Page 38 of The Omega Lesson

“Mattie,” I growl as I toss the pink mouthguard aside and cuddle Lexi’s stiff body to my chest. “Our girl is fucking rocking her first time as an omega. Don’t you think she deserves something extra special now?”

That gets me arched brows from the other guys, but if there’s one thing I’ve perfected over the years, it’s how to distract myself with sex. And I figure the same applies to heartbroken omegas.

“I need you, Lexi,” I tell her, deliberately echoing the words she just shared with my dickhead brother. “I want to bond Bratty Boy’s arse, but I can’t do it alone.”

She blinks up at me, some of her alpha protectiveness seeping through the haze. “What do you need me to do?”

I place her between us in the damp sheets, stroking my hands down her stiff arms. “Well, it’s gonna hurt like a bitch if he’s not distracted. And as much as our Bratty Boy probably deserves a good hard reaming, I want him to enjoy it, too. You think you can help get him in the right headspace for me?”

The truth is, I’ve fooled around with Mattie before. He’s never taken my cock, but he’s ridden my tongue and fingers so well, I’m not sure he’s even met his pain threshold. Not that this is the time or place to explore that right now. This is all about making him – and our hurting omega – feel as good as my dick possibly can.

“You want to do it now?” she croaks, but she’s perfuming like she’s already on board. “Mattie, are you ready for that?”

Those pretty lashes of his flutter, his chest flushing pink. But he restrains himself from leaping on my dick and cups her cheek. “Only if you’re part of it, babe.”

Fuck, Bratty Boy really is better than a Xanax. A single smile from him and her face glows with happiness, her perfume filling the air. She smells so goddamn perfect, I have to hold myself back from rolling on top of her and rutting like a deranged animal. But I’ve had a game plan from the beginning, and I’m not gonna screw it up now.

“Sweet thing, I’m thinking we take turns blowing his mind, then while he buries himself in you, I take him from behind. Open him up nice and wide before I take a bite out of him.”

A shudder passes through Mattie while Lexi’s pupils blow. They’re both staring at me now, slack-faced with hunger.

Winner winner, chicken dinner.

And like the BJ earlier, Lexi quickly slips into eager student mode, mirroring everything I do to our boy as we get him ready. As she bobs and slurps over his leaking cock, she seems completely focused on the task, despite the slick sliding down her thighs and the other alphas in the room. Most omegas would scratch my eyes out for taking the focus off them, but Lexi seems to luxuriate in it. She’s in her element, purring and growling as she sucks and nibbles on him. I don’t know if it’s her alpha side, but her needs have taken a backseat to giving Bratty Boy as much pleasure as possible.

And damn if that doesn’t squeeze the fuck out of my heart.

We open him up together, her breath growing choppy as I show her how to tease his arse with our hands and mouths. We use her slick to lube our fingers, and I show her how to play his spongy pleasure button until he’s a trembling mess. I’m tempted to drag it out a little, to show her what a really good rimming can do to him, but they’re already both right on the edge.

And I need to get my teeth into him more than my next breath.

They start together, lips locked and bodies glued as he rocks her into the mattress. They’ve already found their own rhythm, and I take a moment just to enjoy the sight of them in their slick-coated bubble. But as her lock snaps around him, I glide into his arse, pushing him straight into a screaming orgasm.

I’m here for a good time, not a long time.

He’s almost transcendent with pleasure, his eyes wild and his hips stuttering as he rocks between us.

“I’m gonna bite you now, Bratty Boy. You want Lexi to bite you, too?”

Her eyes snap to me, but Mattie is nodding so hard, the nest is shaking.

“Please, Lexi. Bite me now. I don’t care if it doesn’t take… I just need you, babe!”

He doesn’t get anything else out, because Lexi’s teeth are suddenly buried in his throat. A cry of joy rips out of his chest, and that’s good enough for me. I bite down on his other side, white light exploding in my head as my golden boy burns his way through my soul.

Super-fucking-nova.

As Lexi’s haze settles over us, drawing out our rut, we work our way deeper under each other’s skin.

Mattie has to take a break on the second afternoon, his entire system so sensitive he’s actually hissing as he comes. I can feel it all through the bond, and I’ve fed him so much of my alpha juice to recover, my dick feels like it’s been put through a blender. Ben and Jack have been taking up my slack, but even they are starting to look worn out as we watch the sun rise on the third day.

The truth is, we need another alpha. Not Travis - because he’s clearly a dickless wonder – but I’d dial a friend if Lexi didn’t growl at me every time I suggested it.

As if I don’t have anynicefriends….

Actually, the thought of any of the useless fucks who trashed my house touching Lexi puts me in a bit of a rage.

Which is strange. I’ve never really felt possessive of much. It’s hard to value something you can replace with a tap of your phone. But Mattie and Lexi? They’remine.

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