Page 46 of Gamers' Omega
I huffed. “You know what I mean.”
He chuckled. “Ok…” A deep breath. “There’s something special about that level of intimacy. You’re vulnerable with your partner, and them with you. That high when you come is amazing, and sharing that moment… there’s nothing like it. And there are so many ways to get there. I’ve enjoyed myself just as much when jerking myself while whoever I’m with is jerking himself, as I have when knotting or being knotted.”
He paused. “Do I want to share this with you tonight? Yes. I think we all do. I know you’re scared, but I think that seeing us will help. We’re not some anonymous people in a porno who’ve been paid to show pleasure. You know us. You’re used to our expressions and our tones of voice. There’s no editing. You’ll know that it’s real. And I promise, we’ll keep our hands off you.”
I licked my lips. “Wh-what if I want to be touched?”
“Doyou want to be touched?”
“Yes… Maybe… I don’t know.” I paused. “It felt so good when you touched me the other day, even though it was over my pants.”
“Then that’s a discussion for everyone,” he replied. “We all need to be on the same page with what’s ok and what’s not.”
I barked another laugh. “It’s things like that that make me trust you. Any other alpha would have jumped at the suggestion.”
He chuckled. “I’d expect there are more good alphas out there than you think. But bad experiences have a way of making things seem worse than they are.”
“Maybe you’re right.”
Shifting, then Ian stood. The sound of fabric as he pulled a towel from the bar. “Come on, Sweetheart. Rinse off and join us. Dinner’s almost done. Relax and let the night go as it will.”
I managed to get to my feet, wishing there was a more graceful way to do that from sitting in a tub, and pulled the shower curtain aside so I could poke my head out. “The soap all washed off while we talked.”
He smiled and held the towel open. “Want me to close my eyes?”
I swallowed. If everything went well, I’d be naked in the same room with all of them in a matter of hours. Did it matter if Ian saw my dick then or later?
I pushed the curtain the rest of the way aside and stepped out of the tub, feeling Ian’s gaze the whole time until I stepped into the open towel.
Ian wrapped the fluffy fabric around me and closed the distance. He kissed my wet hair. “You’re gorgeous.”
I laughed against his chest. “You’ve seen everything before, except my dick.”
“And you have a nice one. I’m glad you let me see it.”
“You do know that I was pretty cold in there, right?”
He laughed. “So you’re telling me that’s what you look like with shrinkage?”
My face heated. “Yeah…”
“Lucky us. Hopefully one day you’ll let us get our mouths all over that. Or, hell, I would like you to fuck me.”
“Th-that’s an option?”
He laughed. “I don’t see why not. That is, if you’d like to.”
“I’ve never thought about it. Omegas aren’t supposed to fuck alphas.”
“Well, that’s bullshit. And whatever alphas think that are missing out.”
“You-you’d be open to it?”
“Yes, and while I can’t speak for them, I imagine the others would too. We all top, we all bottom. You’re our equal, so why would we treat you differently?”
“What if I don’t want to bottom?”
“Then you don’t want to bottom. Sex is only fun when everybody’s enjoying themselves.”
