Chapter 49
CONNOR
“Fuck our girl as hard as you like… but it’s my knot that’s gonna be inside her tonight.”
Well, fuck me sideways. Growly, possessive Theo Brennan is a sight indeed.
The guy looks wild and wrecked all at the same time. Our Omega’s sheen covers the lower half of his face and stubble, while he rips buttons in the process of taking off his shirt.
Umm, yeah. So, apparently, watching the guy I’ve idolized as a player for years strip naked and send buttons scattering across the floor is just as outstanding as it sounds. This is definitely a sight I’m gonna enjoy right alongside Wren.
I’m such a liar. It turns out I am sexually attracted to Theo Brennan after all.
“How do we wanna…” I gesture at the kitchen disaster we’ve created, trying to focus on anything but how badly I want to lick her cum and slick off his mouth.
“Now. Here.” Wren suddenly finds her words. Our Omega might still be coming down from two orgasms in quick succession, but she’s quick on the draw to tell us exactly what she wants.
“Whatever keeps your knot out of it,” Brennan reminds me.
“Alright, alright. No knotting.” I smirk.
The look on Wren’s face is far too filthy for her own good. It makes me laugh as I step between her thighs. “Let’s save the double knot experiment for another day, Bambi.”
“Boring. Thought you were a superstar.” She gives me a salacious little look. Eyebrows lifting as she casts her eyes down to my bulging shorts. “Superstars do naughty sex.”
Theo groans. “Jesus Christ.”
“Don’t play the temptation game.” Joining his ragged noise, I let out one of my own. “You’re too smart for me. Can’t have you figuring that out so early in our pack dynamic, or I’ll be totally screwed.”
“You don’t want to have naughty sex with me?” Wren is back to pouting with a little whine in her tone.
Sure, I’ve heard the stories. Omegas go through radical changes in personality during their heats.
But this little begging face and much more brazen talk are only from the effects of a heat spike.
I suspect neither of us is adequately prepared for what the real heat version of our girl is going to be like.
“Oh, don’t you worry. Maybe we’ll get you to tell us all about what you want us to do to you.
” I scoop her off the counter, doing the fastest mental calculation as to how I can make sure I don’t accidentally get carried away.
“But first, you’re gonna tick off that little fantasy you were telling me about in the car. Grab my shorts and ride my cock.”
A whole-body shudder runs through my girl, and she moans into my neck with a nod.
Okay. At least that’s making her happy. I can work with that.
“Can you stand?” I ask as I set Wren on her feet.
“Yes. Unfortunately.” She sways momentarily but sinks her teeth into her bottom lip.
I don’t have time to form a quick retort to her cheekiness, because she has absolutely no problem sliding her palms down my bare chest. As Wren scrapes those fingernails over my abs, until her tiny fingers curl in my waistband, Theo stalks in behind her, and suddenly the temperature skyrockets.
Wren is so tiny between us that our foreheads almost press together as Theo’s hands start stroking her upper arms.
I have to shut the voice up in the back of my head that tells me it would be so easy to kiss. To kiss him. To lean forward over her head and just try it, to see what Theo’s mouth tastes like with our girl lingering on his tongue.
My throat works, struggling to swallow and breathe.
“So hot.” Wren’s voice is breathy. Quickly swiping her little pink tongue out to wet her lips, she follows that with a shove at the waistband of my shorts and my briefs, getting them out of the way at the same time.
My head tips back with a grunt of pleasure as she leans forward to start kissing my chest.
“Fuck yes. Take me out, Bambi.”
This is almost how I’ve pictured it, being with her and sharing.
I’ve fucked my fist too many times imagining Wren between me and Ace, the three of us being together.
Everywhere her mouth drags over my blazing skin feels like she’s branding me.
With her scent, her gentle affection, her sweetness.
My girl’s hands are delicate and soft and not anything like how it would feel if it were Ace doing this…
but I’m thrilled it’s her, and I’d gladly take either of them being the one to tug at my shorts, to reach for my dick…
and when I look at the scene in front of me, I realize that possibly, probably might just include Theo now, too, because his eyes are on Wren’s hands as she works my shorts down my thighs.
Jesus. I’m really nailing this pack thing.
Wanna fuck everyone.
Sure. Typical Connor Renfro behavior. Why not just be the type of clingy Alpha who falls for the whole pack, without even having a clue as to whether they’re interested in me first.
The moment my cock bobs free, Wren moans, her forehead pressed against my chest so that she can watch. I’m leaking precum and already a throbbing mess.
“Need to be inside you,” I croak out, more of an agonized plea than what should be an Alpha command.
On the field, I get to yell and bark at my teammates during games.
All my Alpha shit gets worked out during training and games.
There isn’t a world where I think I’d feel compelled to raise my voice at Wren.
I like that I get to be soft with her.
I also really fucking like that I’ve got her eyes on me, and his, too.
It’s a heady feeling to know that Theo is staring at my leaking slit. I mean, I’ve touched his cock already, so it was only a matter of time before he got an eyeful of mine.
So it’s an easy decision for how this is gonna go.
“Help her straddle me.” I don’t dare look directly at Theo, not trusting my expression not to give away all the mess of thoughts I’m now having about him, but I take the opportunity to shove my shorts a little lower over my ass.
I sink down onto the kitchen tiles and encourage Wren to join me.
As she easily goes to her knees, I give her hip a little squeeze. “Spin around.”
Her blue eyes flare.
“That mouth can be useful, too.” I let my gaze roam hot and hungry down her naked figure. “Better show Brennan just how well you can take care of your two Alphas at the same time.”
Wren’s heat-spike brain must take that challenge seriously, because she wastes no time climbing over me.
Her drenched pussy drags all that gorgeous peach-scented slick over my stomach.
Fucking hell, if that isn’t the sexiest goddamn feeling.
It’s like she’s taking her time, marking me with every shift of her hips to get into position, and yeah, I’m definitely gonna need her to do this again.
“So perfect, sweetheart.” Brennan cups her jaw and gives her the words that I know she loves to hear. “Gonna be a good girl and let your Alphas have you at the same time?”
“Please,” she hums and writhes a little more, dragging her cunt to slide against my cock.
“Umphfff. Christ.” I damn near lose it when her slickness and clit are right there, warm and wet and so ready.
“Come on, birdie girl. You don’t want to kill Scotland before you’ve had a chance to ride him.”
She takes that as a personal challenge, impaling herself on a slow, determined glide until we’re both panting for air.
Wren’s breathing is shallow as she says all sorts of dirty shit that riles me up more and more.
You’re so big. How will it fit? Were you this size before?
My head swims with the effort not to shunt up inside her and start bucking furiously until she’s dripping with my cum.
The moment I catch sight of a glint in her eye, I realize she’s played me perfectly.
“Fuck,” I groan, bottoming out inside her pussy. “Take everything, baby. Take it all. Show me.”
Her hips roll and snap. Our girl is so fucking sexy. I run through a list of all the least sexy things about rugby possible, muddy boots and worn mouthguards and jock straps, in an effort not to burst too soon.
She braces herself against my chest, grinding and riding me until her moans are flowing unrestrained, cunt tightening around my dick. I hurriedly seek out my knot to grab hold of the bulge, which is far too eager to join the party.
“What would you like, hmm? Want me to finish in your mouth, Bambi?”
Wren nods enthusiastically. That’s our cue to move.
Apparently, we’re getting good at this sharing thing already, because we instinctively shift as one.
I grab her hips and help pull her off me.
Our tangle of limbs eventually ends up with Wren on all fours, her hands beside my hips and petite body between my legs.
She doesn’t hesitate to dip her head and swallow me down.
I’m already so fucking close, and this is gonna be a fast finish. Brennan slides in from behind, and now it’s impossible not to watch his expression. His face morphs with pleasure at finally getting to feel her.
“Sweet fuck, Wren.” His jaw tightens, eyes darkening as he gives an experimental thrust.
Our girl moans loudly, encouraging him to give her more.
“She can take it,” I tell him.
That brings Brennan’s intense, lust-filled stare to meet mine. His Adam’s apple dips, and he pulls back, before thrusting forward a little harder this time. His weight pushes Wren against me, drives my cock deeper into her mouth, and my vision goes a little hazy.
“Like that?” Brennan asks hoarsely. I don’t know whether he’s asking Wren, or me, if that’s okay… or maybe he’s asking both of us if we’re enjoying the feeling of him fucking us, but we both give him a strained groan in reply.
“Keep going,” I grunt, breathing hard. “Our girl loves being fucked dirty.”