Page 24 of Their Perfect Omega

Yup. I’d lost my omega marbles.

He didn’t move at first, making me worry, but then it was like whatever had been holding him back snapped and his tongue pushed into my mouth.

“Fuck.” Cal had stopped biting my shoulder, and his mouth was back at my ear. “Reach down and tell me if his cock is as hard as mine.”

My mind was already fogging up with desire and need, so I didn’t even think about what I was starting with the two of them. I ran my fingers down Tate’s well-defined chest, his abs, and brushed my hand over the soft fabric of his boxers that concealed a very hard cock.

“He’s hard, isn’t he?” Cal moved his finger that was pressed against my clit in small circles. “You’re so wet for us. It would be so easy for the two of us to make you ours right now.”

I whimpered into Tate’s mouth as I pushed his boxers down, freeing his cock. I wanted to be theirs. All they had to do was knot and bite me and then there was nothing anyone could do.

No, Kara. You don’t know that.

From what we’d been told all our lives, omegas and alphas never came together without Omega Match. But I was sure it had to happen from time to time.With the way omegas were kept under lock and key, it wasn’t likely.

Tate moved his mouth to my neck, scraping his teeth along just as Cal had. All I could think about was one of them burying their knot in me and claiming me with their bites.

No, we couldn’t. Not now. It had to be the strongest alpha.

Cal slid his finger down to my entrance and teased it, barely pushing the tip in. I moved against his dick, wishing the fabric between us was gone.

“We should stop,” Tate muttered, pulling up my shirt so he could kiss my breast and nipple. “But fuck, I don’t want to stop.”

He sucked my nipple into his mouth right as Cal plunged his finger fully into me. I moaned in satisfaction, my hips picking up speed, and I wrapped my hand around Tate’s length, marveling at how hot and soft the skin was.

Tate released my nipple and looked at me as he moved his hand down, yanked down my shorts, and slid my clit between two fingers. “I want you to come on both of our hands.”

I closed my eyes, and my head fell back against Cal’s shoulder. Tate’s lips were back on me again and Cal added another finger.

“It feels so good,” I panted, my entire body humming with want. “More. I need more.”

I was trying my best to stroke Tate’s cock and rub against Cal, but my body didn’t want to cooperate. My fingers and toes felt like they were on fire as my orgasm built in my entire body.

“This is all we can give you, sweetheart. Now come for us, like a good omega.” Cal bit my earlobe and that was it.

I was done for and completely lost to these two alphas. My release slammed into me, and I bucked against their hands, my entire body feeling as if someone had set off fireworks. The intense feeling traveled up my limbs and pooled in my core.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I didn’t care how loud I was being. It felt so good and so right. “I need a knot! Please, someone fuck me.”

“That’s it, baby. Come all over our hands. Give us that slick.” Tate had pulled back to look at his hand milking my orgasm from me.

And then their hands disappeared. I opened my mouth to protest, but then Tate grabbed his cock with his slick-covered hand and fell onto his back. His pumps were fast and hard, the cords of muscle in his neck straining.

I moved onto my back and looked between the men. Cal was doing the same as Tate, his eyes squeezed shut as he jacked himself off.

My heartbeat was out of control as my body came down from my orgasm. I wanted to touch them, but they were both in the zone.

“Let me see what you want to spill inside of me.” My voice was scratchy in the kind of way that was sexy and seductive. “Spill your seed so your omega can see.”

“Fuck, yes!” Cal was the first to go, his hips jacking up off the bed with one last thrust where he wrapped his fist around his barely inflating knot. If it were inside me, it would have fully expanded, locking us in place.

Tate groaned and went over the edge, squeezing his knot even harder than Cal was. I licked my lips, looking back and forth between their cocks.

“Just a quick taste.” I leaned toward Tate first because he seemed most likely to bolt if he processed what I was going to do.

The guest room door flew open, hitting the wall behind it so hard that I wouldn’t have been surprised if there was a hole. Alvaro stood there, panting, his nostrils flaring.

For a moment, I was scared at the look in his eyes, but then I looked down his shirtless torso to where his cock was straining behind his jeans.

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