled next to her and said, “Such a good Omega.You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, presenting yourself like this for us.She could feel his hard cock pressed against her hip and his ragged breath near her ear as he praised her.
Then Tyler, who had moved to sit in front of her, pulled her hand into his lap, guiding her fingers beneath the waistband of his sweatpants.
“Touch me,” he said.“You can make me come, sweet girl.I want to feel you while he takes you apart.”
She curled her hand around him, mouth falling open as his weight filled her palm.He hissed between his teeth and kissed her again, his tongue stroking into her like he couldn’t get close enough.
William’s fingers moved faster, then slowed, teasing her, making her body tremble and twist.
“Please,” she whispered.“Please don’t stop, please.”
When she started to struggle to stay upright, both Tyler and Ryan reached out to grab the thigh closest to them.
Tyler’s hips stuttered in her hand as she continued to stroke him, learning the rhythm he liked best, the slick tension of his arousal against her palm.He was close, but she was closer.William leaned in, kissed the inside of her thigh, then sucked her clit into his mouth, and that was it.
