Page 75 of Gamers' Omega
I nodded.
“Ok,” he released my hips. “You’re in control again. If it stings, do what you just did: slow down, breathe, adjust. Take all the time you need, even if it means fighting your instincts”
Freddie reached around, sliding his fingers down one arm until he could squeeze my hand.
It was the kind of support I needed, but there was also something missing. “Wh-where are Ian and Tony?” I whispered.
“We’re here,” Ian said from the side. “We didn’t want to be in the way. Do you need us?”
I nodded. I needed all my alphas.
The mattress dipped as they moved closer, each moving to a different side. Ian was on my left, and he turned my face to kiss me as Tony made his way around. Then it was Tony’s turn for a kiss.
My mates were there—the men I loved.
The alphas I trusted.
I took another deep breath, then started rocking my hips again.
“That’s it,” Beck praised. “You feel so good. You’re taking me so well.”
My breath hitched every time a stretch caught me by surprise. But my alphas were there, supporting me. Freddiesqueezed my hand while Tony distracted me by playing with my dick. Ian would alternate kissing me and telling me jokes to make me laugh.
Then I felt Beck’s thighs, trembling under my own.
“Are you ok?” I blurted, scared I’d done something wrong. “Did I hurt you?”
Beck looked confused for a second, then smiled. “You’re fine Sweetheart. I’m just holding back. You feel so good, that it’s hard not to thrust up into you.”
“Really?” I whispered.
He nodded. “Come here.”
He leaned on one elbow while I bent over. The movement made his cock shift inside me, which caused my nerves to fire off pleasure signals.
Beck kissed me gently. “You did it. I’m fully inside you. How do you feel?”
“It’s weird,” I admitted, heat crawling up my cheeks. “Good, but weird.”
Beck laughed. “I get that.” He kissed me again. “Take all the time you need to adjust. Your body will tell you when it’s ready.”
I nodded, closed my eyes, and blew out a long breath. I felt full in a strange way, and Beck’s cock had an unexpected weight inside me. But any lingering sting was quickly dissipating and being replaced by pleasure.
I needed more—a lot more. I pushed back up to straddle him, moaning at how moving gave me the friction my body craved.
I braced my hands on his chest and rolled my hips.
A long moan escaped as every nerve lit up in pleasure. Some long-restrained instinctual craving burst free, and that first thrust turned into a second, then a third.
I was in heat, and the only promise of relief was from the long hard alpha cock inside me.
My eyes shut and my lips parted as I rode. Every thrust, every glide of Beck’s cock simultaneously eased the craving and increased the need for more. More, harder, deeper. My body demanded him as deep as possible, filling me as he locked in.
“Lean back,” Freddie murmured, rubbing my thigh.
“Huh?” I breathed, trying to understand why.
He chuckled. “Lean back, brace your hands on Beck’s thighs. Trust me.”
