Page 56 of Wicked Truths

The dirty little omega pulls down the front of her tank top and stretches it enough that her bare tits pop out. I lick my lips. She sinks to her knees between my spread legs.

“I’m more than happy to give you direction.” I grin, staring into her eyes as she flicks the tip of her tongue over my crown.

“The view is pretty goddamn spectacular from back here,” Liam muses, running his palm over his cock. He’s still dressed, so I don’t push the issue. He kept his distance last night, but I imagine that’s because he was drunk.

I flip him off with the hand wrapped in Oakley’s hair.

She leans forward.

I’m sure it does give him an excellent view of her doggy style. I’ve never been good at sharing. I think it’s a product of growing up as an only child. But I really fucking dig the fact that both him and Sullivan have to watch, and they don’t get to touch.

Oakley licks stripes up and down my shaft, but she’s tentative with my piercings.

I growl, fighting the urge to thrust up into her mouth.

“You can tease them if you’re gentle.” I swirl my tongue ring around between my lips to show her what I mean.

She tenderly licks around each of the four rows of ladder piercings.

It makes my tip dribble pre-cum.

I fully intended to get another rung on my ladder, but then Oakley started climbing on my cock regularly and with the healing time… No fucking thank you.

My hand wraps around hers, and I show her exactly how firmly she can jerk me. Her cheeks are red as she stares up into my eyes. Her nipples are hard as hell and her chest heaves.

I’m pretty fucking sure I’m done for. I’m not lashing out at the world, not picking a fight, or trying to hurt myself. Despite the bomb Johnny and Angel dropped.

Oakley gives me a nervous smile, and all I want is to toss her down and claim her so fully she never tries to get away. My impulses would never stand for it.

One of her hands works the head of my dick while the other carefully wraps around my knot.

“That’s fucking wild,” Sullivan mutters, staring at me and Oakley with a look I can’t decipher. “My cock hurts for you. Why the fuck would you ever pierce your dick?”

“I’d say she’s quite enjoying herself.” Liam swipes hair back from his face. “You are, aren’t you, sweetness?”

“Mm-hmm,” she moans around my shaft.

I stretch a hand down to tease her nipple as her tits bounce against my jean-covered thighs.

Oakley whines.

“Shit.” I go rigid.

Sullivan sighs.

Liam frowns. His eyes bounce between me and Sullivan.

That sound is specific to omegas, and unless Liam figured it out along the way, I don’t think he knew that particular fact. She uses the scent blocking soap every time she showers.

“You’ve got to be kidding me! How the bloody hell did I miss that?” he mutters, leaning forward. He glances between me and Sullivan. “She’s an omega? And the both of you knew?”

“Goddamn,” I groan as she finally gives my crown a solid suck. “Just like that. Tease the underside with your tongue as you work me over.”

“It’s no wonder I can see the wet spot from here,” Liam says with his eyes glued to Oakley’s pussy. “You know, I think you should let me fingerfuck you while you suck off Marcus.”

Oakley chokes as I bump the back of her throat.

“Shh, you’re all right,” I murmur, running my fingers over her cheek. “Only take as much as you can. There’s no rush. Just jerk the rest with your free hand.” She’s doing a fucking spectacular job. I want her to enjoy it because I’d like to repeat this in the future.

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