CHAPTER EIGHTEEN - Lyla #2
“Get naked.” A hundred turtledoves fluttered up and through my body. I tried to grab my own sweater, but my hands were shaking. Ozzi’s didn’t tremble as he peeled off his white undershirt. His muscles rippled with the movement, begging me to lick him all over.
Jason came around behind me. “I can help with this part, baby.”
He slipped my sweater off and my flesh erupted in goosepimples. I could feel the heat pouring off me, but there was something electric about his body, pulling me to rub against him, and I did, bumping my rear up against his crotch.
A growl rumbled near my ear. “Watch yourself. My grip on my self control isn’t as nearly as strong as Ozzi’s.”
I loved that I could affect him so much with such a little thing. Keeping my gaze on Ozzi, I nodded toward his pants. He plucked them open and slowly drew down the zipper. His black boxers hid the huge bulge I knew was there. The thick dick that I had sucked and drank back his sweet cum.
Jason lifted my Cindy Lou t-shirt and blocked my view for a few seconds. When it was off, Ozzi was pushing his pants off his hips. I glimpsed a tattoo almost the same as Jason’s in the same spot near his hip, except Ozzi’s asterix had something inside of it.
“Let me see your tattoo. Why an asterix?”
Gathering my hair into his hands, Jason chuckled softly as he rolled it into a loose bun. “It’s the star of life.” He brushed his lips over my neck, and I gasped. “For paramedics, it shows our dedication. Like a badge of honor.”
“Mine has a rod of Asclepius in it.” Ozzi pushed down his boxers to reveal the ink in its entirety. “Because I was going to become a doctor, and as a nod to my Greek heritage.”
The healing rod wasn’t what I was staring at, though. Fuck, his erection was already so big. How was I going to fit it inside of me?
Jason unhooked my bra, and while my first urge was to cover my chest, I forced my hands to stay at my sides.
Both of them had seen me nude. Let my inner goddess shine through, even as the pain made my body tighten.
And oh, how Ozzi’s eyes locked onto my breasts as they were revealed. His jaw tightened as he groaned.
“Eísai ómorfi,” Ozzi breathed out something that caressed my ears. “You’re so beautiful.”
His boxers went down.
I could barely breathe. He had the body of an Olympic swimmer. Long legs, broad chest, and powerful arms. Slick gushed out and made me shudder.
“I bet you make every Omega wet like this.” I nipped my lower lip and went for my leggings. Jason was faster and hooked his fingers in both them and my panties. He pulled the back down faster, uncovering my rear to him first.
Jason breathed out a low moan of appreciation. “Fuck, you have the hottest ass. I want to bend you over and—”
“Look all you like, but no touching.” I teased the Alpha bomb I knew was close to exploding behind me.
With a growl, Jason pulled my bottoms off the rest of the way to my ankles. I lifted one foot and then the other, so he could remove them with my socks. My feet usually got chilly very quickly, but lava was flowing through my body. Everything was wavering with my heat as if I were in a sauna.
“I want to taste you.” Jason’s fingers slid up my legs towards my soaked inner thighs.
I danced away from him and waggled my finger. “You are going to sit on the couch and watch.”
“Baby,” he smiled in that sly way which vowed he was going to get what he wanted and didn’t move.
“Go sit on the couch.” I pointed at the sofa and then turned to Ozzi. “Spread a blanket in front of the tree and lie down.”
I was my own boss when it came to work. School never worked for me because I pushed back against authority. It was the army bart in me. Miss Eloise never ordered me around. She was the best of mentors and stood beside me, letting me find my own way.
My stomach quivered as I gave commands to Alphas. Naked. I tried not to think of the stories of Alphas losing their shit around unclaimed Omegas, but I trusted Jason and Ozzi. Oh yes, they wanted to take me, and they’d push to get their way, but if I said no, I was confident they’d listen.
These two were different from other Alphas. They dedicated their lives to saving people, and they both took their calling seriously. Not only were they extremely hot, they were, more importantly, good men. My heat might be making me behave like a crazy woman, but I was in safe hands.
Jason stood and nibbled at my shoulder. “You’re only making the beast more feral, gorgeous. I’m going to go wild on you later.”
He went to the couch and sat down as Ozzi laid out a blanket in front of the tree. He went on his knees, bending to smooth out the corners. I never thought I’d be an ass woman, but staring at his tight butt, fuck, it made me as weak as gazing at his cock.
Moving with slow purpose, Ozzi rolled his body to lower himself onto the floor on his back. There was no modesty and yet no ego. Every movement was for me.
“What now?” His gaze raked over my body.
Two could play at that game.
I paced back and forth three times in front of him before lowering myself onto my hands and knees. I spread my legs a little ways and kept my butt in the air, giving Jason behind me the full porn view.
“Fucking hell, you’re killing me here, baby.” Jason groaned, and the sound of his pants’ zipper opening was loud in the room.
This stroked something in me. I liked him watching and knowing that later he would lose control and take me hard.
With a slow wiggle of my hips, I crawled forward and ran my hands up Ozzi’s legs. His eyes never left me. I brushed my fingers over his cock and balls, grazing his most sensitive bits, but not grabbing.
Closer to him now, I worried again how I could ever fit him inside of me. The nervousness didn’t have anywhere near enough strength to compete against the need to be knotted.
“Do you like what you see?” I continued to brush my fingers along Ozzi’s shaft. His hips arched upward as he fisted the blanket at his sides.
“Yes.” Both of the Alphas grunted out the reply, and I smiled, feeling like a cat who had caught a mouse.
I lowered my head and blew a warm breath over Ozzi’s cock.
He hissed out a breath as his member twitched.
It was so tempting to take him into my mouth.
In a short period of time, I’ve found I love to give oral sex.
The sweet taste of the pre-cum, the shaft hardening to something akin to steel, and the feel of the silky skin in my mouth along the length and the bouncy firmness of the head.
Even sucking the soft wrinkled flesh of the scrotum and the balls into my mouth, making him squirm.
There was no doubt that if I started doing so, he would lose control. I needed to do this my way, and knowing he was letting me, holding himself back even though he fought with himself, turned me on all the more.
I kissed around his naval and over his tattoo. The noises coming from him like a muzzled wolf had me dripping slick. My slowness was paining me in a different way, but I didn’t want to rush it.
“Fuck, Lyla, that mouth of yours is pure sin.” Ozzi’s tanned body was lit up from the tree lights. Magic. This was Christmas magic.
“If only you could see her pussy, man. Glistening, hot, and clenching, so hungry for Alpha cock.” Jason’s gruff tone was lined with a purr. He shifted on the couch, making it squeak, and let out a long, low groan.
“Oh yes, I need it. I want your knot in me.” Now. I internally screamed at myself for moving so slow. I kissed Ozzi's chest and flicked my tongue over his nipples. My breasts rubbed against him and crinkled my own nubs, making my breathing speed up. “Touch me.”
Ozzi’s hands were swiftly on me. One kneaded my boob and the other gripped my hip, working his fingers into my skin. “Lyla… I’ve never wanted a woman like I want you.”
My heart thumped hard. I could maybe shrug whatever he said as the heat of the moment, but Ozzi wasn’t the type, and Jason had been more than clear about how he felt about me.
It was so easy to imagine a future with them, to be a tight-knit pack, and spend half of our days in bed.
But what kind of life would that really be for me?
I wouldn’t be like my mom. I never wanted to be an Omega who lived only for her mates.
“Take him inside of you, gorgeous. Let me see you sink onto his cock.” Jason managed to stay on the couch, but he was still battling his need to be in charge. Good thing I liked the idea.
I positioned myself to properly straddle my hunky Greek and mashed my mouth to his. There was nothing submissive about his kiss. His head lifted from the floor, moaning and thrusting his tongue in to claim mine.
The tip of his erection poked against my pussy. He was so close, so big. Our kisses tasted like gingerbread cookies, but though usually the scent of them was strong, all I could smell was him. Earthy and musky, and making me want to beg him to take me, to do anything he wanted.
I drew his cock’s head along my slit and soaked him with my slick.
“I don’t know how much longer I can last before I pin you to the floor and bury myself in you.” Ozzi sounded pained, but I couldn’t have him do that. Not yet.
“You’re going to stay right there.” I murmured as I positioned his bulbous head between my labia.
My abdomen was tight with want and uncertainty.
There was no question I was going to have him knot me, but was I doing it right?
Would it hurt? Would he even fit? “And I’m going to take you inside of me… ”
“Fuck, yes.” Jason’s encouragement was punctuated with a grunt.
Locking my gaze with Ozzi’s half-hooded one, I lowered myself down onto his hardness one slow inch at a time. We both gasped once his head was inside, and I squeezed him. He groaned and clenched my rear.
Halfway, and he kissed me again. “You feel so fucking good. Keep going, astéri mou.”
The deeper I took him, the more he stretched me. Something in me strained and made me want to pull back. Yet my hips were ready to push flush to his and rock against him. “You’re so big.”
His mouth curled up a little with that. “Just the right size for you. You’re perfect.”
I cried out as I sank down the rest of the way. The flash of pain lingered but something more magnificent washed over top of it. My hips rolled, tentatively at first, but as the pleasure built, I rode him faster. Our bodies slapped together as the blinking lights tried to keep up.
“Holy shit. That’s so hot.” Jason was panting, and I caught the sound of repetitive movement. Glancing over my shoulder, he had his pants open and his massive dick in his hand. He grinned when I looked at him and continued to jerk himself. “I want to hear you come, baby. Ride him into the floor!”
Ozzi gripped the back of my neck and directed my face back to his, kissing me with a rougher passion. The base of his cock was swelling, and everything in me was celebrating. This was what I needed. Oh God, this was absolutely what I needed.
“That’s right, beautiful. Let’s hear you scream as you come.” Ozzi’s hips met mine with every thrust, matching my pace. His knot had nearly locked us together and, fuck, grinding against it hit my clit just right.
My world spun, pleasure so intense that I thought I would burst into a million pieces. “Oh yes… I never knew… So good.” Harder, faster, everything pure bliss.
Jason cried out, but there was no time to peek back at him.
The biggest orgasm I’d ever had hit me. I screamed wordlessly, unsure where my body and his started and ended. Ozzi kept a hold of my hips and continued driving upwards, his knot so big, it wouldn’t move anymore.
Seconds later, Ozzi bellowed with his own climax. His cock throbbed inside of me, and even as I was still flying high with my pleasure, a bubble of peace and happiness settled around us. I fell limply onto his sexy heaving Alpha body and shuddered with the after-effects of my orgasm.
My first time was under the Christmas tree.
Exhaustion swept up over me like a warm, weighted blanket, and my eyes refused to open.
Nothing felt more right.