Page 19 of Team's Omega
“But there’s something even better…”
My brain was trying to figure out what could be better than getting a cock in my ass, when the flat of Nate’s tongue dragged across my hole.
I shouted in pleasure, my hips rocking against his face in search of more.
“Fucking perfect,” he growled. “As delicious as you smell…” then his tongue was there again, lapping my slick and teasing my entrance.
“Nate loves eatin’ ass,” Garret said as he moved one hand to massage my balls. “That man’ll make you see stars with his tongue, long before he ever gets his cock in ya.”
As if to prove Garret’s point, Nate slid the tip of his tongue just inside my rim.
“Oh, fuck!” I shouted.
Nate’s answering chuckle only increased the pleasure as it vibrated through me.
I clung to Tyler’s shirt, afraid I’d collapse if expected to stand on my own, and he responded by wrapping his arms around my waist to support me.
Absolutely lewd noises filled the room as Nate licked my ass: the sound of his tongue through my slick, my moans as he drove me towards climax, and growled praises of the others as they promised to fuck me full of their babies.
“Yes…” I begged every time one of them mentioned knots, or growing round.
Four alphas breeding me for my heat? My omega side fucking loved the idea.
My hips rocked on their own, pressing against Nate’s face, then fucking into Miguel’s hand, and thoroughly enjoying the attention Garret was giving my aching balls.
I needed to come, and I was so close, yet so far away.
Another cry of pleasure ripped from my throat when one of Nate’s fingers joined his skilled tongue, pushing inside and immediately finding my sweet spot.
“Oh fuck yeah,” he growled as one finger became two and he started massaging it. “Show me how much you like it, Cutie.”
Then his mouth was on me again, tongue diving inside as his fingers worked me open.
My legs shook—Tyler fully keeping me upright—and my movements became erratic. My cock needed attention, and so did my ass.
“Knot… Need…” I begged.
It was all too good. The last vestige of my rational side insisted that it wasn’t real—that I had gone into heat early, and that rather than coming into work I was in the middle of a heat-fueled dream.
Suddenly Nate was gone, leaving me panting and trying to catch my breath while the emptiness of my ass almost consumed me.
The feeling of a cock sliding between my asscheeks to be coated in slick.
I screamed in ecstasy as Nate pushed inside with one smooth thrust, my body opening and welcoming his long hard cock.
This was most definitely not a dream. The heavy weight inside me was better than any of my fantasies.
He grabbed my hips to hold me still as I tried to fuck back against him. “Give yourself time to adjust,” he demanded. “We don’t want you to get hurt.”
I whined, needing him to fuck me hard and fast, then knot me. The inferno raging inside could only be quenched by the feeling of his cum shooting inside me.
“Alpha… alpha, please…” I begged, hoping that he would understand.
“I don’t think he can wait,” Garret said.
I shook my head, burying my face against Tyler’s chest.
Nate slid out slowly, then pushed in again. But it wasn’t enough. I needed more.
