Page 88 of Small Town Shy Omega
Clucker didn't like me bossing him around so he hopped away, leaving me to my lonesome.
After we left Whimsical Wonders, Blake rubbed my cheek.
“Wanna make love when we get back, baby?”
“I’m not in my heat.”
“It’s up to you,” and Blake shrugged.
Not too pushy—not pushy at all, not even… like he wanted to make love to me, not in particular. Just… a question, a passing thought reaching his mind. Here on second, gone the next.
Just… a tossed-out question.
Blake looked away. Uninterested, paying no attention to me. Paying hardly any attention me, correction.
The answer was yes, I did want to make love.
Even though I wasn’t in my heat, I wanted my Alphas to make love to me.
Blake laid me down,and I moaned as he softly laid his body over mine. “Blake,” I whispered, fingertips cinching around his shoulders. Fates, he felt good. So fucking good, and he wasn’t at all intense, wasn’t at all scary, too much, too strong. Too… nothing.
He was just right, I thought, his hands cinching through my hair, tugging at my purple locks.
“Baby,” Blake muttered, lips ghosting over mine. “You’re so fucking perfect, Layla. Let me make love to you.”
Soft, sweet, and tender.
I wasn’t in my heat. My Alphas knew that, and they didn't care.
That meant there would be no slick, no intense rush of passion.
“Will I bore you?” I asked, not wanting to be unattractive. I wouldn’t be able to stand it if I was.
Dreydon shuffled out of his clothes, and Josh unbuckled his belt… both men came onto the bed, and Josh kissed my hand.
“You breathing is exciting, Layla,” Josh said honestly, staring into my eyes. “I could look at you just…being…forever.”
“Being?” I let out a laugh.
“Being you,” Josh shrugged, bringing my hand to his lips. “Being your perfect self.”
When Blake made love to me, I felt worshipped, cared, for and adored.
Each Alpha took his turn, and I laid there in that bed, emotion barreling over me.
I was like a sponge, I thought, a sponge that soaked up all their affection, love, warmth and protective care they had to give.
Josh bent down, and he sucked on my nipples. “Perfect,” he growled, and his hard dick stuck up, letting me know he was around.
Reaching out, I wrapped my fingers around it. “Let me suck on you, Josh,” I begged, milking his shaft. “Please.”
While Blake entered me, I sucked on Josh’s cock. I just… lost myself in the taste, texture, and truly I felt even better and more attractive than when I was in my heat.
I took Dreydon in my hand next, barely able to fit my fingers around it—and I sucked his next, then I pressed both my Alphas’ cocks together and kissed them.
“O-Oh,” I muttered, Blake breeding into me just right.
“Wanna make you pregnant, little Omega,” Blake whispered, and though I couldn’t get pregnant except during my heat and my Alphas knew that, I appreciated the thought.
