Page 83 of Crash Course Omega
“Don’t worry about it,” he says, not hesitating for a second as he lines his cock up.
I whimper, the twin sensations of Everest’s tongue and Jaxx’s thickness from underneath making me grab the car even more roughly.
“Yeah, that’s good, sweetheart. Make sure you hold on for this. I think it’s about to get messy.”
Like with Everest, there’s nothing to stop him driving himself straight into me. The thud and my cry are one sound as pleasure pounds through me, and I give myself over to them.
There’s no need to hold on or try to be in control with them. I trust them to take the lead.
I close my eyes, feeding my awareness into the sensations in my body. The pleasure builds and rushes so quickly that I can barely breathe through my cries. A hoarse shout of pleasure from Jaxx is background noise when my mind has vanished and all that’s left is his cock, Everest’s tongue, and my omega senses dominating me.
This is the kind of omega I want to be. One who can give herself to her alphas as Jaxx thrusts into me as fast as he can, and Everest keeps up with him.
“You can stroke yourself, you know?” I gasp at Everest, and his eyes widen like he just realizes it.
“But don’t forget her breasts,” Jaxx orders over the sounds of my cries.
Straightaway, Everest is there. His coordination is perfect, taking both my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and twisting with just enough pressure that spirals of pleasure wind out from my chest. All while he keeps licking me through Jaxx’s thrusts.
The sound and smell of my slick, Jaxx’s shouts, and Everest’s moans, along with my deep cries as they both pleasure me, are perfect. I haven’t felt so amazing in such a long time. Even when I was with four alphas I hired for my heat, it was nothing like the pleasure they are giving me. And all because their pheromones are the most delicious things I’ve smelled since Maddock’s.
It’s so intense that all I can do is press my face against the hard cockpit and keep inhaling deeply. But even with all the spiraling craziness, it still isn’t enough.
I need Maddock as well, and the only place I can get him is on the tip of my tongue.
I stretch out, licking the now warm metal, hoping that even the briefest taste of him will fill me up.
“Look at you,” Jaxx hums as he lays another kiss on my shoulder. “You’re really that hungry for him, aren't you, sweetheart?” He climbs kisses up my body until he nips at my ear. “Do you still love him that much?” he whispers with another thrust.
My heart clenches as I squeeze my eyes closed. I want to avoid any conversations like that. Of course I still love him; I can’t be me if I don’t love him. But I’m not here with Maddock. This is for them.
“You don’t have to answer me,” he says with another light kiss on my neck. “But just know I want your heart as mine.”
I groan as my pussy tightens around him, and the way he chuckles in my ear sends me hurtling further towards an orgasm.
Everest pulls his tongue back as he releases my nipples, but Jaxx thrusts so quickly that I really am a mess. I want to see Everest. I don’t want him to feel disconnected from us when he’s below me.
But when I wrench myself away from tasting the ghost of Maddock on the car, the sight nearly brings me to my knees.
The only reason I’m still standing as Everest wipes slick from his cheekbones and tastes it is because of Jaxx’s rough thrusts. Because he keeps scraping it off and licking it like it’s ice cream while he begins to pumps his cock, and it turns me on so much that I gasp.
“Everest could spread your slick all over Maddock’s cockpit so he can find out what we were up to the fun way,” Jaxx hums.
I shake my head. “Now you’re being unfair.”
“Maybe I am, or maybe I just want to lay claim to you before him.”
“What about Everest?”
We both pause as we look down at him, and he gives me the smallest smile, which pulls a loud moan from me.
“I want to completely cover you in our scents so no one can smell your perfume when you pit again,” he says, so brutally honest that my feelings for him burn even harder.
“Is that because you’re being possessive, or because you don’t want another bad stop?” Jaxx asks, and that sweet smile falls away instantly.
I hiss at Jaxx as he thrusts, but he just laughs.
“Okay, sorry, sorry. But the more time we spend with each other, the more used to our scents we’ll get, and the easier it will be on all of us. What do you say, Harmony?”
