Page 60 of Dubious Match
That’s the last thing I think of as Felix caresses and moves his hand up my leg, avoiding the gun strapped to my thigh. I moaninto Remy’s mouth as Felix squeezes my ass, using it to pull me tighter against him.
“Fuck, Hollis. Please come for me,” Felix rasps, sucking on a sensitive place between my shoulder and throat. “I want to smell you on me tonight. Your slick is soaking through my pants, baby. Be my good little omega, yeah?”
His words and the way his hips keep constant contact with my clit get me closer to my release as I keen into Remy’s mouth. Remy’s hand squeezes my breast, kneading and pinching my nipple through my clothes makes me writhe as I’m trapped between the two of them.
“What do you need?” Remy rasps.
“I don’t know,” I gasp. “I need more.”
“Can I have permission to make you come? Please, Hollis. I can give you a little more,” Felix says, stealing my lips from his brother. “You’re so goddamned close, baby.”
“Don’t pressure her,” Malcolm growls, making the brothers stiffen. Glancing over at him, I flush. My dress is shoved up, and this doesn’t look great after I practically ran away from them earlier. “I want you to think about this, Hollis. Your scent is all through the house. Brice is holding onto the door frame in the living room so he won’t come over here. Felix is going to take his thumb and press it against your needy, swollen clit. He’ll rub it until you come all over it and then suck your slick from it.”
Holy fucking cow. I’m panting at the visual while Felix grins at me in a way that makes me think he literally wants to eat me.
“Do you want that, Hollis?” Malcolm purrs, smirking as I try to pray to the oxygen gods to help me get enough to my brain to make a decision.
Fuck me, I really do want that before I chicken out.
“Yes,” I gasp. “I do.”
Malcolm stands on the other side of me and grins. “Now come like our good girl.”
And then… thinking is not an option. Malcolm kisses me, his hand closes over my other breast so that both he and Remy are torturing me. I wish there was more give to this dress so that they could have more access, but there isn’t. I suppose I should think about that for next time.
Felix’s hand grabs my ass to keep me still while his thumb rolls slowly over my clit. I want to beg for more, but I can’t speak right now. His speed makes me mewl and Malcolm’s lips curl up as he continues to kiss me.
“Patience, baby,” Remy murmurs. “He’s going to make you feel so good.”
The muscles in my thighs begin to feel as if they’re liquifying, and there’s a heat growing in my belly. My pussy wants something to fill it, and this is about the time that I’d use a toy.
Whimpering against Malcolm’s lips, I want to beg for more.
“Since you use our toys, Hollis… Have you used any of the knotted dildos?” Remy asks.
“Yes, I want to know,” Malcolm says, moving his lips to kiss my temple. “You’re fucking stunning, baby. You’re almost there.”
“Yes!” I cry out, an answer to both of them.
“Fuck yes,” Remy groans. “God, now I want to know which one is your favorite. The thought of you fucking a knot into your tight little cunt is enough to make me come in my pants. That’s it, baby. You keep circling those hips. Felix will get you there.”
A startled scream releases from my lips as Felix switches from his thumb to two fingers, rolling faster over my clit.
“Yes, yes, Felix, fuck, please,” I wail.
“You’re so wet, Hollis,” he says in a worshipful tone. “There’s so much we all want to do to you. Mal is right. We’ll start slow. Come on, baby. Think about a thick knot stretching you open. It feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Yes,” I gasp. “I want it.”
“I know, baby. One day soon, you’ll have mine. Imagining how wet and tight you’re going to be is going to have me begging one of these assholes to make me come,” he groans.
Oh. Oh yes. My eyes roll as I think about the way they must take care of each other’s needs. It doesn’t make me jealous, rather the opposite. I want to watch, participate, and know what it’s like for this pack to “take care of each other” in the bedroom.
My mind runs wild as Remy and Malcolm touch me, and I come so hard my scream is without sound. Opening my eyes, I gaze in shock at the alphas as they grin at me proudly. Felix sucks on his fingers before dropping to his knees to lick every drop of slick off my thighs. I give a needy whine of complaint as he fixes my dress with a grin and stands.
“You’re delicious,” he says, kissing me. I can taste myself on his lips and tongue, and I find myself rising to my toes for more. “Greedy, no more for you.”
Pouting, I nod. “I am very awake now,” I grumble.
