Page 164 of Pack Scratch Fever
I wish Poe had been there that day. I wish there had been three knots for me to take at once…
“Let’s see how muchIcan make you soak, Omega. Now take off that shirt,” he commands.
Whimpering, I pull the shirt over my head and toss it to the floor, leaving me in only my white lace bra. The fabric covering my nipples makes the sensitive skin ache, and I groan in discomfort.
“The bra, too. Show me those tits,” Poe commands.
I happily obey, relieved at the cold air touching my skin.
“Perfect,” he whispers. But he still hasn’t touched me since he pulled my leggings and panties off.
He’s just been staring.
“Poe.Alpha,” I groan, arching my back. “It hurts.”
“My Omega needs to come, doesn’t she?” he purrs, still staring at my body and fucking me with his eyes.
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Good.” He stands and moves to the foot of the bed, then grabs my ankles. He drags me toward him until my ass is hovering over the edge of the bed, then kneels.
“Legs over my shoulders, Omega,” he commands. “Bring that pretty pussy here.”
He helps guide my legs, then my cunt is against his mouth.
I scream.
Poe licks my slit back and forth, moaning into my pussy while he sucks all the juices from my core, drinking up the slick I give him.
It’s filthy, but he tries to get his tongue as deep as he can inside me, fucking me with it.
I play with my breasts, pinching my nipples to the point of pain while I lift my ass to thrust against Poe’s face. He keeps one hand wrapped around my hip and rests the other on the mattress.
Finally, he gives attention to my clit, flicking it with his tongue while fire licks up my spine.
It’s embarrassing how fast I come. I tilt my head back and cry out, my pussy clenching on nothing while I gush down his face.
Poe doesn’t stop, though. His lips stay attached to my clit, and we both moan when he presses a finger inside me.
“More, Alpha, please,” I groan. “Fill me up. I can take more.”
He pushes another finger into me, hitting a delicious, sensitive spot, and my eyes roll into the back of my head.
I’m almost at my release when two new scents assault my senses.
“That’s a beautiful fucking sight,” says a strained voice, and I turn my head to see Maddox and Avery in the doorway, both of them dressed in only unbuttoned jeans, their cocks in their fists. Their muscled chests heave while they each grip their cocks, working themselves while I moan in pleasure.
They’re touching themselves while watching Poe eat me out.
“Need to see you come again, Princess,” Avery moans, and I see stars, clenching all over Poe’s fingers.
“That’s right,” Maddox pants. “Just like that, Omega, come all over his mouth. Make him drink your slick, Princess.”
Poe doesn’t stop licking me until I tug on his hair, and even then, he keeps his fingers inside me, pumping slowly.
His face is shiny with my slick, his hair messy, but he’s still as handsome as ever.
“One more,” he breathes. “One more for us, Omega. Clamp down on my fingers like it’s a knot, then you’ll have a real one.”
