Page 160 of Broken Omega

“We need to talk to Frost about our marks,” I remind him.

He nods. “I want real marks. From all of you.”

“Frost was your Alpha first,” Kellan says.

“He should mark us first,” I agree. “But that doesn’t have to happen right now.”

“Maybe I should wait and ask Frost if I can claim you, too,” Kellan teases.

“No freaking way,” Donnie tells him. “You’re claiming our Omega. He hasn’t had a knot in days, and you made him watch you knot Brooke earlier. You have no idea what that did to him.”

“I had no idea,” Kellan admits. “But I saw what it did to you, Donnie.”

“You were watching me?”

“How could I not?”

“Oh, fuck, just mark me already,” Donnie mutters, his hand disappearing into his shorts.

“Soon,” Kellan promises, moving back to strip out of his underwear.

Donnie moves down and finishes cleaning me up, taking long licks over my stomach.

Then he tugs off my shorts and tosses them away.

Kellan moves back in at my side.

He starts with a kiss, but this time it feels different. He’s not denying his feelings, he’s embracing them. He wants to be with me, he wants to accept the bond we have as true mates.

When he breaks the kiss, he strokes his fingers over my cock.

“He likes to be fingered before he’s fucked,” Donnie tells him.

“Don’t tell Kellan what to do,” I complain.

“I’m just making sure he knows what you like.”

“I’m fingering him,” Kellan says, innocently as hell.

“You’re stroking his cock.”

The realization dawns on Kellan’s face and it gets a little bit red.

“Oh.”

He sits up, facing away from me, and I spread my legs as his fingers move from my cock, to my balls, and down to my ass. He pushes two fingers into me, and I let out a moan. I’m already covered in slick from being stroked and licked by them. I get a little wetter as the desire to be knotted washes over me while Kellan pumps his fingers into me.

It’s been too damn long since Frost gave me his knot. Aiming for a job alongside my mates was a mistake. My Alpha’s been too worried about everything to give me his best. He’s always exhausted.

Donnie’s practically never tired so we end up spending more time together than with Frost.

I didn’t realize how bad it was until now.

I don’t think I’ve felt this desperate to be knotted since my first time.

Donnie was mine for months before Frost fully claimed me.

He was so damn worried about hurting me after everything I’d been through. He couldn’t see how badly I needed him, until he finally walked in on Donnie and I together. That’s what made him realize I was ready. I think he had to see it to believe it.

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