Page 30 of The Mafia's Omega Queen

Fuck. That sounds amazing. I can do this. All omegas do. Right? My body is built to be taken every which way, so it’s definitely just the fear trying to talk me out of it.

“What do you think, little killer?” My eyes go back to Hunter, and I lick my lips as he strokes and fists his already inflamed knot. At some point, he lost his pants, but I can’t be mad about it. Maybe just a little mad at missing the show itself.

“Will it hurt?” I ask in a whisper, my hands trembling with need or fear, I’m unsure which.

“No, baby girl.” Gavin pinches my chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting my face back to look at him. “We’ll have you so mindlessly lost to pleasure, you won’t even feel it until I’m bottoming out inside of you.”

Hunter crawls onto the bed, stretching out, his built tattooed body on display without an ounce of shame. He taps his lips. “Smother me with that cunt, little killer.”

“But first…” Gavin trails off, stepping forward. He fists my hair, smashing his lips to mine as he undoes the tie around my neck with his free hand, then moves to the one around my back, pulling the bow free from that one too. My top falls into my lap, exposing my nipples to the cold air. Gavin pulls away and picks me up by the waist, spinning me around and placing me on all fours on the mattress.

“Crawl to me, omega.” Hunter bites his fist with a groan as I slowly start up the bed, swaying my hips for Gavin’s enjoyment.

My bikini bottoms disappear in a flash as the ties on the sides fall loose, Gavin’s deft fingers expertly removing them.

A moment of self-consciousness hits me as my most intimate parts are open for the world to see. But thank fuck, it’s only Gavin. He’s been up close and personal with that area more times than I can count. His answering rumble to the sights before him has me clenching my thighs even as I continue crawling up Hunter’s body.

Before I get too far, I dip my head, running the flat of my tongue up his veiny shaft, pressing a kiss to his head. His cock jumps, thumping against my lips. He takes a page out of Gavin’s playbook, fisting my hair and dragging me the rest of the way up his body. My nipples scrape against the light dusting of chest hair, leaving a tingle in their wake.

Hunter presses a quick kiss to my lips, then sits me up, pulling my hips until I’m straddling his head. His mohawk has lost some of it’s stiffness, resting against the pillow beneath his head. There’s a moment when I feel the need to protest, to worry that I’ll suffocate my alpha to death, but before I can voice those fears, Hunter grips my thighs and pulls me down on his awaiting mouth.

He spears me with his tongue, sucking and slurping at the slick gathering at my entrance. My mind flees in a haze of pleasure, pleas and cries leaving my lips as he indulges in the feast between my legs.

“Lean forward and brace yourself on the wall, baby girl,” Gavin rumbles from beside me, kneeling beside Hunter’s chest. I do as I’m told, my palms flat against the wall as I brace myself for what he’s going to do next. “Good girl.” My core clenches at his praise, an answering growl coming from Hunter as his lips vibrate against my pussy.

A drip of cool liquid down my crack makes me squeak, but Gavin just shushes me as his calloused fingers glide around in the lube, rubbing it around my back. He passes over my back hole a few times, each time eliciting a spark of rapture. Pressure builds up as he presses against it, and I tighten up against his invasion.

“Relax, baby girl. Let me in.” His soothing voice does the trick, relaxing my body, giving way for his finger to breech the entrance. A slight pinch of pain makes me tense, then he pops through the first ring, and I let out a sign of relief.

Hunter’s thick digits join in the party, stuffing into my pussy as tongue takes over tracing small circles around my clit.

I quickly fall back into the haze of nothingness but mindless bliss as they pump their fingers in and out of me. This isn’t anywhere near as bad as I thought it would be it.

Gavin’s finger leaves my ass, leaving me feeling bereft before that pinch of pain returns as two fingers invade me from behind. A whimper slips free that ends with a moan as he makes it past the ring. Their fingers rub against each other, bringing me to new heights. A weird feeling overcomes me as I feel Gavin spread his fingers out, trying to stretch me to accommodate his size. I’ve been on the receiving end of said size, and just thinking about him in a place so forbidden makes my body coil as tight as a spring, on the cusp of exploding.

Hunter chuckles darkly, then nips my clit, and I shoot off like a rocket toward outer space. “Hunter! Gavin!” I cry, my thighs shaking against Hunter’s head.

As soon as my breathing returns to normal, they both move like they planned it earlier, shifting me around until I’m poised over Hunter’s thick cock, his fist at the base holding himself aloft for me to slide down on. Before I can, Hunter thrusts up as Gavin grips my hips and shoves me down, burying himself to the knot.

The force with which he enters me makes me shout, my voice echoing back to me as it bounces off the surrounding walls.

Hunter doesn’t give me time to adjust the difference in his size compared to his fingers. He thrusts up into me, his cock dragging along my walls in the most delicious way.

The bed dips once again as Gavin moves further up, positioning himself between Hunter’s parted legs. He places his hand on my upper back, pushing me down until I’m flush with Hunter’s chest.

Another gob of lube lands between my cheeks, and I just know this is it. This is what they’ve been working toward. My muscles are loose, bordering on jelly, but I still tense when he prods my back hole with something much thicker than his fingers.

“Shit,” I hiss, the cold of the lube prickling my skin with goosebumps.

Hunter cups my face, brushing his nose against mine as he murmurs tender words to me. When I start to feel myself stretch around Gavin’s head, I whimper with every shallow pump of his hips until he finally makes it inside. Immediately, the first thing I notice is how completely full I feel with both of them inside of me. I feel stretched to the max, something my poor pussy will remember for the next week, at least.

Gavin’s pelvis meets the roundness of my ass cheeks, then oh so slowly, he pulls out before thrusting in a little bit faster. Hunter relaxes beneath us, letting Gavin do all the work while he reaps the benefits.

I love that they’re both being so gentle with me, especially since this is my first time experiencing this. It really goes to show just how much they care for my comfort and that they’re worried about hurting me. From the horror stories I’ve heard—the things that have stopped me from wanting to experience this before—others have been torn from the force of which they’re entered. That made me not want to even put myself at risk for that happening. No, thank you. I even swore I would tattoo an exit only sign above my ass, but now… Now I’ve found men who care about me and are willing to take things slow. They’re the ones that give me the confidence to take this up a notch. My previous fear is now no where to be seen, and I start to rock a little between them, getting the full scope of how amazing it feels.

With a toe-curling rumble that shakes my entire body, Hunter flexes hips, sending him deeper inside me. “Harder,” I beg as I sit up, putting my back against Gavin’s front and planting my palms on Hunter’s chest, increasing my pace as my fingers claw into his flesh.

Gavin and Hunter oblige my request, slamming into me one after another in a seesaw type of action. Every time Hunter plunges in, Gavin pulls out, and then they trade off. It’s creating a glorious sensation that makes me see stars every time I close my eyes.

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