Page 120 of Choosing Their Omega

My entrance stretches around his broad crown, and as his shaft disappears inch by inch, I feel more and more whole.

Sex with Lawson is always dirty and fun. He’s the kind of guy who wears his heart on his sleeve and doesn’t hold anything back—which is part of why he’s known for getting into more fights on the ice than his teammates. Usually, he’s got plenty of filthy talk at the ready, but tonight he’s almost silent.

Instead of words, something else fills the space between us, making my heart pound harder as warmth expands in my chest.

His large body drapes over mine, keeping my legs pinned against my torso, and the angle of his cock in this position is so perfect that I whimper every time he bottoms out. We stare into each other’s eyes, and I feel like I’m floating, lost in the depths of his rich brown irises.

Even when my climax sweeps through me, I don’t look away from him, letting him see everything he’s doing to me.

A muffled curse rips from his lips as he feels my walls contract around him, then he groans my name over and over as he pounds into me until he finds his release too. His knot lodges inside me, and he collapses on top of me, setting his teeth on the opposite side of my neck from Cruz’s bite.

Even though I thought I was prepared for what the bonding bite would feel like, it hits me just as intensely as the first time—the same but different, a reflection of how my bond with each Alpha is unique to the two of us.

I squirm beneath Lawson, raking my nails across his shoulders, and he sinks his teeth deeper into the sensitive skin of my throat. He moans, the vibrations spreading through me, and he doesn’t release the bite until his knot finally deflates.

He draws back, his eyes glazed and his teeth stained with my blood, and I lift my head to kiss him.

The tang of blood tinges our kiss, mingling with his smoked sea salt, chocolate, and chili scent, and I mewl softly as I run my tongue over his lips.

“You’re mine now,” I breathe when we separate.

He chuckles. “That’s the thing, beautiful. I always was.”

With one more gentle kiss, he pulls out, leaving me feeling empty as cool air rushes over my skin and a little gush of cum spills from me.

I glance over to where Knox and Miles are standing side by side, watching me. They’ve both undressed already, and their cocks are thick and hard, jutting out from their bodies. As soon as our gazes meet, they both take a half step forward, moving in almost perfect sync.

And as they do, I realize exactly what I want next.

“Lawson and Cruz both fucked me at the same time once,” I whisper, sitting up on the bed. “Do you want…?”

“To do the same?” Miles finishes, his voice raspy.

“Yeah.” I nod, tugging my bottom lip between my teeth. “I want to feel both of you. I can’t wait to have you both inside me. To feel both of you bite me.”

“It’ll be a lot,” Knox warns, stroking his massive cock as if to remind me of exactly what I’m asking for. “To be double knotted and bitten on top of it. Are you sure?”

The smile that spreads across my face is immediate, and although my stomach is fluttering, it’s not from nerves. Because I am sure. These Alphas have only ever brought me pleasure, and as intense as this whole night has been, I still crave more.

“Yes,” I breathe. “If you want it, I do.”

“Fuck, yes.”

Knox curses under his breath, moving in sync with Miles again as they both stride toward the bed. He lifts me up and deposits me on my knees on the mattress, and the two of them instantly sandwich me between them. Miles is the one I’m face to face with, and he cradles my jaw in his strong, capable hands.

“You’re so fucking incredible, red,” he tells me, his hazel eyes warm. “You don’t shy away from anything. You embrace who you are, and you taught me to do the same—fully and completely. I love you so damn much.”

Something clicks into place in my heart, and I sigh softly, melting into him. “I love you too. I love your dominant side and your nerdy, sweet side. I love that somehow you contain all of that within yourself, and that you’ve allowed me to see the complete picture of who you are. You’re amazing, Miles. I hope you know that.”

He kisses me, soft and tender, then turns me to face Knox.

The big, gruff man with shaggy dark hair gazes down at me in silence for a long moment, just drinking me in. It makes sense. Knox isn’t as talkative as some of his pack mates, and although he’s opened up to me so much, there are still times when he’s quieter.

So when he finally does speak, I’m not surprised that his words are short, but each one is packed full of meaning.

“I love you,” he says simply. “I loved you yesterday, and I’ll love you tomorrow. No matter what comes, there won’t be a day of my life that I don’t love you.”

I can feel the weight of his words, the truth of them, and I wrap my hand around the back of his neck and pull him down for a kiss.

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