Chapter Twenty-two
Remington
W hen Pack Hawthorne meets me beside the stage, I’m already a jittery mess. While I know I’m ready to take this step with them, part of me can’t help thinking it’s a little too soon. I’ve known them for less than two weeks, and I’m already inviting them into my bed—though not my nest.
At least not yet.
The problem is that all my omega instincts are screaming at me to make them mine. They don’t care if I barely know them. They’re not something I’ve dealt with a lot, choosing to suppress them for so much of my adult life, and I wonder if that’s why they’re so insistent now.
I’ve spent most of the last week feeling horny as hell. The only one getting me off has been myself, and that’s getting a little old.
Yes, I want to see if Pack Hawthorne is sexually compatible with me, but I also just want to get laid. I figured it was probably best to leave that out of my speech to them.
“Gods above, you smell divine,” Milo murmurs, pulling me into his arms as soon as I step off the stairs. “My alphas are going to make you feel so good. Eric can knot your ass while Victoria locks down on your cock. I’ve managed it a few times, but I’m not built like you are. Your body is made for this.”
My cock has been hard since I handed them their roses—no, that’s not right. It’s been hard since I decided to offer them the white roses tonight. I roll my hips, grinding my cock against Milo’s thigh as I moan. His dirty words are just what I need right now.
Yes. This right here is exactly what I want. I just hope the beta realizes I want him just as badly as I want his alphas.
“Milo. Stop,” Eric growls, pulling the beta away as Victoria sweeps in to wrap her arm around me.
I whine, reaching for Milo, but Victoria turns my chin toward her until I meet her gaze. “We need to get back to your suite before anything happens, omega. You’re already filling the ballroom with your perfume. Walk with me, and I promise you’ll get everything you want.”
“Okay, alpha.” I nuzzle her neck, allowing her scent to calm some of the raging lust inside of me.
“That’s a good omega,” she purrs, pulling me along with her into the hallway. Behind me, I hear Eric speaking quietly to Milo, but I can’t make out what he’s saying.
I feel like I float across the floor as we hurry to my suite. Once inside, I yank off my jacket and tie, fingers getting caught on the buttons of my shirt before the door has even shut behind Eric and Milo.
“Patience, omega. Patience.” Victoria knocks away my hands, running her nails up and down my chest before undoing the buttons.
My eyes find Eric and Milo as they step closer. Milo glances up at Eric, who nods before stepping behind me. I relax into his hold, allowing him to take some of my weight as his hands rest on my hips.
“I’m sorry I teased you in the ballroom,” Milo murmurs, his breath tickling my ear. “I knew you were already worked up, and it was wrong of me to take advantage of you.”
I shrug as Victoria finishes unbuttoning my shirt and pushes it open before tugging my undershirt out of my pants so she can run her hands against my bare chest. “You weren’t taking advantage of me. I liked it.”
“That might be, Remy, but he still knows better,” Eric rumbles, cupping my jaw in his hand. “We haven’t discussed limits or anything, and that’s something that needs to be discussed before anything else happens.”
I blink at him, waiting for his words to sink in. “Right. Yes. That’s smart. You should all stop touching me.”
I almost fall backward when Milo jumps back and Victoria’s hands slide out from under my shirt. Fortunately, Eric has fast reflexes and keeps me on my feet as I laugh.
“Wow. I didn’t mean quite that fast. It’s just easier to think when you’re not all touching me.” With a shake of my head, I move toward the bedroom, calling after me, “Are you coming?”
Of course they follow. I pull off my button-down shirt and undershirt, tossing them to the side before pulling off my pants as well. Turning toward them once more, I’m only wearing a pair of damp boxer briefs. Damp because I’m leaking slick and precum into them.
“Limits. I have none. No, that’s not right. I’ve been tied up before and been spanked with a lover’s hand—I’m okay with those. I haven’t really done a whole lot more than that, but I’m willing to try new things?” I shrug. “I would love to be knotted and locked. I’m okay with everyone’s hands and mouths to touch any part of me they want. I’m okay with my hands and mouth touching all of you wherever you’d like me to touch you. Don’t pee on me because that’s gross. In fact, the only body fluids I like are saliva and cum. Keep the rest of that shit to yourselves. We’re all on birth control since it’s required and we’ve all been cleared by the doctors. There’s no need for condoms. Anything else I need to cover?”
Milo snickers. “Damn, Remy. I feel like you’re in a hurry or something.”
“Keep it up, Milo, and I’ll shove something in your mouth so you can’t talk,” I tell him with a grin, and he licks his lips.
“Yes, please.”
Eric smacks his ass. “Behave. That all sounds good. Vic, anything to add?”
Instead of answering, her fingers lower the clasp of her dress and she shrugs it off. Stepping out as it pools at the floor, she’s completely bare to me. “Do you like eating pussy, Remington?”
“Oh, yes. Very much.” I lick my lips, eyes dropping to her perfectly manicured cunt. I want nothing more than to taste her.
“Good boy,” she purrs. “Milo, get naked. Remy, take off the rest of your clothes and join us on the bed. Milo is going to show you just how I like my pussy eaten, aren’t you, beta?”
“Fuck yes, I am,” he crows, pulling off his tux as quickly as he can.
I push my boxer briefs to the ground and wrap my hand around my cock. Stroking myself just once, I release it and climb onto the bed with Victoria—straight between her legs. Milo isn’t far behind me, and soon, we’re both kneeling between her legs, her wet cunt on display.
“Come now, boys. You have a job to do.”
Turning my head to glance at Milo, we share an excited smile before bending down to lap at her pussy together. I follow the trail Milo’s tongue leaves along Victoria’s slit before flicking across her clit. Our tongues brush against each other’s as her hands sink into our hair, tugging slightly.
“Remy, I want you to focus on my clit. Milo, fuck me with your tongue,” she demands, already pushing Milo’s head down.
As much as I’d love to be in his place, I’m perfectly happy with the job I’ve been given. I close my lips around her clit, rolling it with my tongue before flicking it once more. Because of how we’re sitting, I can’t really see what Milo’s doing, but whatever it is, Victoria is loving it. The sounds falling from her lips are like music to my ears—pants, moans, and commands spilling together in the perfect symphony.
I freeze momentarily when a hand strokes down my ass, and Eric chuckles. “It’s just me, Remy. I’m going to get this gorgeous ass ready for my cock.”
I groan, the vibrations transferring to Victoria and sending her into her first orgasm. Eric’s thick finger slides inside of me, my slick the only lube we need, and fucks me on it before adding a second.
“Enough, Remy,” Victoria hisses, and I pull back with a smile.
“May I taste you now, alpha?” I ask, causing her to smirk before nodding. I nudge Milo away from her entrance and take his place. I hum as her taste hits my tongue. “Fucking delicious.”
My back arches when Eric adds a third finger, stretching me wide open and hitting the perfect spot inside of me with each movement of his hands.
I’m so fucking close.
When Milo’s hand closes around my cock, stroking me once, then twice, I fall apart. I groan into Victoria’s pussy, tongue still fucking her as I clamp down on Eric’s fingers, and my cum spills over Milo’s hand.
I lay my head on Victoria’s thigh as I try to catch my breath, whining when Eric’s fingers slip out of me and Milo releases my dick. Then a whimper spills from me when Milo lifts his hand to his lips, licking away my cum.
“So hot,” Victoria murmurs. “Share with your alpha, Milo.”
I expect him to offer her his hand. Instead he licks his hand clean before leaning down to kiss her. She hums when he pulls back and swallows.
“You taste amazing, omega.” Victoria glances over my shoulder at Eric before using her finger to call me to her. “You’re going to fuck me while Eric takes your ass.”
“Yes, please,” I plead, already climbing up her until I can kiss her as Milo moves to her side. She tastes of me and Milo, and I love it. “What about Milo?”
Eric chuckles. “Don’t you worry about Milo. He’ll find ways to play.”
I glance at the beta, hating the idea of him being left out.
“This is what I want, Remy. I want to watch my alphas fuck you.” He grins. “Plus, there are three mouths I can use, aren’t there?”
My cock slides through Victoria’s wet pussy, adding precum and slick to her wetness. I thrust against her, loving how it feels to be sliding between her lower lips and making sure I hit her clit with each pass.
She hums. “As good as that feels, I need you inside me, Remy. Fuck me.”
Kissing her once more, I reach between us so I can notch my dick at her entrance and push in slowly. We both moan into the kiss.
She feels fucking amazing, so wet and hot as her pussy squeezes me.
Breaking the kiss, I duck so I can close my lips around one of her pebbled nipples and bite lightly before soothing it with my tongue as I fuck into her, slow and deep.
“Feels so good, Remy, but you better hold on,” Victoria warns me. “Because Eric is about to fuck you hard and fast.”
Another groan escapes me as I switch to her other tit at the same time Milo leans down. We kiss around her nipple, tongues tangling and dancing across the surface at the same time.
I feel Eric at my back, his hand swiping over my ass and gathering my slick. I hear him stroke himself as his free hand lands on my hip.
“Are you ready, Remy?”
“Yes! Please fuck me, alpha.” My words end in a long, loud groan as Eric pushes into my ass. I didn’t get a chance to see his cock, but I’m unsurprised by how fucking big it is.
He works himself into me slowly, then he’s pulling out and fucking back into me just like Victoria promised he would—hard and fast. He fucks me in and out of Victoria, and it feels so, so good.
“Milo, please. I need your cock,” I beg, and he pulls away from me with a grin.
“Are you desperate for my cock? Are my alphas not enough? Do you need me, too?”
I nod. “Yes. All three. Need.”
My brain is going hazy as I sink into my omega instincts, where I’m not afraid to ask for what I need—what I want. Where I can make demands and not care what others think.
Eric rumbles behind me, his pace never slowing. “Stop teasing the omega, Milo. Give him what he wants.”
“Gladly.”
His cock brushes against my lips, and I open my mouth and suck him down greedily.
Sensations rush through me as Milo fucks into my mouth. My eyes fall shut as my cock kicks, so close to spilling again already.
I snake a hand between Victoria and me, determined for her to come again before I do. With just a few flicks of my fingers, she’s screaming out my name as her pussy locks down on my cock and holds me inside of her.
It sets off my orgasm as the lock pulls around the base of my cock, my cum filling her up.
“Fuck, you are clenching my cock so fucking good,” Eric grunts. “Are you ready for my knot?”
I try to tell him yes, but it’s muffled by Milo’s cock.
Fates above, I want nothing more than for him to knot my ass while Victoria’s pussy locks down on my cock.
With just a few thrusts, Eric’s knot pushes inside of me and another orgasm rushes through me. He continues to rock into me as he comes, causing me to do the same to Victoria.
She comes again, pulling me over with her as Milo groans and spills down my throat.
I swallow him down, greedy as always, even as my body goes lax between the alphas. Not wanting to squish Victoria, I try to rise off her but can’t find the strength.
“It’s okay, omega. I’ve got you,” Eric murmurs against my ear as he turns me slowly to my side. With him knotted inside of me and me locked inside of Victoria, all three of us are cuddled together, and I throw a leg over Victoria’s as I yawn.
“Milo?” I ask, reaching for him as I blink my eyes.
A hand runs through my hair. “Right here, Remy. Sleep. We’ll be here when you wake up.”
I want to argue, but Eric’s chest is rumbling with a purr, and I can’t keep my eyes open any longer.
There’s no way to fight it as I allow sleep to pull me under.