Chapter 10
CHAPTER TEN
Kara
Tacos.
That was all that was on my mind as I stirred awake sandwiched between two warm bodies. One second, I’d been having an omega meltdown, and the next...
My eyes opened wide, and I came face to face with Tate, who was still sleeping. How had I ended up in bed with two alphas? That seemed like a very bad idea after what had happened last night… or was that this morning? I never knew what to call it if it was past midnight.
I was still dressed, but that didn’t stop me from feeling someone’s hard length poking me right in the ass. Do. Not. Wiggle.
Sniffing as small an amount of air as possible, I was sure it was Cal with his strawberry scent mingling with Tate’s orange one. Had they even enjoyed their tacos last night? Had Avery gotten home all right?
My heart had hurt so bad for the pack. To have a match and then be rejected would be rough on anyone. Omega Match had stiff fines for it which made it less likely to happen, so when it did, there were usually no other options.
But for an omega to reject them? They were the perfect gentlemen. What the hell had happened and why was Omega Match not letting them have another omega?
A hand landed on my hip and squeezed. Okay, perfect was a bit of a stretch—no one was perfect—seeing as we were unbonded but starting to act like we were. I’d overstayed my welcome and we were all acting with our instincts.
Which is exactly why I grabbed Cal’s hand and moved it to my breast. Just for a minute, I wanted to know what it felt like to have an alpha’s hand cup my breast and maybe rub a thumb over my nipple.
Cal sucked in a breath, his chest rumbling with a low growl. “Omega…”
“Alpha.” I wiggled against him, and he put his face against my back, his hand doing just what I wanted. “Yes.”
This was bad. Bad, bad, bad.
“We can’t.” He moved his head up so his mouth was by my ear and I swept my hair out of the way. “Kara, we can’t.”
His lips glided along my neck, his hand kneading my breast. It felt so good but not enough. I needed more. I wanted his hands and mouth all over me, making me beg for his cock... for his knot.
I rolled my hips, his dick sliding against my crack. He moved a leg between mine, but with him being behind me, and Tate being in the way of him bending his leg further, I was left panting for something to relieve the ache between my legs.
Cal’s hand abandoned my breast, and I whimpered, chasing it with my own. He batted my hand away and lifted the hem of my shirt.
This was so hot, much better than I’d imagined in my head.
“Tate will be mad if you wake him up and he finds us like this,” he whispered in my ear. “But I think your scent might do that first.”
Instead of heading back up my shirt to my breast, he ran his fingers along the elastic of my shorts. Was I going to let this alpha I wasn’t even bound to touch me like I wanted?
He grazed his teeth along my neck before sucking on a spot I knew he was marking as his. “Just one little dip in your honey pot won’t hurt anyone.”
I bit my lip, a smile spreading across my face. “Just once.”
He moved his mouth to my t-shirt-covered shoulder and bit down as his hand slid under the waistband and through my trimmed curls. His entire body was vibrating behind me, but not from a purr. He was straining to stop himself.
His fingers brushed the top of my slit, and I opened my legs for him, slick already making my lips wet for him. My perfume was strong in the air, a thick chocolate that made my mouth water.
Tate’s eyes popped open and met mine just as Cal moved his hand to slide a finger up the length of me to my clit. I gasped, rocking my hips when he just let it settle there.
“What...” Tate looked down. “Cal. What the fuck-”
I didn’t want this to stop, so I did what I had wanted to do the night before. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him to me, kissing him.
Yup. I’d lost my omega marbles.
He didn’t move at first, making me worry, but then it was like whatever had been holding him back snapped and his tongue pushed into my mouth.
“Fuck.” Cal had stopped biting my shoulder, and his mouth was back at my ear. “Reach down and tell me if his cock is as hard as mine.”
My mind was already fogging up with desire and need, so I didn’t even think about what I was starting with the two of them. I ran my fingers down Tate’s well-defined chest, his abs, and brushed my hand over the soft fabric of his boxers that concealed a very hard cock.
“He’s hard, isn’t he?” Cal moved his finger that was pressed against my clit in small circles. “You’re so wet for us. It would be so easy for the two of us to make you ours right now.”
I whimpered into Tate’s mouth as I pushed his boxers down, freeing his cock. I wanted to be theirs. All they had to do was knot and bite me and then there was nothing anyone could do.
No, Kara. You don’t know that.
From what we’d been told all our lives, omegas and alphas never came together without Omega Match. But I was sure it had to happen from time to time. With the way omegas were kept under lock and key, it wasn’t likely.
Tate moved his mouth to my neck, scraping his teeth along just as Cal had. All I could think about was one of them burying their knot in me and claiming me with their bites.
No, we couldn’t. Not now. It had to be the strongest alpha.
Cal slid his finger down to my entrance and teased it, barely pushing the tip in. I moved against his dick, wishing the fabric between us was gone.
“We should stop,” Tate muttered, pulling up my shirt so he could kiss my breast and nipple. “But fuck, I don’t want to stop.”
He sucked my nipple into his mouth right as Cal plunged his finger fully into me. I moaned in satisfaction, my hips picking up speed, and I wrapped my hand around Tate’s length, marveling at how hot and soft the skin was.
Tate released my nipple and looked at me as he moved his hand down, yanked down my shorts, and slid my clit between two fingers. “I want you to come on both of our hands.”
I closed my eyes, and my head fell back against Cal’s shoulder. Tate’s lips were back on me again and Cal added another finger.
“It feels so good,” I panted, my entire body humming with want. “More. I need more.”
I was trying my best to stroke Tate’s cock and rub against Cal, but my body didn’t want to cooperate. My fingers and toes felt like they were on fire as my orgasm built in my entire body.
“This is all we can give you, sweetheart. Now come for us, like a good omega.” Cal bit my earlobe and that was it.
I was done for and completely lost to these two alphas. My release slammed into me, and I bucked against their hands, my entire body feeling as if someone had set off fireworks. The intense feeling traveled up my limbs and pooled in my core.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I didn’t care how loud I was being. It felt so good and so right. “I need a knot! Please, someone fuck me.”
“That’s it, baby. Come all over our hands. Give us that slick.” Tate had pulled back to look at his hand milking my orgasm from me.
And then their hands disappeared. I opened my mouth to protest, but then Tate grabbed his cock with his slick-covered hand and fell onto his back. His pumps were fast and hard, the cords of muscle in his neck straining.
I moved onto my back and looked between the men. Cal was doing the same as Tate, his eyes squeezed shut as he jacked himself off.
My heartbeat was out of control as my body came down from my orgasm. I wanted to touch them, but they were both in the zone.
“Let me see what you want to spill inside of me.” My voice was scratchy in the kind of way that was sexy and seductive. “Spill your seed so your omega can see.”
“Fuck, yes!” Cal was the first to go, his hips jacking up off the bed with one last thrust where he wrapped his fist around his barely inflating knot. If it were inside me, it would have fully expanded, locking us in place.
Tate groaned and went over the edge, squeezing his knot even harder than Cal was. I licked my lips, looking back and forth between their cocks.
“Just a quick taste.” I leaned toward Tate first because he seemed most likely to bolt if he processed what I was going to do.
The guest room door flew open, hitting the wall behind it so hard that I wouldn’t have been surprised if there was a hole. Alvaro stood there, panting, his nostrils flaring.
For a moment, I was scared at the look in his eyes, but then I looked down his shirtless torso to where his cock was straining behind his jeans.
“What have you done?” He stalked forward in a way that had me crossing my legs and squeezing my thighs together.
“Alvaro, we-” Tate sat up, shoving his wet cock back into his boxers.
Alvaro went to the end of the bed, his stare burning down my exposed stomach to my mound. I shivered under his gaze that wasn’t so much of a glare as a smolder.
“Spread your legs and let me see what you’ve done.” His command was just shy of an alpha bark, and it made my skin break out in goosebumps.
“Yes, Alpha.” I wiggled free of the shorts and took a deep breath of courage. Their scents were thick in the air, mingling with mine in a heady mixture.
I’d never felt more powerful than when I put both feet flat on the bed and spread my legs. My legs trembled and my cheeks heated hearing the growl that came from Alvaro.
I was propped on my forearms and saw the second he lost the constraint he’d been having. He practically pounced onto the bed, making me squeal and Cal and Tate curse.
His head was between my legs and his tongue ran up and down the length of me before the other two could try to stop him. That was perfectly fine by me.
I fell back onto the pillow as Alvaro growled into my pussy, his stubble rubbing me in all the right places and his tongue lapping up the slick left behind by his pack mates.
Just when my extremities were starting to tingle, Alvaro lifted his head and looked at me with hooded eyes. “You don’t come until I-”
The doorbell rang, and he froze.