Page 57 of Their Perfect Omega

“Don’t care.” I got out of his lap, staying hunched under the blanket, and then straddled him.

His hard length pressed against my wet center, and I kissed him as I moved against it. He’d started this and I intended to finish it. I could sense Tate was back in the room, but he didn’t say a word or try to join us. I appreciated that because they had been acting like Cal was going to lose his mind.

“Kara.” His head fell back against the cushion as I slid up and down, his sweatpants and the pressure from inside them hitting me just right. “Let’s do this without my pants.”

“Feels good...” I kissed down his neck and sucked his skin where I intended to leave my mark. “I want to ride you, Callum.”

“Fuuuuck.” He groaned, his hips lifting to meet my movement. “Lift up for a second, baby.”

I did, and he pulled down his sweatpants just enough for his cock to spring free. Sitting back on his thighs, I wrapped my hand around him. “Are you going to knot me, Alpha?”

His head went back to the cushion, and he groaned as I started to stroke him. “Yesss. Fuck, Kara. Get on my cock already.”

“Impatient.” I teasingly circled his crown with my finger before running it under his shaft. “Maybe I want to play a little.”

I didn’t really, not with how wet I was between my thighs and the ache slowly building in my core. I needed his knot, but I also wanted to see him yearn for me and possibly beg for it.

“You can play with your mouth.” He reached forward with both hands and pinched my nipples.

I shivered in pleasure and cupped his balls, stroking my thumb along the seam. They were velvety soft, and I could have touched them all day. “Maybe Tate can bring us some melted chocolate chips and I can drizzle it all over you and lick it up.”

“Karrrraaa,” he half growled, half moaned. It was the sexiest sound, and I found myself grinning. “I’d bend you over the coffee table and let you have it, but I really want you to ride me.”

“Oh, yeah?” I used my other hand to wrap around his shaft and began stroking him firmly. “You want me to come all over you?”

I heard Tate sit on the other side of the couch and was keenly aware he was going to listen to us. There was something super arousing about him not being able to see us.

“Yes, and watch these delicious tits bounce.” He pinched my nipples again and then grabbed my hips, yanking me forward. I broke contact with his balls and cock and braced my hands against his chest. “You’re a little tease, aren’t you?”

“Maybe.” I circled my finger around his nipple. “Your cock jerks every time I do. You like it.”

He grabbed a handful of my pretty damp hair and brought our lips together in a hungry kiss. I whimpered and wrapped an arm around his neck to give me some leverage to lift my body.

He held onto the base of his cock as I slowly sank onto him. Our tongues tangled in a dance as I began sliding up and down his cock.

On the other side of the couch, I could hear Tate’s breathing get louder and assumed he was stroking himself. I loved not knowing what he was doing and that he was listening to us.

Cal scooted his butt toward the edge of the couch. and I grabbed onto the back. My breaths were coming faster and faster as I thrust my hips, my clit hitting just right against him to send jolts of pleasure through my limbs.

“You feel so good wrapped around me.” Cal’s eyes were half shut and he dug his fingers into my ass cheeks, helping me move on top of him. “Fuck, you ride me so perfectly.”

My brain was starting to short circuit, and little moans left me each time I slid my clit against him. And when he slid down just a smidge lower and took one of my nipples in his mouth, I clenched around him.

“Oh, God, Cal. You feel so good.” I was losing control, my knees burning as I chased my orgasm. I was right at the edge, every cell in my body trembling and on alert for the explosion that was about to come.

Cal released my nipple. “That’s it, baby. Ride my cock like a good little omega. Fuck, yes.” His hand smacked my ass, the sting and heat of it sending me plummeting straight over the edge.

I cried out, my body stiffening and my movements out of control. “Cal! Yes!”

He grabbed ahold of my hips and sank lower on the couch, his hips jacking up to thrust into me. It was not enough and too much all at the same time.

“I’m… oh, fuck!” He exploded, his hot cum spilling inside me, and then the tight squeeze and pinch of his knot filled me.

Tate groaned from the end of the sofa.

My stomach muscles contracted, and a full body clench roared through me before releasing. I was gripping the back cushion so tightly my knuckles hurt.

Cal wrapped an arm around my waist and shimmied up the couch. He wasn’t hanging off, but his butt had been pretty close to the edge. I rested against him, both of our chests heaving.

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