Page 17 of Mistletoe Trio
Declan set me on the bed and immediately crawled onto the mattress, pushing me back and claiming my mouth while his free hand rubbed the bulge in my pants.
I gasped, hips lifting and pressing against his hand.
The mattress dipped on my other side, then Austin’s hands loosened my fly. He grabbed my waistband and tugged both my pants and boxers down.
Chill air swirled around my cock for only a couple of seconds before Austin sucked me into his mouth. I bucked into the wet heat, moaning even as Declan continued to kiss me.
I was drowning, and it was incredible. Then Austin pressed a finger to my slick-coated hole.
“Alpha, please!” I cried, breaking the kiss.
Declan growled, a sound so lusty and possessive that I shivered. “Move.”
I whined as Austin pulled off my cock and his finger disappeared. Then Declan rolled me over and pulled my pants off the rest of the way.
“I wanna watch,” he rumbled. “Show me how greedy our omega is.”
I groaned, then gasped as Austin’s fingers circled my entrance again. He teased me, massaging the ring of muscle, but not pressing inside for what felt like forever.
“Yeeeesssssss,” I whimpered when one finger finally slipped past my rim. “More.”
I started fucking myself on the intrusion—needing my mates faster—and was soon rewarded with a second finger.
“Fuck yeah,” Declan praised. “Look at that pretty pink hole opening for us. It’s going to feel so good around my cock.”
“Please,” I begged.
There was a moment of silence, then Austin pulled his fingers free and settled between my legs.
Every nerve sang and a long moan escaped me as I stretched around Austin’s cock. Finally…Finally, my alphas were claiming me.
“Look at him,” Declan rumbled. “So needy.”
The mattress dipped as Declan moved, then Austin growled and I felt fingers near where Austin and I were joined.
“Your balls are so heavy,” Declan purred. “You’re going to give all of this to Jamie, right?”
“Where do you think it’s going?” Austin snarled.
Extra pressure and unexpected movement. Somehow I understood that Declan was grinding against Austin’s ass.
“I can’t wait to see him stretched around your knot and your cum leaking from his pretty hole.”
“Fuck…” Austin breathed.
“Yes, please,” I whimpered. “Fuck me.”
More of the strange pressure—Declan pushing Austin.
Austin groaned as he bottomed out.
“How’s he feel?” Declan asked.
“Like heaven,” Austin murmured.
“Shut up and make me see God,” I snapped.
Declan chuckled, and the mattress dipped as he moved from behind Austin, who started thrusting.
