Tara
These movers really had it out for me. I was sure of it. This was the third time something I needed was on the highest shelf in the house. There was only one alpha who lived here. Why would my purple mug be all the way up on the top shelf? Who put mugs on the top shelf?
Irritated, I climbed up onto the black granite counter on my knees, trying to reach it. Why was this house so tall? These had to be fifteen-foot ceilings, and I could only reach the bottom shelf of the top cupboards in the kitchen.
It was still a stretch, but I’d managed to hook the handle with a finger and slid it down. I was about to catch it when…
“What are you doing?”
I jumped, almost dropping the cup but managing to cradle it to my chest before it could fall further.
I whipped my head around to see a smug-looking Charlie. “What are you doing?” I asked. “You shouldn’t scare someone on a counter. I almost broke my favorite cup.”
Though I was mock irritated, when he offered to help me down I took it, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his middle. He spun me around once before setting me on my feet.
“We should have unpacked,” I said. “Everything is too high. Do they think only alphas live here?”
“I think our trip to Bermuda while things were being finished was much better than unpacking, don’t you?”
I blushed. Bermuda was… everything. We got to go to the natural blue hot springs, snorkel with tropical fish, and visit the limestone caves.
Not to mention everything else that happened.
Let’s just say, it was very easy to classify it as a work trip to write off on my taxes.
“You’re right, I’m just annoyed.”
“Well, whenever you need something just call me and I’ll get it.”
I pursed my lips. “I’m perfectly capable of doing things myself.”
“I know, but I like doing things for you. And I like my omega in one piece and not a splatter on the floor.”
I snorted. “I’m fine. You’re being dramatic.”
A gasp left me as Charlie grabbed under my arms and picked me up, pushing me to sit on the counter. I was still in the oversized OVWatch t-shirt I stole from him and my underwear, so the cool stone of the counter hit my thighs quickly.
“Do we have an attitude this morning?” He caged me in, a hand on either side of me. At this level we were face to face, his deep brown eyes boring into mine. He had also just woken up, his brown hair tousled from sleep. Miles of tan skin sat before me with his shirt off, leaving him just in those slutty gray sweats he and Jesse liked to taunt me with.
“That’s my line,” I said before flicking his nose gently.
His hand snapped up and caught my wrist, bringing my hand to his lips and kissing the tips of my fingers. “And I’m stealing it if we aren’t behaving this morning.”
I was hot all over. So rarely did Charlie decide to take control, but apparently he was in the mood this morning, and who was I to stop it?
“Maybe I’m not, what happens to little omegas with an attitude problem, Daddy?”
I could feel the growl that came from his chest deep in my bones. His hands slid up my thighs, squeezing them slightly. “Then I guess you’ll have to be punished instead of getting eaten out on the counter, which was my original thought when I saw your ass sticking out coming around the corner.”
My entire body was flushed. I spread my thighs a bit, knowing I was slightly perfuming as well. “But Daddy, don’t you want a treat this morning?”
His grip on my thighs tightened as he pulled me closer. “You know I do babygirl. But I don’t know if that attitude deserves it.”
I hummed. Though I liked letting him pretend he was in charge for a few moments, that’s all it was.
Pretend.
I leaned back a bit, putting my legs up on the counter, and spreading them wide. My fingers drifted down my body, moving my sleep shorts aside and rolling my fingers over my clit. I let my eyes flutter, my cunt was already dripping with our little game from earlier, letting my touch glide easily.
“What are you doing?” My alpha asked, his voice thick with need.
“Well, if my alpha won’t take responsibility, I guess I’m going to have to get myself off this morning.”
I moaned a bit dramatically. Though it did feel good, I wanted him to know what he was missing out on.
“You’re really not playing fair this morning babygirl.” I watched his hand drift down to his pants, rubbing over the hard length tenting the front of his sweats.
“When have I ever claimed to do that?”
His groan shook me to my core, making me drip even further. He dropped to his knees in front of me, perfectly lined up with my pussy. I was pretty sure he had every surface in this house measured for sex, because there had yet to be a piece of furniture I was bent over that didn’t position me perfectly.
My sneaky alpha.
Charlie leaned in, kissing along the inside of my slick thighs. I let him, but right as he went to lick my center, I stopped him with a hand to the forehead. His gaze snapped to mine expectantly, those deep umber eyes shimmering in the morning rays coming through the kitchen skylight.
My other hand held me up, anchoring me against the cool marble counter. “You need to beg, daddy.”
A small red flush tinged his cheeks. Though he didn’t get as embarrassed as Jesse did, there were still times where I could get him like this.
“Babygirl, please?”
It was more of a request as opposed to begging, which wasn’t what I asked for. “That’s all you got? Seems you don’t want it that badly.” My hand ran through his hair before gripping the strands in a fist.
His sharp hiss fueled me. I pulled him only inches away from me, just barely too far to reach, even if he stuck his tongue out for it. “Tell me how much you want to eat me out,” I demanded once more.
“Fuck. I want it so badly. Want to taste you, make you come so hard you forget what day it is.”
I giggled. “Think you can do it?”
“Yeah,” he said, a half moan. “I’ll have you seeing stars babygirl.”
Using the still solid grip I had on his hair I pulled him forward, pressing him into me hard. He didn’t hesitate, gliding his tongue over my clit with ease. A sated moan left me as I leaned back, my hair tickling my arms as I did. He worked circles around me, moving at the exact pace he knew drove me mad.
“Just like that alpha,” I cried. My toes curled as he brought his hand up and stuck two fingers in two knuckles deep. His digits were huge, and stretched me a lot, more than I was ready for all at once.
I could feel his satisfied smirk against me as he curled his fingers, hitting my g-spot without any searching.
“Just like that, don’t stop.”
His moan of affirmation only added, vibrating my clit in the best way. It wasn’t long before I was under, my orgasm taking me with it. My thighs tightened around his head, probably making it hard to breathe, but I didn’t care. My scent wafted through the room, thick and syrupy as I fell limp, releasing Charlie from between my thighs.
He removed his fingers and continued to lick me slowly, just tasting me for his own pleasure.
“Wow, this is a much better wake up than coffee,” Jesse’s voice said.
I turned to see them leaned against the entryway, looking as sexy as they always did in the morning. Their floofy hair was even more so, slightly bent out of shape. He wore no shirt, all his tattoos on display since he was just in his boxers. His freckles stood out, even more so now that we’d been out in the sun. The small dots looked beautiful against his post vacay tan.
God, I was one lucky omega.
“Good morning lemon drop,” I said. I made a move to hop off the counter but my legs were shaky from the earth-shattering orgasm, and I almost didn’t catch myself. Lucky for me Charlie was there to hold me up.
I could feel his smug attitude through the bond, and he got an elbow to the ribs for it.
Once I managed to find my center of gravity again, I padded over towards Jesse. They pulled me into their arms, kissing my forehead lightly before pressing a heavier one to my lips. I could feel their warm content through the bond that felt like being wrapped in a cozy blanket.
“Good morning to you too. Having fun without me?”
“Just prepping for the real fun,” Charlie said, coming up beside me. He grabbed Jesse by the waist and pulled him close, kissing him in a way that made my toes curl just to watch.
When he pulled away Jesse had that half lidded look on his face. And yeah, same.
“I think we should let breakfast wait,” Charlie said. He grabbed my hand along with Jesse’s and tugged us along. I didn’t know if I would ever get used to how large this house was. I insisted something this large wasn’t necessary, but Charlie had pointed out we needed a bedroom, I needed a nest, all three of us needed offices, a guest room would be nice… it was how we ended up in this gargantuan, beautiful home.
Instead of going to our room Charlie veered us right to go to the nest. I swore he liked it more than I did most of the time. Though as the door opened, my love for it came rushing back. It was all purples of course, but instead of my normal lighter purples I went for deep plums and royal purple to give it a slightly darker, cozy vibe. My office was the same lighter, vibrant purple as it had always been–just with some of the new upgrades of wallpaper patterned walls, my purple PC setup, and my constantly growing collection of magic girl anime figurines.
A girl could never have too many, after all.
But in here, I wanted something different, and I think it turned out perfectly. The real reason I was sure Charlie loved being in here was how thick our combined smells were. Because we spent heats and ruts in here, and even had some spontaneous moments like today, but as a result everything was