Gold Rush (Golden Omegaverse #1)

Chapter 25 – June

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

JUNE

Arin is a perfect gentleman.

He helps me into the car, then sits beside me as I tuck my head against his shoulder, saturated in the heady mint scent rolling off him. It’s late — nearly midnight, and something about the way he made me unravel has given me a giggly, drunk feeling.

I lean into him, trying and failing to stop myself from gazing up at him as we walk back into the townhouse. I wonder if we’re going to go to his room or if he’s going to come up the stairs with me.

“Go to bed, Juniper.” He presses a kiss to my forehead, and in one gentle motion, it feels like he dumped a bucket of ice water on me.

I swallow down bile, turning sharply to the stairs and muttering, “Goodnight, Arin.” I throw the words behind me before I run up the stairs, painfully aware of the stickiness between my thighs, my skirt feeling too tight and my skin flushed. He got what he wanted from me.

I don’t know why I expected anything else.

Tears prick in my eyes as I reach into my pocket, fisting my phone and the note, realizing I didn’t think about either during the dinner. But now I am — I’m thinking of my mother warning me of the way I’ve just let myself be used —

“June.”

I freeze in front of my door, glancing to the side to see Bennett lingering in the doorway of his and Seth’s room. The light highlights the smooth, dark skin of his chest. It plays off the movement of muscles under his skin, not rippled and cut, but instead softer, speaking of a well-maintained diet more than anything.

My mouth goes dry as I fumble to pull my hand out of my pocket, unsure what to say.

“I thought you’d be wearing the dress.”

I stare at him, my voice soft as I admit. “It didn’t feel right.” I turn slightly away from my door, licking my lips. “I… I wanted to wait and wear it for you.”

The hallway is silent, the air hanging with tension until Bennett whispers, “Did you have a good time?”

I glance away, my throat closing. “Yes.” Despite Arin cutting it short — I did enjoy myself. He’s an incredible conversationalist, and I felt like I was on a true date for the first time in years, where someone across from me was as interested in what I do as I am in what they do. It’s been a long few years, multiple dates with men, women, and nonbinary people — but there was never a click like I felt tonight.

The floor creaks, and I glance up as Bennett steps closer. He pauses for the barest of moments, his eyes closing as he inhales deeply.

“You smell like mint and honey.”

I exhale harshly, fighting the urge to go on the defense, my body prickling, screaming to move closer to him. Ever since this morning — since Seth’s lips on me — I’ve felt like I’m on a hairpin trigger. I’ve mediated it as best as I can, but the closer he gets, the closer I want to grab the man in front of me and let myself fall into him.

But the shame fights the feeling that this is how it should be. My mother’s voice rings in the back of my mind, harsh and shrill — whore . A date with one alpha, a night with another? Who the fuck do I think I am?

I turn, reaching for the door.

“Juniper.”

I close my eyes when Bennett says my name, my shoulders tensing.

His soft footsteps echo across the floor, and then he’s touching me. His fingers slide over my shoulder, the soft fabric of the sweater, touching the side of my neck as he bends down and nearly brushes his lips against the side of my head. He doesn’t quite touch me, but my skin burns all the same.

“I’m happy that Arin made sure tonight was something you enjoyed.” His soft voice has a hint of a smile in it, before it turns earnest. “Did you know that’s called —”

“Compersion,” I whisper the word, turning my head, my temple nearly knocking into his lips as he looks down at me.

The definition filters into my mind, snippets of a conversation I had years ago with a nice, older beta when I researched packs for my first book. It made more sense to meet someone my same designation — to figure out how he fit into a dynamic that my parents had convinced me that wasn’t for betas.

“But don’t you get jealous?”

He’d smiled at me, tilting his head like my question was something he’d not thought about in a very long time. “It makes me happy to know the people I love are also loved ten times over. Them being happy with each other, makes me happy.”

Bennett and I stare at each other for a soundless moment. I lick my lips, and then I close my eyes. I can’t think when he’s this close — he’s overwhelming, like handing a starved person the ripest fruit in the middle of the desert.

It’s easier to speak without seeing him, even though he’s surrounding me — his presence, his perfume, his touch —

“I don’t know how to do any of this.” I swallow the lump in the back of my throat, fighting back a whine. “I’m scared. I keep thinking I’m coming between you and Seth… that Arin doesn’t want something with me because there’s something between you and I, and then Theo…” My head spins.

His hand suddenly grips my chin and I look up at him, dripping orange juice awakening my senses, chasing away the flare of anxiety.

“Let me be very clear.” His voice is stern as he stares at me, his lips parting. “I am very happy that you and Seth like each other. I am very pleased that he makes you feel good.” I shiver, feeling the burn under my skin as he continues. “And I’m very glad that you and Arin shared this evening. I meant what I said in the kitchen earlier, June, I want to court you.”

I fight the urge to fidget, letting his hand on my chin ground me. “So it’s okay that I like all of you?”

“It is more than okay,” he relents, stepping closer. “Arin might not know how to express to you that you have a place here, Seth might just embrace what happens, but I will make it very clear to you now.”

I stumble back a step, my hip hitting the wall, caught in his eyes as Bennett’s head tilts down.

“I am not going to walk away if you develop feelings for every single one of us. I will not shun you for exploring what you want, what you like, and what desires each of us can fulfill for you.” Bennett’s lips near mine, barely brushing. “In fact, I welcome you to use me in whatever way you’d like.”

I stare up at him, sucking in a breath before I surge up and kiss him, wrapping my arms around his neck. This I can do.

Bennett grabs onto me, holding me tightly as he kisses me. His fingers slide under my jacket, pushing it off my shoulders and throwing it across a table in the hallway before he drags me against his bare chest, his voice rough.

“Your room, or mine?” He pulls back, staring at me. “With Seth.”

Sparks ricochet up my skin. “Yours. With Seth.”

Bennett wastes no time. He drags me toward the door, kissing me as we go. I lean into him, my hands slightly shaking as I stumble into the bedroom with him. There’s a rustle, and then Seth gasps, “ June .”

I turn, Bennett’s hands landing on my hips as he pulls me back against his chest, his lips falling to kiss my jaw, then my neck. My eyes find Seth in the bed already, half rumpled and ready to sleep. He sits up, his eyes widening as he takes in Bennett behind me and my outfit.

“I got your note,” I whisper the words as Bennett’s hands dig into my hips, fingers seeking my skin under the waistband of my skirt.

A smile creeps over Seth’s face. He’s slow as he leans up, kneeling on the bed. “We can talk about that later, baby.”

Bennett kisses the back of my head, murmuring in my ear, “Go to your beta, darling.”

I shiver, stumbling away from the alpha and toward the bed. A little laugh bubbles up and escapes my throat when Seth reaches for me, grabbing onto my arms and tugging me against him, making me fall to the bed. I brace myself on my knees as he kisses me deeply. He drags a giggle from my lips as I try and fail to multitask, one hand in his hair and the other reaching down to tug on my boots so I don’t get my dirty shoes on the bed.

Bennett’s hands encircle my ankles, and then he tugs my shoes off, letting them fall to the hardwood with soft thumps. I hum against Seth’s lips as Bennett’s hands slide up, over my hips, touching my stomach and pushing my sweater up so he can hold me from behind.

My hair flies everywhere as I pull back long enough for Bennett to tug my sweater over my head, staring at Seth as I kneel on the bed in only my tight skirt and bra, my cheeks flushing.

I don’t care what I actually look like, because the moment Seth’s eyes track over my skin, I feel like a goddess. He scrambles up the bed, getting himself untangled from the sheets before he surges forward and kisses me again, groaning against my lips. “God, you’re so pretty.”

I flush, pressing against him, trying to clamber into his lap and grunting when the skirt stops me. “This thing has been the bane of my existence tonight.”

Bennett laughs behind us, his thumbs rubbing small circles into my back before he grabs the zipper and helps me tug it down.

My socks are half falling off as I kneel on the bed, looking up at Seth again as Bennett’s hand skims across the backs of my shoulders. I turn into his touch, putting my back to Seth as I stare at Bennett.

His dark eyes take me in, dancing down my exposed skin. “Just as stunning as I imagined.”

I smile up at him, the bed shifting behind me as Seth reaches forward, his hands on the hook of my bra. I glance up at Bennett, locking eyes with him as Seth unclasps it from behind. Shifting my arms, I let Seth ease it off me as Bennett’s throat bobs, his eyes darting down to stare at my chest, breathing a little harder.

“Seth,” I whine his name as his hands move, cupping my breasts. With one in each hand, he kisses the side of my neck, kneading them slowly as I lean back into him. I swallow another moan, sinking into the feeling of his hands on me, exploring the expanse of my body.

“Why don’t you take a seat, June?” He whispers the words into my ear, nipping at me. “Bennett can enjoy the show while you ride my face.”

Bennett steps back, and the smell of him leaves my senses, quickly replaced with Seth as he drops heated kisses along my shoulders, kneeling behind me. I watch as Bennett drops into a chair parallel to the bed, against the wall. I didn’t notice it the other night, but it’s positioned under the huge mirror where I watched them, and my heart flutters at the implication.

Seth nips at my collarbone and I watch his reflection, his hands sliding over my bare form. My body is larger than his, but it doesn’t change the revenant way he touches me, his body pressing into mine, me in nothing but my ruined underwear and him in a pair of pajama pants.

“Come here.” Seth pulls my attention to him, guiding me back. I turn as he drops onto the bed, adjusting himself as he stares up at me with a little grin.

I chew on my bottom lip, sliding my leg over his chest. Pausing, my eyes flicker to the side, catching on Bennett, uncertainty mixing with anxiety that this is okay with him.

The alpha looks at me, rubbing a thumb over his lower lip. “Sit on his face, darling.”

His silken words drape over me and I knee-walk up, Seth’s olive-skinned hands grabbing onto my pale thighs and pulling me up, the seat of my panties in line with his nose and mouth. The beta groans under me as he leans up and kisses my inner thigh, his voice hoarse. “Jesus, I want to worship you. You smell like Arin. What did he do to you tonight, baby?”

I shudder, lifting up enough so Seth’s hands can hook on my underwear, tugging them down and ripping a seam so the fabric exposes me to him faster. My eyes find Bennett as Seth jolts me down on top of his mouth, leaving wet kisses on my thighs.

“He made me come with his fingers.”

Seth moans between my legs. “Yeah, he did.” His tongue runs from my clit all the way to my ass, rolling over me. Hands hold me in place by my thighs as he settles himself on a pillow and jerks me down, flush overtop his mouth.

I gasp, dropping forward to hold onto the headboard as my back arches, sitting on his face as my thighs widen. I drop a hand to hold onto Seth by the hair, whimpering as I look to the side and meet Bennett’s eyes, breathing harder with the way he’s watching the two of us.

Seth attacks me, single-minded, his tongue dragging over me as Bennett presses a hand against himself, rubbing over the front of his sweatpants. His chest moves up and down as he adjusts in the seat, watching us, his eyes scorching over my skin as he mutters, “Suck, Seth.”

The beta between my legs complies, suctioning his lips around my clit and sucking . I squeak, bending forward, gasping and clawing at his head as the humming vibration from his moans travels through me, clenching on nothing as I rock forward.

“I want your mouth.” Bennett’s words are rough, his hand pushing his sweats down as he doesn’t move from the chair, wrapping a hand around himself and jerking it once. I watch, my mouth dropping open as I squirm against Seth. Bennett’s breath saws in and out. “But you’re going to come all over his face first, darling.”

The words set Seth off, and my body coils, electrified as I press down against his tongue. He thrusts it into me, pumping it as he moves a hand, brushing my clit with his thumb as he alternates between eating me out and sucking. I can’t tear my eyes from Bennett as my thighs begin to shake, watching his arm pump up and down as he tugs on himself, stroking to the same rhythm of Seth messily eating me out. Occasionally his hand dips, grasping himself at the base just to squeeze, his lips parting as he does it.

I come unexpectedly with a gasp, clenching around Seth’s tongue as I fist his hair and hold onto the headboard with my other. His name falls from my lips as the orgasm hits me out of nowhere. Slick gushes out of me as I shiver, riding the wave with my hips rolling onto his tongue, using him until I feel boneless.

Seth’s hands move from my legs, grabbing onto the dips in my hips before he lifts me and slams me back onto the bed. I grunt, half-laughing as he crawls over me and kisses me, sloppy and tasting like me .

It’s fucking addictive, something obscenely hot about tasting both him and I at once. I fist his hair again, holding him against me as I press up against him, sighing softly and pressing my hips up against his pajama pants. He’d taste so good as Bennett’s sloppy seconds too.

A hand strokes my hair and I pull back, looking up as the alpha in question lingers on the other side of the bed, standing over me, his sweats abandoned. I lick my lips as Seth leans up, pushing his pants off as he eyes the two of us.

“Be a good girl, June.” Seth’s hand skims over my calf. “Turn over and kneel, chest to the bed. Present for your alpha and your beta. Let us decide which holes we want tonight.”

I flush, but I sit up, crawling up and turning. Dropping my torso down to the bed, I arch my back, closing my eyes as my heart pounds in my ears. A hand touches my back, following the curve of my body, before another spreads my thighs wider.

“What do you think of her, Seth?” Bennett’s voice is sinful. “You did such a good job making her pretty pink pussy wet and ready. I think I’d like to watch you fuck her, if that’s what you’d like, Juniper.”

I moan, turning my head so I can speak without the covers muffling my voice. “Yes.” I nod, swallowing back my whine as I whisper, “Fuck me, Seth.”

“That sounds like a phenomenal idea.” Seth’s groan isn’t even contained as his hands slide over my thighs. I jerk when his lips are suddenly on me from behind, sucking and licking up the mess still dripping out of me as I press back against him.

I lift my head, staring up at Bennett as he moves to stand in front of me, my mouth dry. I’ve never felt more ready to be used . Caught between these two feels like an indulgence I should be paying for, a reward for good behavior that I haven’t earned.

“Fuck, she tastes like honey straight from the hive, Bennett.” Seth pulls back, pressing his lips against the swell of my ass. As he does, his fingers spread my pussy, and then slide in. I gasp, wiggling back against his hand as he pumps them in and out, then he pulls them free.

“Come taste her, baby.”

My mouth drops open as I stare up at Bennett in front of me. His eyes spark, and then he leans over me and I hear the sound of his lips wrapping around Seth’s fingers, sucking messily as he groans, “Delicious.”

I wiggle back, gasping, “Oh my god, someone fuck me.”

Seth grabs me by the hips, pulling me into the exact position he wants as I look over my shoulder. My heart stops at the view of him moving into place behind me, wrapping a hand around himself and rubbing the head of his cock through the slick dripping out of me. “You want me to fuck you bare, baby? In front of Bennett while he listens to you beg?”

I moan, nodding as I push back against the head of him. Bennett touches my chin, turning my head toward him as he stares down at me. “You’re sure? No condoms?”

“I’m sure.” I nod again, eye-level with his beautiful erection. Pre-cum drips down from the weeping tip, slicking the head of his cock. My mouth waters as I focus on it, the smell a mixture of chocolate and sweet orange. I lean forward, wrapping a hand around him, my lips twitching as he grunts. I flash him a coy smile. “I’m going to be too busy to beg, I want this down my throat.”

Just last week I was an unaware beta happily on birth control. Now I’m a single-minded omega on a mission. I will fit the length of him down my throat, even if I choke in the process.

Bennett curses as I wrap my lips around him, sinking my head down and hollowing my cheeks at the same time Seth thrusts into me, my body giving into him like this is our thousandth time together, not the first.

I gasp around Bennett as Seth toys with my clit, setting a steady, deep pace that has my toes curling. I roll my hips back into him with each thrust, finding a rhythm as I focus on Bennett’s cock. Bobbing my head up and down, I slide my hand down his shaft until I feel the tight skin, pulled around the ring of muscle near his base.

The knot .

I pull back, licking my lips as he grunts. His hand lands on the back of my head, guiding me to take him again as my fingers explore the warm, throbbing skin. I squeeze his knot, sucking on him as his hips punch forward, pushing him deeper into my mouth. The motion makes me gag, but being trapped between him and Seth makes me even wetter. I couldn’t escape even if I tried — and the omega inside me is fucking preening because both of their attentions are only on me.

As it should be .

Seth sets a dizzying pace that makes me feel like my body is torn between both of them, trying my best to focus on the feeling of him filling me, the tightness in my body as my muscles flutter around him, and the way Bennett presses my head forward each time he thrusts. It’s overstimulating, a perfect fit. I’m made for them to hold me like this, to use me. Seth’s cock strokes in and out, hitting every spot as I gasp, breathing out as my lips leave Bennett.

From behind, Seth snakes a hand under us, flicking my clit rapidly as my body shutters, unable to take it, dipping lower on the bed as I grasp at Bennett’s thigh, trying to hold myself upright as I pant.

Bennett’s hand fists my hair, pulling my head back up as his eyes flash, pressing himself against my lips. “ Suck , omega.”

I gasp, wrapping my lips back around him, letting him guide the pace, guide me as I moan and press back against Seth, desperate for the friction I need. I clench down on him, crying out. The overstimulation is too much to handle, and Bennett’s other hand wraps around mine at the base of his cock, squeezing himself and my hand as he moans, “Seth, make her fucking explode all over you. Cover him, Juniper.”

Seth rubs my clit faster, his chest bending over me from behind as his hips punch forward, bottoming out with each thrust, pounding into me. I gasp at the same moment that I come, screaming around Bennett as he thrusts forward, filling my mouth with a loud groan. The knot pulses under our hands with each twitch of him and Seth moves faster, shouting behind me as he angles his hips and comes deep inside me.

I see stars as he keeps rubbing my clit, feeling him fill me as my body shakes. My toes curl and I pull back from Bennett in time to drop down to the bed, burying my face in the sheets as I shake.

Seth’s hips stagger, but he doesn’t stop moving, his fingers pinching and toying with me. “One more, give me one more, baby.” His voice is rough, scratching over my body as he plays me like a goddamn violin, making me scream as I spasm around him.

A second orgasm rips through me, ten times more powerful than the first. My muscles clench so hard I feel him leave my body, and I shriek into the bedsheets as slick gushes between my thighs.

The room fades as my brain tries to recover. Distantly, I’m aware of a mess dripping down the backs of my thighs as the room fills with the sounds of heavy breathing. The bed shifts and Bennett’s hand strokes through my hair, his voice raw. “God, you did so well for us. You made the perfect mess. Don’t move, darling.” He stumbles away and I shake my head, unable to fathom doing anything more than sawing in breath after breath.

Seth kisses the back of my shoulders, his hands rubbing over my hips. As he moves, he bends over me, getting near enough that I can turn my head. I kiss him slowly as Bennett returns, a warm cloth running over my thighs and between my legs. I’m so sensitive that I jerk a little, letting out a breath as Seth chuckles into our kiss.

He leans up and I watch, enraptured, as Bennett bends down, taking Seth’s dick deep into his mouth with a little groan before pulling up with a pop. Bennett licks his lips, his eyes finding mine as he wipes off Seth’s cock.

“Time to get you both under the covers.” His eyes soften as he rises, getting rid of the washcloths. I start to move, but my thighs shake a little and Bennett’s lips twitch. “Let Seth and I help you.”

I nod, too tired to argue as, between the two of them, I move from being on my hands and knees to being flopped onto a pillow. Seth pulls the blankets up as he crawls in beside me, his arms automatically wrapping around my body. Bennett disappears into the bathroom before he returns and climbs into bed on the other side of me.

The warmth of his body lays partially over my back, one arm slinging over me and stroking up Seth’s shoulder. I watch with heavy lids as Bennett’s thumb circles the scar on Seth’s shoulder, but instead of jealousy or anxiety, I yearn to see a matching one on him — given by me.

Squashed between the two of them, I sink into the mattress, my body liquid as I press a kiss against Seth’s chest, my eyelids drooping lower. He reaches up and touches my jaw, his voice rough. “God, how did I get so lucky?”

My lips twitch as I turn and find Bennett’s nose near my shoulder, brushing my lips against his cheek. My voice is raw when I whisper, “I was just thinking the same thing.” The smell of them makes my head spin as I murmur, “It feels so…”

“Perfect.” Bennett finishes.

I look back and forth at them. Seth’s long hair mussed, Bennett’s mouth lifted in a tiny smile, and I can’t believe it. Reaching up, I brush Seth’s hair back from his face as Bennett’s lips move over my jaw, settling in beside me.

Between the heat of their bodies and the way we all fit together, my eyes drift shut. I tangle my fingers with Seth’s, palm to palm as my forehead rests on his shoulder while the weight of Bennett’s head rests against mine.