Page 18 of Team's Omega
“That’d be sexy as hell,” drawled Garret. “Our gorgeous omega, nice ‘n round.”
I shivered and tightened my fingers in Tyler’s shirt.
“If you don’t want us… all of us,” Tyler said, “then we’ll back off. We want you, but as a group, and we need it to go both ways. Nobody gets left out.”
A moment of pure clarity cut through the raging desire of my heat. If I said yes, I would have not one, but four gorgeous alphas. None would be able to bond me without changing the dynamic of the relationship, but I could live with that.
I’d been attracted to them all from the start, and each had reached out in his own way.
“Yes,” I breathed.
Lusty growls came from all four men.
“May I kiss you?” Tyler asked.
“Mm-hmm…”
My eyes fluttered shut a fraction of a second before his lips were on mine, warm and soft, yet demanding. I melted under the touch, opening to allow him inside and sighing into the kiss as his tongue slid against mine.
Nate ran his fingers up the side of my jaw—guiding my head back—as soon as Tyler and I parted. He turned my face towards his, and I moaned as he took his turn exploring my mouth.
My glasses pushed awkwardly against the side of my nose, but somebody removed them before I had a chance to say anything, allowing me to focus on what was happening.
From there I was overwhelmed by a tsunami of sensation. One kiss would end and another begin. Fabric dragged across my skin as hands roamed my body. The scent of my slick perfumed the air, mingling with that of alpha arousal. Growls and murmured praises filled my ears, while my increasing moans echoed through the room.
I gasped, breaking yet another kiss, as fingers dipped beneath the hem of my shirt and left trails of burning desire across my middle. My cock hardened to the point of discomfort, still trapped in my jeans, and I needed these men—my alphas—more than I’d ever needed anything before.
“Alphas… please…” I begged, not caring which of them did what, as long as it meant that I’d get a knot soon.
“Wanna come home with us?” Tyler asked, grinding his erection against mine.
I did, but as my heat slammed into me, I knew I’d be a mess in only a few minutes.
“Need…” I whimpered, rocking back and forth between him and Nate in an attempt to get stimulation where my body craved it.
“Do you really want us to breed you at work?” Nate growled in my ear.
That sounded incredible: these four men breeding me right there. “Yes,” I cried as the first wave hit. “Breed me alphas. Please.”
Nate ground his erection against my ass. “I can’t wait to see you round, Cutie.”
I moaned in response. “Please…”
He ran his hands from my stomach to hold my hips for a few seconds, then his fingers skirted to my fly. He popped the button and drew down the zipper, providing a small measure of relief to my straining cock.
All four worked together to push my pants and underwear down, exposing my ass and freeing my erection. Then I was drowning again. Miguel immediately wrapped his fingers around my length and started stroking, while both Tyler and Garrett kneaded my ass.
I readied myself for the feeling of Nate’s fingers exploring and stretching me until I could take his cock. But instead he knelt behind me and ran his nose along one asscheek.
“You smell delicious,” he growled, making me shiver with his warm breath. “If I were a weaker man, I wouldn’t have been able to hold back when I scented you at the desk. Just thinking about your smell had me hard most of the meeting.”
I whined, loving the words, but desperate for attention.
Nate chuckled, then traced one finger back and forth along my crease, teasing me and making me nearly sob with need.
“I love watching a hole open for me,” he rumbled, sliding through the slick to massage my entrance. “So tight at first, but soon enough my partner is shaking when I rub their sweet spot, begging for more.”
“Yes… Please…” I gasped, trying to rock against his hand.
