Page 146 of Choosing Their Omega

I’m sitting next to Lawson, and a few minutes after the show starts, he reaches over to wrap an arm around me. I expect him to pull me against his shoulder, but instead, he goes a step further, tugging me all the way onto his lap. I go with it, glancing around to make sure we’re not being disruptive as he settles me on his muscled thighs.

As soon as I’m seated, I can feel the press of his cock against my ass, the thick bulge of it prominent even through the layers of our clothes. His fingers ghost down my arms, drawing out goosebumps on my skin, then he gathers the fabric of my dress in his hands, adjusting the skirt a little so that it spreads out to cover both of us.

“Don’t think I forgot that you’ve got a thing for sex in public places, dirty girl,” he whispers, his voice so low that I can barely hear it over the sound of the show still playing out on the dome above us.

Oh my god. Is he…?

My pulse spikes as I realize exactly what he’s doing—how far he’s planning to take this—and I can’t help the gush of wetness that soaks my panties.

Without even meaning to, I respond to the arousal that shoots through me at his words, grinding against his cock like I’m begging for it without words.

He chuckles, clearly able to read my thoughts.

“That’s a good girl. Lift up a bit for me,” he murmurs, his lips grazing my ear.

I do, shifting my weight, and he pulls the fabric of my skirt out from between us. Then his fingers are at the fly of his pants, tugging them down until there’s no barrier left between us at all. He nudges the damp crotch of my panties aside, and a second later, I feel the press of his cock against my entrance.

“What if someone sees?” I breathe, even as I squirm against him, making him sink a few inches deeper inside my slick core.

“They won’t know.” He nips gently at my ear, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me tighter against his body. “No one can see, beautiful. You wore the perfect dress for this.”

He’s right that no one can see exactly what’s going on beneath the flowing fabric of my gown… but that no one will know? I’m a bit more skeptical of that, mostly because I don’t know if I’ll be able to play it cool or stay quiet. I’m certain that my mates can smell the change in my scent as my arousal grows. Hopefully no one else will notice, especially since we’re in our own private box.

Still, the possibility of getting caught remains a real danger. It makes my heart race faster… but it also makes my clit throb.

“That’s right,” Lawson murmurs approvingly as I clench around him. “There you go.”

He’s buried inside me completely now, not thrusting or even moving, but it still feels incredible. Maybe even more intense than usual, since instead of feeling the friction of him thrusting in and out, all I feel is the constant overwhelming fullness of being impaled by his length.

“Fu…uck.”

The word is a choked whisper, barely audible at all, and I squirm on his lap as I bite my lip to muffle the other noises that try to spill out.

I’m aware of my other mates watching us now, having realized that something is going on. Cruz’s blue eyes gleam in the darkness, and when Lawson rolls his hips against my ass, using his grip on me to hold me in place as he presses even deeper, Cruz hisses out a breath.

Okay, now he definitely knows exactly what’s happening.

On my other side, Knox is staring at me instead of the show in front of us, one large palm pressed to the front of his pants as if he’s trying to tame what I know from experience is a massive erection.

Miles is the last to look over, and when he does, my breath catches. I know how much tonight means to him, and part of me worries he’ll be annoyed that Lawson took my attention away from the amazing display everyone else is watching.

But Lawson takes that moment to slip one hand beneath my flowy dress, finding my clit, and as my mouth falls open in a silent O shape, Miles’s nostrils flare.

A slow smile spreads across Miles’s face as Lawson teases my clit with agonizing slowness, and he gazes at me like he wants to devour me. My skin feels like it’s on fire, heat simmering low in my belly, and I snap my jaw shut again, pressing my lips together to stay quiet.

“They all love watching you get off,” Lawson breathes, his fingers sliding around the place where we’re connected before returning to my clit, reminding me of how he’s got me stuffed full of his cock. “So do I. It’s my favorite thing in the entire world. So while everyone else here watches the stars, I’m gonna make you see stars in a whole different way.”

God, this man and his filthy mouth.

I wish I could whimper, moan, or say something back. But I’m afraid if I let a single sound escape my lips, I won’t be able to stop. So I just clench down hard around him in response, letting him feel exactly what he’s doing to me.

“Dirty girl. She wants to come in a room full of people, doesn’t she?” he teases, moving his fingers faster for a second before slowing them down again.

I almost groan in frustration, but I manage to turn it into a little throat clearing noise instead.

Lawson’s patience is infinite and mind-boggling as he edges me until I’m having a hard time staying still on his lap. His cock is hard as steel inside me, and it feels thicker than ever as my inner walls ripple around it over and over.

He manages to back off just as he gets me to the edge every time… until finally, he gives me what I need.

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