Page 25 of Neighbors' Omega
“Yes,” I breathed, assuming it was him wanting into my pants.
Fingers on the button, then the sound of the zipper. Two hands immediately plunged down the back, squeezing my ass. But it was when somebody gripped my cock that I let out a loud moan.
My head fell back against the wall. I panted, thrusting into the tightness. Slick coated my entrance as my body readied itself for breeding.
Fuck, I’d be pregnant by the end of my heat. But instead of scaring me, I was thrilled with the idea; the permanent reminder of that night and the children I’d long wanted.
“Beautiful…”
“So sexy…”
“You smell incredible…”
The words and praises blended together, mingling with growls of desire, and I was too overwhelmed with sensation to try to determine who was saying what. My new mates pushed down my pants in their fervor, and my shirt was bunched near my neck so that they could lick my nipples and touch my chest.
Fingertips brushed my entrance, and I whined in need. “Yes, please alpha…”
I let out a long moan as the finger slid inside and started working me open. Then a second finger, from a different alpha, joined the first.
“Yes… yes…” I moaned, rocking between the hand around my cock and those on my ass. “Need it.”
“Tell us what you need,” Roland demanded, kissing my jaw.
I was trying to catch my breath long enough to speak, when one of the fingers in my ass brushed my sweet spot. “Fuck me!” I cried.
Roland chuckled. “I think we can handle that. Wrapped, or unwrapped?”
For a moment I didn’t understand the question. What kind of wrapping was he talking about? Then it hit me.
“Fill me up,” I breathed. “Breed me.”
“I can’t wait to see you round,” Shane growled. “Gonna be so handsome with that pregnancy glow.”
I whimpered. My heat had slammed full-force into me with all the attention, and I needed a cock inside me almost more than I needed to breathe.
“Please…” I begged.
Strong arms wrapped around my middle, and I yelped in surprise when I was lifted. Somebody pulled my pants the rest of the way off, then grips were shifted so that my legs were draped over arms, with my back against the wall.
“Look at me, gorgeous,” Roland rumbled in my ear.
I opened my eyes to see that it was him holding me, Shane right behind him.
Shane had one hand across Roland’s chest, and the other disappeared where I couldn’t see it.
“Fuck, Rol,” Shane said. “You’re hard as a rock.”
“I know. Can you push my pants down please? I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but my hands are full with this gorgeous man.”
Shane laughed, then the sound of a zipper.
“Oh he’s going to love this,” Shane growled, and I realized that he was stroking Roland’s cock.
“Not if you jerk me off before I can get it in him,” Roland retorted. “Help me line up.”
Shane snorted, but the head of Roland’s cock almost immediately brushed across my entrance.
“Please,” I begged.
