Page 22 of Talk About… Secrets
All panic and thoughts fell from my head, leaving me with only a blissful smile as I came undone for my pack.
“You can’t fix every freakout with orgasms,” I grumbled half-heartedly as they pulled away, all looking far too proud of themselves.
“Oh, I think we can,” Beck argued.
“Can I ask you something that might be a little… weird?” That had them all perking up.
“I can’t wait to see where this one is going,” Cade said, his smile lighting up his face and stealing away any lingering grogginess from the abrupt wakeup.
“Will you three jack off for me? I want you to come on me. My omega is dying to have you all mark me that way,” I admitted, covering my eyes.
Their silence had me cringing. Clearly, itwasweird. But my omega was feral now, needing marked in a way we couldn’t just cover up, we’dknowit was there.
When they still said nothing, I was ready to try and fix it. “You know what, ignore me, pretend I didn’t say anything.”
“Oh no, sweetheart, we were waiting for you to open those pretty blue eyes,” Beck corrected me. I forced myself to look at them, only to find they all hovered over me, cocks already in hand.
Now that I was watching, they started to stroke. There was such a contrast how each handled themselves, and I found it both fascinating, and sexy. Cade’s movements were quick, and harsh. Beck’s controlled with a slight twist at the end, and finally Spencer’s movements were slow and methodical.
I was practically panting as I stared at their hands and cocks, waiting for one of them to erupt.
Cade let out a low groan, his head falling back for a brief moment. He picked up the pace and then tensed, forcing his eyes to lock onto me.
“Touch yourself, Grace. Come with us,” he ordered. That was an order I didn’t hesitate to follow. I was already wet and dripping from Beck’s mouth and my earlier orgasm, my fingers easily sliding around my clit as I rubbed it, setting a pace that had me whimpering as I watched them.
Cade’s breath caught, my only warning before hot ropes of cum hit my stomach and breasts, painting over them in streaks. I scooped up some of his cum, using it as lube as I frantically teased my clit, needing that release now that they were losing control.
Then Beck growled, his cum hitting my chin and lips before joining the beta’s cum on my chest. I swiped my tongue out, groaning at the flavor of my alpha.
Finally, Spencer joined last, as calm and in control as always. His eyes were darker than ever as his breath caught and his cum joined the others.
That was all I could do to hold back, my orgasm washing through me with a molten intensity. It swirled through my limbs and had my toes curling and a moan escaping.
I moved my hand upward, fingers trailing through their releases, mixing them together as my omega danced in their combined scents.
“Our omega looks good like this,” Beck husked as he stared at me, watching almost as intently as I just watched them.
“I don’t know how you thought we wouldn’t enjoy that,” Cade groaned. “I’m almost as feral as the alpha now.”
“But, we’re out of time,” I said, forcing myself to stand up and head for the bathroom. I should go back to my room, make sure no one could see us, but I wasn’t walking out there naked and covered in cum.
Unluckily for them, I locked them out of their bathroom, cleaning myself up but leaving the remnants of their cum.
If I let them in, I knew we’d get caught up again. We’d already taken more time than I intended and I didn’t want my sister calling and checking in with me having zero updates.
Thankfully, they were staying in a suite, which meant there was more than one bathroom. The others showered quickly, so we were heading down to the dining room half an hour later, far more put together than before I showered.
The chef himself came out to get our drink orders and discuss the menu. It was kind of nice that not everyone at this venue was a mess.
I was starving, and there was no way I was about to hold back. I also wanted to know what he made best so I had some recommendations for Hailey.
“We’re supposed to be visiting for the bride and groom that will be here Monday. I’d love to have some recommendations to give her, so if you could tell me your favorite thing to cook on the menu, I’ll take that for breakfast, as long as it also has a side of bacon.”
“Oh, I like your style,” the chef complimented. It wasn’t like the alpha was flirting with me, but of course, I felt Beck’s leg press into mine. I was grateful he was keeping to our deal, making sure prying eyes couldn’t make sense of what we were doing here.
“What about coffee?” Cade prompted. “Or, are you more of a tea-in-the-morning kind of girl?”
“Definitely coffee, but I like mine sweet,” I told the chef. He nodded, made a note, and turned to the guys, starting with Spencer.
