Page 75 of Omega's Virtue: Part Two (The Hartwell Sisters Saga 3)

“What a perfect alpha,” Jack whispered into his ear, biting at the sensitive skin just behind it. “Later, you’re going to ream my ass after this. Shove your knot deep inside of me, but first I’m going to use her tight quim to make you come. You’ll be her little dildo.”

“Goddess,” Pax hissed. “There is nothing little about me. Are you doing this or not?”

“Oh, I so hoped you would snap,” Jack murmured into his shoulder. He pulled off his own cravat and gagged Pax. I was not sure who was more surprised that he submitted to this treatment, but the only protest was a grunt when Jack reached between them to squeeze Pax’s knot. “Bad alpha, but you are going to be good for me, aren’t you? We are going to make our mate feel so good… She’ll feel in control… Won’t you, darling?”

As if directed, Pax and I both growled. Jack chuckled, then leant in and took Pax’s bottom lip between his teeth. “Now your real submission begins.”

Pax’s eyes went wide, his chest heaving within the intricate, criss-crossing ropes. But he’d agreed to this and to back out would go against the grain. His pride was at stake.

I licked my lips. I wanted to test his resolve, bite his pebbled nipples, lick the pain away, and then tease them again.

“Oh, omega… What wicked thoughts are you having?”

I whimpered.

“Words omega.”

“I want to touch,” I said.

“Patience omega.”

“Alpha,” I whined. “I want a knot. You want to give me a knot… Don’t you?”

The nest went still and quiet except for my heart, which pounded in my chest. I sensed the shift in both of my mates as they waited. For what? The currents in the air had shifted when I asked for a knot. My breath caught… Did they want me to ask again? I swallowed around the words at first, unable to properly form them.

“Give me your knot. You—”

Jack hiss. “Did you teach her this when I wasn’t around?” he asked the gagged Pax, who shook his head in denial. But his eyes were hot on me, caressing me with a velvet heat which I felt throughout my body. “You are so damned perfect, Trix.”

Jack almost toppled into me, capturing my face between his hands and kissing me like he thought to drink my soul from my body. He pulled back, shaking his head in wonder. “We promise you control, and you take it. Like you were meant to rule us… you already do, my perfect mate. But Goddess, can you scent us? Your alphas desperate to give you what you demand. I must get him ready for you.”

The heat of his kiss lingered on my lips.

Jack tightened the final knot around Pax and sat back on his heels. Pax’s erection bobbing between his legs, hard and ruddy. I leant forward, hoping to catch it between my lips, ready to pass Jack’s kiss to Pax’s cock.

“Isn’t he beautiful?” My mate asked me, his focus on the other alpha. I shuddered in anticipation, half longing, half fearing what I knew was coming. The intensity in Pax’s eyes causing slick to fall from me. This giant alpha, willingly restrained for the pleasure of his lovers. He’d take it out on us later. After we’d been allowed to play, he would ensure we paid the piper. But for now, it was Jack who had us at his mercy. “I want you to ride him. Ride him so slow. I want to see how you can torture each other. I want to prove to you how much control he is capable of giving you.”

Pax tried to say something through the gag, which only made Jack grin, reach up, and fluff Pax’s silver hair. He gave Pax a small but sharp smack, causing his eyes to burn molten, feral gold. I tried to shuffle forward, my arms anchored behind me. Jack turned his head and his smile blossomed.

“Come here Trix,” he beckoned. I tried, I truly tried to be a good obedient omega for him, but I tipped over and landed in a heap at his feet. “Good girl,” he murmured. His hands looped under my arms, easily lifting me until I dangled over Pax’s weeping cock. “Slowly now, my love. Slowly.”

I whimpered as I felt the hot, broad head of Pax’s cock nudge at my slick coated sex. My hips shifted, trying to draw forth more pressure, to catch the tip in my opening. But Jack was in control. He had one arm banded around my middle, while the other slotted under my arms, pressing against my breasts. So in control that I knew neither Pax nor I took a breath except at his express desire.

“Oh, did you think you’d get his prick in your cunt while I was still dressed? Foolish girl.” He lowered me so that I straddled one of Pax’s thighs, the texture of the rope binding his legs creating an unholy, blissful friction on my clit. I whimpered, tried to shift against his thigh, but to no avail. Jack pulled me back by my hair, pressed a kiss to my lips. “No playing without me. Stay very still.”

I nodded. Goddess, I’d do whatever he wanted at this point. And looking at Pax, meeting his molten stare, I knew he was the same. Perhaps even more wrapped up in the spell for the sheer newness of being bound by both promises and rope.

The seconds stretched, or the minutes were shortened, for in a breath or two Jack was grinding his massive cock between the full cheeks of my ass. One arm went around me, wrapped around my waist in a vice-like grip—the heat of him, the press of his cock against my buttocks. His other reached between my legs. I moaned when he didn’t touch me, but stroked Pax’s length. And poor Pax, but even his powerful, alpha strength was no match to the knots Jack had bound us with. At last, at long last, he permitted me to sink onto Pax’s weeping cock. But his hand around Pax’s length prevented me from going further than an inch.

“Please.” I begged for Pax and myself.

“Only what I give you,” he growled in my ear. “The both of you. Reckless creatures. But you belong to me.”

“We do,” I answered for Pax as well, whose eyes looked almost pained with longing. We were Jack’s. Wholly and completely his. Pax might be our protector, the one who controlled us. I might be the omega, the supposed centre of an alpha’s universe. But Jack was the one who brought us to heel with a glance. If he wanted to deny us, to edge us, we would not complain. We took sips from his love and, like two lost in the wilderness, could only be at home when he was with us.

Tears raced down my cheeks. “I love you. I love you. I love you so, so much.”

“I know.” He kissed my temple and lowered me a bit more on Pax’s length. “Both of you. I know.”

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