12. Scented
Scented
Santi
She was our scentmatch. I knew it the second the omega set foot in our home. It was everything I could do not to claim her right then and there, but when she left, I spun on my heel and looked at my men.
"She's ours."
"She is," Grayson agreed, slinging an arm around Jude. "Oren, you called it."
Oren grinned. "I know! And come to my nest, she laid there for a while. It smells like her."
Sure enough, his nest was a beautiful mix of ginger and fig with Oren's own delectable black currant and jasmine, all jumbled into the perfect mix. I inhaled deeply before turning to Oren. Sinking my hands into his thick hair, I pulled him toward me and ravished his mouth.
"We have to get her away from them," Grayson murmured, coming up behind Oren and tracing his long fingers over the omega's back. "Imagine both our omegas in this nest? Ready to be loved and pleasured."
"Fuuuck," Jude groaned from behind us. He was already naked, cock in hand, his eyes blown out with lust as he watched the three of us.
"I need you too, Jude," Oren said, reaching for his beta.
Jude stepped forward, just close enough that Oren could wrap a hand around his bejeweled dick.
The man had a penchant for piercings, but since he couldn't pierce his face because of his job, he'd taken it out on his genitals.
There were several bars through his dick and a ring at the base.
It looked fancy, but I knew from experience the steel could chip a tooth if you weren't careful.
"You want us to have you right now?" Grayson murmured in Oren's ear. "Want us to take you and drown you in her scent?"
"Yes," Oren gasped, arching his back and letting me run my hands under his shirt, peeling it over his head. His chest was splotchy red, a sure sign he was turned on.
My hand ventured lower, delving inside his pants and gripping his fat cock. As an omega, he wasn't long or endowed with a knot, but he more than made up for it in girth. The man was packing.
"Feels so good, Alpha," he groaned, his hips thrusting into my hand, precum already seeping from his tip. "More, please."
"We'll give you more," Grayson growled. He suddenly yanked Oren's pants down and the omega obediently stepped out of them when ordered to. He stood between us in his naked glory, tight buttocks inviting my hands.
I dug my fingers into those taut glutes and pulled his pelvis against me, grinding my erection against his with only the fabric of my pants and shorts separating us.
Oren dropped to his knees and undid my pants, making quick work of my belt and pulling my pants and underwear down at the same time.
My cock sprang free, smacking him in the face, but my omega didn't hesitate.
He opened his mouth and sucked me down, swallowing my length right down his pretty throat.
"Just like that," I groaned, pleasurable zaps running down my spine. "You're going to have me cumming down your throat in no time."
"Wait for me," Grayson said. He quickly stripped out of his clothes and knelt behind Oren. "Look at this sopping wet ass. Already slicking for his alphas."
"Mmm," Oren agreed, his mouth still full of me.
"Fuck, that's hot." Jude's hand was flying over his pierced dick now as he watched Grayson press into Oren's tight hole.
"Where do you want to cum, Jude?" Grayson asked. "All over our pretty omega's face? In his ass when I'm finished with him? Or down his throat like Santi's about to do?"
Jude groaned and didn't respond, but he stepped closer. Precum dribbled from the head of his cock, showing just how close he was to exploding.
Oren braced himself with one hand on my thigh and reached out with the other to cup Jude's balls. Then he gagged around me, something he only did on purpose, since he had no gag reflex.
It worked. My balls drew up, sending torrents of hot cum down my omega's throat as he milked my cock of every drop.
Spent, I pulled my limp dick out of his mouth and Jude immediately took my place, shoving his heavy metal erection between Oren's lips.
"Careful, don't chip his teeth," I scolded.
Jude just bared his teeth at me and started pumping into the omega's soft mouth.
Oren's green eyes rolled up to look at Jude with the adoration only an omega could show.
"Gag," Jude ordered. When Oren complied, he groaned and came, pulling out halfway through to send the last few spurts onto Oren's chest.
Now that we were both finished, Grayson pressed Oren down on his hands and knees so he could grab the omega's narrow hips and start really pounding into him.
Our omega loved it. He whimpered and thrust back at Grayson, whining for more. His fat cock drooled in spurts with every bump against his prostate, leaving a puddle under him. It was so hot, my cock started to rise again.
When Grayson finally pushed his knot into Oren's puffy hole, the omega sighed and lowered his head to his crossed arms on the floor. I could see Grayson's balls throbbing and Oren pulsing around the huge knot wedged in his ass.
"Now, imagine all this awesomeness with her here, too." Oren lifted his head, eyes shining. "We need that omega."