Page 27 of The Omega Lesson

I nod, because things only got hotter and wetter after the shower. “I want to blow Mattie’s mind.”

Mattie groans again, and Noah gives a throaty chuckle. He waves a hand, like he’s telling me to get on with it, but I hesitate. It’s fine to read about it in romance novels, but it was never Richard’s thing. I know Mattie’s not going to critique me, but what if his expectations are now super high I’m an omega? Alphas aren’t expected to know how to kill a blowjob, but I can hardly use that excuse now. “I’m not… really experienced at this. I don’t want to screw it up.”

Noah’s grin just grows. “Best way to learn is to do, isn’t that what you teachers say? So just play around, see what works.”

I frown at that. Play around? “Four years of university and countless seminars would suggest otherwise.”

“Hmmm… So maybe you’re looking for some step-by-step instructions?” He reaches out and touches my chin, ink-black eyes staring deep into mine. “Are you asking me to teach you how to blow Mattie, sweet thing?”

I shiver, and Mattie sounds like he’s hurting as he flings his arm over his face. But I reach down and peel it away until I can see his eyes. “Would that be okay? I don’t want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”

“Babe, this isn’t discomfort,” he huffs, while Noah sniggers. “Okay, it is, but only because I don’t want to come before you nail your lesson.”

I roll my eyes at that, but it makes me smile, too. When I look at Noah, he wiggles closer, so much like a cat that I’m tempted to reach out and pet him. But after getting so caught up in Jack last night, I want to completely focus on Mattie now.

Which starts with peeling off his sleep shorts. It’s only now I’m up close, I realise they’re covered in dancing bananas. I must spend too long admiring them, because Noah reaches over and yanks them down his thighs. And then I’m suddenly kneeling in front of a naked Mattie. His knees are bent, his feet flat on the mattress by my thighs. But he’s propped on one elbow while he holds the edge of the sheet over his lap with the other.

Noah gives a small smirk. “She’s gonna find it hard to suck your cock if you won’t show it to her, Bratty Boy.”

But a nervous frown crinkles Mattie’s brow. “It’s just… You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, Lexi.”

Wow, his expectations must have really hit rock bottom. But I straighten my spine, drawing on all my alpha confidence. “I want to. And I’m not a virgin, Mattie. Obviously.” That conjures memories of Richard, Bree, and fourteen hours of labour, so I shake my head. “This is important to me. I want to make you feel good, but if I’m going to go into heat sometime soon, then I also want to be familiar with the… mechanics.”

I’m expecting Noah to laugh at my awkward attempt to talk Mattie into a blowjob, but he actually seems fascinated. Given who he is and how he looks, he’s probably never met a self-conscious moment in his life. I give him a nod, the eager pupil on her first day. “So, shall we start?”

“Yep!” Noah grabs the corner of the sheet and tosses it aside, trailing his fingers up Mattie’s thigh in the process. That has me looking more closely at the youngest Lyall brother. I mean, I know he’s not offering to teach me to blow Mattie out of the goodness of his heart. He’s clearly got a healthy sex drive, but I’m pretty sure the pheromones he’s pumping out aren’t just for the newbie omega in the room. “You’re attracted to Mattie.”

Noah cocks a brow at me, making a show of licking his lips. “You mean, do I have a thing for bratty boys who don’t know their place? Would it upset you if I did?”

Would it? I’m not naïve about packs, and I know that alphas need to claim their mates, especially if they’re betas or omegas. Noah Lyall might look like a psychedelic dream, but he’s all alpha, and clearly not above staking a claim. Maybe I should be warning him off, or telling him he’ll only get to his bratty boy through me. But I realise I don’t want to. The feeling in my belly isn’t territorial. If anything, the thought of this beautiful, vibrant man leaning into Mattie’s sunshine goodness makes me flush all over. “I doubt it. I’d need to see you together to know for sure, though.”

That gets both of them staring at me and I shrug. “I’m not a prude. I’ve just never had very good sex.”

“Ah, then let the master guide you,” Noah says, and smiles at Mattie. “You ready to have your mind blown, grasshopper?”

Mattie nods and quickly lies back on his elbows. But there’s a hint of challenge in his eyes as he cocks his head at Noah. “This how you want me, master?”

Noah mutters something, but I’m now fully focused on Mattie. Or one part of his anatomy, at least. His penis is big, at least compared to the ones I’ve seen, with a thick, veiny shaft and plum-shaped head. The way he’s posed, I can see his balls and the shadow of his arse, but I decide this doesn’t need to be an advanced class. “Do I touch him, or just use my hands?”

I don’t know why I automatically ask Noah. I wasn’t really looking for step-by-step instructions, but there’s something about the way he just oozes sex that has me seeking his approval.

“Definitely touch him. Can you see the way it’s swelling and flexing for you? It’s getting nice and shiny, too. That’s pure invitation, sweet thing.”

I nod and start by tracing the vein along the side of his shaft, then circle my way around the mushroom head. It’s like warm, slippery velvet, and I linger. “That’s super sensitive,” Noah says. “When it’s in your mouth, flick it with your tongue. Especially that little V-shaped banjo string.” He grins at my expression. “Okay, thefrenulum, if you want to go all textbook. As you lick the head, rub it with your thumb. And that slit you’re circling now? That’s heaven, baby girl. You ever want to give him a quickie somewhere, swipe your tongue over that slit while you’re pumping him, and you’ve got goosebumps, a rock-hard cock, and probably a nice flow of pre-cum.”

“Jesus,” Mattie moans, his hips jerking under my hand. “I didn’t know you have a degree in this shit, Noah.”

“Oh, this is just 101,” he says with a wicked smirk.

But I’m watching the way Mattie’s abs roll as I add a little pressure and stroke up and down his shaft. It’s not the first dick I’ve had in my hands, but it’sMattie. And that makes my mouth water. Especially when I squeeze a little harder and a trickle of pre-cum slides through my fingers. “Okay,” I say shakily, “let’s skip a few steps so I can taste him.”

“Fuck me,” Mattie groans, hips grinding down into the mattress.

Noah seems to take pity on him, because he’s suddenly all business. “Yep, let’s get some mouth-dick action. So, a couple of pointers. Lick the entire penis up and down before you even take it into your mouth. Yes, just like a dripping ice cream cone. You don’t want to lose a drop, so work it all over until you’ve tasted every inch. Then, remember, blowing isn’t a thing. It’s all suction, tongue, and your hands. You’ll get more coordinated with practice, but for now, just go with what feels right. Our bratty boy is nice and responsive, so read his body. We’ll get to deep throating another time, but for now, just enjoy him.” He lifts an eyebrow in my direction. “You mind if I rub one out while I watch? I’m actually talking myself into a bit of a state here.”

He gestures to his lap, but I turn away, bending over Mattie. I catch a flash of his tiger eyes, burning brighter than ever, and then I’m following everything my hands did, only with my tongue. And I instantly know no ice cream cone ever tasted as sublime as this. His flavour explodes in my mouth before I even get to the banjo string or the little slit. And then we’re both moaning as I get into a smooth stroke and suck rhythm.

And all the while Noah is murmuring instructions, his hand making a slick, frantic sound against his own dick. I fall into a spell of sensation, loving how the golden head of Mattie’s dick darkens when I pull off. His minty scent is a musky tease in my nose as it rubs his shaft, chasing every drop of precious pre-cum. All to the erotic backdrop of the sounds of our pleasure.

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