Page 207 of Broken Omega

River breaks the kiss, and gazes at Brooke. “I’ve never been with a woman before.”

She smiles. “Well, it’s not the same as taking a knot, but I think you’ll like it.”

“I know I’ll love it,” he tells her. “I just … might not last very long.”

“That’s okay,” she says, gripping his shirt tighter and growling just a little. “I want you to drown my pussy with your perfume, River. We make a sweeter scent when we mix together, and it needs to be all over this bed so your Alphas can’t keep their knots to themselves.”

“Holy fucking hell,” I murmur, stroking a hand along my cock as a bead of pre-cum spills from the tip.

Brooke rolls onto her back and spreads her legs.

Her thighs and her sex glisten with her sweet cherry scented slick, but I only get a glimpse of that piece of heaven before River sits up and moves between her parted legs, taking off his shirt and dropping it to the side of the bed before his hands move along her sides and grasp her hips.

His scent is already mixing with hers before he lifts her hips and sinks into her.

Brooke lets out a moan as her legs wrap around our Omega, dragging him in as close as she can get him. Fuck, they look good together, and they smell like a decadent dessert I could eat all damn day long and never tire of tasting.

I almost don’t want to disturb them as they claim one and other, but I know River’s being consumed by his heat and no matter how good Brooke’s pussy feels around his length, he’s not going to be fully satisfied by anything other than a knot.

Glancing at the door, I listen for any hint of Frost’s approach.

There’s nothing. I don’t know why he isn’t here, but I know River needs one of us.

I move onto the bed behind him, and he turns to look at me, dark eyes full of desire.

“Please,” he whispers, as Brooke unwraps her legs to give me access to his slick-soaked entrance.

He’s wet enough that he doesn’t need me to lubricate my shaft. I rub my tip against him, and he groans. He needs more, he needs so much more. I thrust inside, my knot swelling as I reach down and grasp Brooke’s hips, my fingers entwining with his.

The low moan that he makes is echoed by Brooke under him.

Now that my knot is locked inside River, I realize I’m in complete control of both of my Omegas.

Every move is mine to make. Every thrust will affect them both.

I close my eyes and breathe in deep.

RIVER

The instant Kellan’s knot swells, I’m lost to sensation. Everything around us ceases to exist. The room might as well be suspended in space and time. All I can see, hear, and feel are my mates.

I catch my breath as Kellan starts to thrust into me, his hands locked over mine on Brooke’s hips.

His movements push me deeper into Brooke, and she gives out sweet little moans of approval, her gaze locked on mine as Kellan fucks me into her.

The tight, wet sheath of her pussy is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. She tightens around me, gripping my cock as her breathing quickens. She’s ready to come. I can feel it, and it makes me struggle to retain control of my own desire to fill her with my cum and make our mixed scent official.

“Oh, River,” she whispers, undoing me with the lust in her voice.

I come inside her while she keeps my dick hard as steel in her pussy’s vice-like grip.

She comes under me, crying out and bucking under us.

Kellan lets out a low groan behind me. He moves his hands around my body, stroking and grasping. He feels needy and desperate, and I suddenly realize this is what it means when an Alpha goes into rut. He needs me as much as I need him. His knot is mine until I’m done with it, and I don’t want to ever be done with it.

He thrusts a little harder, a little deeper, and it feels like his knot is swelling up even bigger, making every nerve-ending tingle inside me, and satisfying the craving I have to be filled up by my Alpha.

The feral desire that starts to bleed from his touch into me is almost too much to take.

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