Chapter 18
My car wasn’t the best place to take her apart, but it would be better than not taking her apart at all.
I quickly set up a group chat and sent off a message.
Nathan:
Where is everyone?
Alve:
At the office. Should I be somewhere else?
Leo:
Walking out the door
I have arena paperwork to go through and a riding lesson in about half an hour
Nathan:
No one has to be anywhere, I was just checking
We’re all heading to the apartment after the gym, but if you’re both going to be out I won’t order extra lunch
“Apartment all to ourselves,” I announced. I tucked Madison into the middle seat and took the one next to her, Jude slipping into the driver’s seat.
“Why do you get to ride in the back with her?”
“He who carries the omega gets to decide where he sits,” I replied, puffing up at earning another laugh from Madison. She’d been so fucking precious all morning, giggling up a storm. I hoped to make her that blissed out every day.
Jude zoomed us through traffic, letting me spend the drive kissing our girl. Every time a new sound escaped her, it went straight to my cock, and when she opened eager thighs, I ground my fingers against the fabric.
“More,” she whispered.
I grabbed some wipes from my gym bag to make sure my hands were clean before slipping them under her athletic pants. They were snug and kept my hand plastered against her, but I managed to wedge two fingers into her dripping cunt, her hips finding a pattern to grind against my hand.
How was she so unfairly beautiful? Her raspberry tart scent had me wanting to disregard every traffic law so I could fuck the daylights out of her in the backseat. I almost came in my pants when the pulse of her cunt suctioned to my fingers as she came, clinging desperately to me.
I had replayed our brief time against the house a hundred times, and while it certainly hadn’t gotten old yet, I was more than ready to add a few new memories to the collection.
Jude begrudgingly handled the doors and elevator when we arrived at the apartment building. By the time we tumbled inside Alve’s suite, I was ready to strip all three of us to hurry things along.
“You’re down for this?” I asked Madison to be sure. Her body language certainly broadcasted her agreement, but it was always better to get it in words, too.
“If someone doesn’t fuck me soon, I might die,” she said with a breathy laugh. “And by someone, I mean both of you, assuming you’re both cool with that.”
I glanced toward Jude. “Ready to get closer than besties?”
“More than.” He chuckled and urged me forward.
I went straight to my room. After laying Madison out, I whipped her shoes off, kicked off my own, and Jude appeared on the opposite side of the bed to peel her little crop top off her. Her bottom layers only lasted a moment more, and mine scarcely longer than that.
Getting my cock back in Madison flung me straight onto the path to ascension. Getting to feel the hot grip of her cunt, watch the sway of her chest with each thrust, and listen to her moans was the closest I had ever been to heaven.
I gathered her legs up, laying them against my chest, and set a pace that had her eyes flying open and fingers clutching the sheets.
“Oh my g—” she gasped. “Holy sh—”
I really fucking loved that she couldn’t even finish a sentence.
Jude slunk his fingers down her body, wedging two against her clit so the rocking of each thrust could carry her higher. He teased her throat with his mouth, and played with her nipple as she came undone.
Her whimpers morphed into something more powerful, desperate cries tumbling from those perfect lips until she hit nirvana.
Fucking blessed.
I wanted her to unravel for us, to let us erase every shitty day of her past and replace it with something better.
I kept pace, fucking her into another rise, chasing my own pleasure in the heat of her.
What a power trip it was to hold her ankles and send her over the edge.
It was really fucking heady knowing she already trusted us enough to open herself to the experience.
Her trust was no small gift and I intended to treasure it.
When she came again, I stopped holding back. I let myself sink into the sensation of being buried deep in my omega, my knot swelling until she screamed, arching, turning into a panting, shaking mess.
Tucking her legs on each side of me let me lean forward and claim her mouth. “How do you want Jude to fuck you, sweetheart? Wait for his turn or knock on the back door?”
Madison let out an exhausted laugh and turned her head to see Jude better. “Back door sounds fun. What do you think?”
“Are omegas stretchier there too?”
“I don’t have anything to compare to,” she replied, “but we can ease in.”
“Have you played like that before?” I asked, endlessly curious as to what she had experienced and whether Tyler had been useless across the board.
“Um, a few times.”
“And did you like it?” I prompted.
“It was weird more than anything else, but I didn’t hate it. I just want Jude to touch me. If the back door doesn’t work, then my mouth is available, too.”
I pinched her nipple, hard enough to get her attention, but not intentionally enough to hurt.
She squeaked, her gaze whipping to me. I asked again.
“What do you specifically want to do? Jude will get off one way or another, whether it’s by you or me, but if it’s not in a way that’s comfortable for you, we’re not doing it. ”
“Hold up one second.” Jude stared at me with wide eyes. “You slipped that line in and you’re not going to address it?”
“Address what?” I blinked, trying to rewind what I’d said and remember. “You have to be more specific.”
“Are you bi?” Jude asked.
“Aren’t you?”
“I, um, I…don’t know?”
“Guess everyone gets to learn new things today, then.” I cradled Madison’s hips while keeping my gaze steady on Jude.
“Anyhoo, I think both of you are hot as fuck, but if you don’t want to get closer than sharing our omega, that’s totally fine.
You process, and Madison, you decide how your beta is getting off. ”
She chewed her lip. “I mean, now I’m thinking about the two of you together, but if I have to focus on the question at hand, I want to see what Jude fucking my ass is like.
Maybe it’s more fun with you guys. Everything else has been, and it seems so fun in books, but I think Tyler might not have cared enough about making it a great experience. ”
Madison locked her hands behind my neck and I scooped her up, turning to flop on the bed with her on top of me. I looked at Jude, his body tense, his gaze darting between us.
“You okay?”
“Uh, yeah.” He let out a nervous laugh. “I guess I’m thinking about us together now, too.”
“One thing at a time, cutie.”
He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
“Let’s get you inside our girl for now. Would you be more comfortable standing or kneeling?” I asked.
He nodded. “I think kneeling.”
I got another laugh out of Madison when I bucked my hips and wriggled us closer to the center of the bed, rotating around so Jude would have more room. “Lube is in the bedside table. Chafing is a bitch.”
Jude collected the bottle and settled between both of our spread legs. Madison squeaked at the first few drops and her breathing shifted instantly when Jude laid his palm over her sacrum, his thumb moving slowly out of view.
“Okay”—she swallowed hard—“already more fun.”
I was going to straight up murder Tyler if all it took to make it better for her was a gentle touch and he hadn’t provided that.
“More,” Madison demanded, her pussy squeezing my knot when Jude obeyed.
His eyes darted to mine when he laid a tentative palm on my thigh. I gave a nod. If he wanted to explore at his own pace, I was cool with that. Why would I turn down another gorgeous human touching me right now?
All three of us devolved into panting when Jude’s thumb buried deep in Madison. The slick sound of him finger-fucking her ass with it was way too intoxicating.
“More,” she demanded again.
That was exactly what I wanted to hear: confidence, trust we’d give her what she asked for, and knowing what she wanted.
Jude progressed from thumb to fingers, adding another each time Madison shakily let him know she was ready. The pressure of her pussy and his fingers turned the ratchet until I sucked in a sharp breath and spilled a few more drops inside her with a groan.
His gaze darted to mine. “Did you just…”
I nodded, my eyes scrunched shut until the tension released like a valve opening, and I slumped to the bed. “Like I said, we’re all learning new things. Apparently pressure really does it for me.”
Jude added another finger, carefully working Madison’s ass until her whole body was shaking and I was on the verge of coming again.
“Jude,” she ground out. “Fuck me.”
Luckily for her, he was incapable of denying that request. I would’ve been equally incapable in his position.
He slicked up his cock out of sight and nudged our legs farther apart, grabbing plush handfuls of Madison’s ass cheeks to spread them.
I couldn’t quite decide which one of them I was more jealous of right now.
The sound she made as Jude inched in was low and rough, a groan of pleasure I couldn’t help but match as the pressure on my cock skyrocketed with Jude now sharing that space with me.
“Holy fucking fuck,” Jude gasped, trembling until he was close enough his thigh stuck to mine.
“Doing okay, sweetheart?” I smoothed Madison’s hair from her face.
She nodded hastily.
“Eyes on me.”
Madison blinked up at me.
“Good girl.” I held my breath at the sharp squeeze of her cunt. “Use your words. Tell Jude if you’re okay so he knows if he can rail you safely.”
“I’m—” She swallowed hard, struggling to catch her breath. “I’m okay. It’s a lot, I’ve never played with two at once, but I like it.”
Jude nodded and gave an experimental thrust. Madison let out a whimper, her pussy trying to strangle my cock. I gave Jude a thumbs up and he set a slow pace, looking like he was a few seconds from losing it.
Our omega squirmed and desperately rocked her hips, meeting Jude’s shallow strokes. I simply lay back for the ride as they both got more comfortable with what was happening.
Jude picked up speed. Each time he fucked into her, I felt the tension increase. Our girl was a spring poised to be released, and I was as desperate as they were to feel it happen. Her nails dug into me and I knew we were primed for detonation when her breathing shifted again.
Madison erupted, the boom of her pleasure crashing into us from every direction. Jude lost it. He tipped over her, bracing his hands on each side of me, his hips carrying them both past the peak.
Madison melted into a puddle on top of me.
I cradled her gently, kissing her sweaty hair, and angled us both closer to Jude.
He was breathing hard and doing his best to remain upright.
We made eye contact for one nerve-racking second before he gave in to whatever compulsion drove him, and leaned in, brushing my mouth with his.
My purr erupted and stuttered in the same moment as I engaged my core to keep myself up and hold both of them. Jude’s kiss was tentative, sweet, but he relaxed easily into it when Madison’s purr got going, too.
I broke away, smiling too hard. “Good job, team.”
Madison broke into laughter and snuggled tighter against my chest, dragging one of Jude’s hands so she could cuddle it, the three of us settling down. “Very good job.”
Every second of this morning was a positive sign that reassured me we were all on the right track.
However things went with Jude, Madison was learning to trust us, and we could all work on being a pack if it meant being with her.
Obviously Jude and I already hit that mark, but there was a whole life ahead of us and I wasn’t about to get complacent.
Omegas thrived with packs, and dammit, if I had to drag this pack together with my bare hands to give her that, then I would do it.