Page 33 of Executives' Omega
I smiled. “Yes.”
The second kiss was better than the first, the solid press of his mouth against mine, the way he dragged a soft sigh from me when he nibbled my bottom lip. His free hand moved from where it had held one of mine, to the small of my back, pulling me closer.
Then his tongue swiped across the seam of my lips, requesting entry, and I moaned as I tasted him for the first time. We explored each other’s mouths until we were out of breath, and when he broke the kiss I looked up to see fire in his eyes.
“Such a gorgeous omega,” he praised. “And all ours.”
I shivered, whether from the words or the possessive tone, I wasn’t sure.
“Do you like that?” he asked.
I nodded.
He smiled and pecked my lips again. “Good.”
He stood, pulling me to my feet and into an embrace. Then his lips were on mine again, hot and hungry.
I melted under him, my entire being craving even the tiniest bit of attention. Each swipe of his tongue against mine, every moan, the way his hands were warm and supportive—they all ignited nerves and desires within me that I’d never known existed.
I whined as he ended the kiss and stepped back, but my protest died in my throat as a new man embraced me and claimed my mouth.
Zane, my brain supplied, recognizing his gentle scent.
“So beautiful,” Alonzo murmured in my ear, coming up behind me and pressing open-mouth kisses to my neck. His fingers skimmed over my collar until he reached the buttons on my shirt, loosening them to reveal more skin. Then his hands slid down my front and pulled my open shirt from my waistband before exploring the plane of my stomach. “Such a kind and sexy omega.”
I was drowning, and it was the most incredible feeling. Each touch, possessive growl, and murmur of praise wrapped around me, pulling me deeper. I gasped for air every time Zane broke the kiss, then willingly allowed myself to be pulled under again.
“Lonzo’s turn,” Zane declared as another kiss ended. He turned me so that Alonzo was at my front.
Alonzo started along my neck, trailing his lips along the bare skin, nose skimming my stubble. “I want to mark you up,” he growled as he nipped my jaw, “make it so that any alpha who looks at you knows you’re taken.”
I moaned at the thought.
“You’d blush so adorably,” he continued, one hand cradling my head as he tilted it back to continue lavishing attention on my neck, the other hand on my ass. “I know you would, unsure whether you’d need to try to hide the marks, or allow everybody to see.”
He used his nose to push aside my shirt collar, and I let out a long groan as he sucked and bit at a spot on my clavicle. The skin stung, and I craved more, needing the evidence of the moment imprinted onto me.
Once he seemed satisfied with his work, his mouth explored again, along my neck and jaw, up to my ear. “I want to mark you in other ways too,” he growled, pressing an erection against me. He nipped my ear. “I want every other alpha to see your round belly first, then the marks on your skin—to know you are very thoroughly claimed, even without a bond mark.”
“Yes…” I breathed, voice going whiny at the end as his lips found a new spot along my neck.
“You like that idea?” Linden asked, sliding a hand down my front to cup my growing bulge. “Being bred, carrying our babies?”
“Please,” I begged, rocking into his palm.
“Feeling our cocks slide deep into that perfect ass,” he continued, “writhing on our knots as we fill you with our cum? You’ll be an absolutely stunning papa.”
I whimpered.
Zane’s hand skittered across my chest, stopping to tease one of my nipples. He rolled it between his thumb and index finger, making me moan. “That’s it, sweetheart,” he praised. “Don’t hold back. We love all these little sounds you give us, and we’re going to enjoy finding out all the different ways to coax them from you.”
“Your cock feels so good in my hand,” Linden growled, “but I’d love to feel it without your pants in the way. May I?”
I nodded at the same time that Alonzo decided to stop decorating my neck, and moved to claim my mouth. His tongue was demanding and possessive, plunging into my mouth with the same fervor that he’d marked my skin. However, I was only able to focus on the slide of his tongue against mine for a few seconds before Linden’s hand slid into my briefs and wrapped around my cock.
I moaned into the kiss, hips pressing into Linden’s touch.
“Mmm,” Linden growled in my ear as his fingers trailed down my shaft and teased the head. “So hard, and your skin here is so soft. I can’t wait to find out how you taste.”
