Page 8 of Omegas Need
He was so delicate and sweet, every part of him screamed omega and my hands practically shook as I began to remove his clothes from his body, careful not to touch a single part of him.
Even though our skin didn’t so much as brush together, he was shivering as I pulled his pants down his legs.
Finally, both were naked, lying next to each other.
For a moment, I sat back, watching them, unable to categorize the perfection of the two omegas in my bed. Each was lovelier than the other, almost complete opposites aside from their delicate frames and hard cocks desperate to be touched. Usman’s pheromones were mingling with Wren’s now, though not as overpowering and it was enough to make me dizzy.
Wren was sweating now, even on top of the sheets in the cool air, so I pulled my shirt off over my head, tossing it aside and then did the same with my pants.
Usman’s eyes never left my body, his gaze fixated on my cock, still thicker at the base, Knot ready to form, indicating how close I already was.
Under his gaze, I couldn’t help but reach down and grip my cock, stroking it. He took a shuddering breath and then becauseI couldn’t take the teasing any longer, I crawled up Wren, straddling his chest to press my cock to his face.
He let out a guttural moan, his lips parting, tasting my length as I ran it over his face, giving him what he needed, a dose of my pheromones where they were the strongest.
He groaned, pressed his nose to my balls, inhaled and then sucked them, his tongue finding my knot a moment later and lapping the spot.
My cock twitched, precome slipping from the tip and I forced myself to pull back.
“You’re driving me crazy,” I murmured. “It’s time to fuck you.”
His eyes fluttered open hopefully and he reached for my hips, but I shook my head, instead, helping him to move until he was positioned how I wanted, on top of Usman.
The other omega gasped when he realized that I was making Wren mount him, so that their faces were together.
Wren began to kiss him at once, and Usman’s arms went around his waist like a vice, holding him tightly.
I lined myself over Wren’s smooth, freckled back, then wove a hand into his hair, pulling his head back.
“Listen Wren,” I whispered. “Do you hear me?”
I waited for the omega’s nod. His eyes were closed, his small ass moving against my cock, wet hole rubbing the length.
It felt so good, had been so long, that for a moment, my lips parted, and eyes squeezed shut, conversation momentarily forgotten.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” I promised.
He moaned desperately in response.
“But how do you want Usman?” I asked. “You want to fuck him? Or thrust against his cock?”
Usman took a shaking breath, watching us both. Waiting.
Finally, Wren’s eyes opened, fixing on Usman under him.
“Wanna fuck you, Manny,” he murmured.
Usman shivered and nodded, lifting his knees to give Wren access andfuck, he was so wet down there, slick and dripping and already clenching with anticipation. I wanted so badly to touch him, to taste him too. But I knew Wren was the only one really up for offer, so I watched and then reached down to grip Wren’s cock when he was too wobbly to find the right angle and steered it into his lovers hole.
Wren gasped and Usman’s head fell back, lips open on a silent cry.
For a moment, I watched, mesmerized by the sensual way they moved together, clinging to each other desperately. But being inside his omega lover wasn’t going to end this for Wren, so I pushed forward, forcing my tip into his hole.
He shuddered, grunting as I entered him, then pushed his ass back, swallowing my length down, moaning obscenely until he hit my thickened gland and stopped.
I gripped his hips, breathing hard, gaze catching Usman’s flushed face as our eyes met, and then I thrust forward, pushing Wren until he took my knot and impaled Usman at the same time.
They both shouted as I began my rhythm, moving them both with me with every snap of my hips.
