Chapter 15
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RUBY
Archer lets out a soft groan as I run the washcloth across his stomach, but doesn’t open his eyes. Which isn’t surprising, given he was conked out while Beau rolled him off of me so I wasn’t crushed by both their weight.
“Sorry I’m not helping,” Beau whispers over Archer’s shoulder with an apologetic frown.
“Psh, you are helping. You’ve got that knot he was begging for exactly where he needs it.”
Beau’s cheeks burnish at my mention of his knot.
“You did a good job, alpha.” I touch his arm and give it a squeeze.
He lets out a tiny scoff. “My job is easy.”
I chuckle. “Tell me that again on day four, when your dick is raw, but he’s begging for your knot again.”
His beautiful blue eyes widen. “Shit. I didn’t think about that…
I always had three other alphas there.” Beau groans, and Archer grumbles in his sleep, so he lowers his rising voice and presses a kiss to the omega’s shoulder.
“Fuck, what will I do if both of you go into heat?” he asks in a panicked whisper.
“I’m not going into heat.” I do my best not to laugh at his terror at the prospect, but it’s kind of adorable. “Mine are very predictable. It’ll be a couple of months.”
“But…what if…”
My brow scrunches. “What if what?”
Beau shakes his head. “Nevermind. Cool, that’s good to know you’ll be with me.”
“Hell yeah, I will be.” I finish cleaning Archer up as best I can, and dig around in the bag my friend dropped off until I find what I’m looking for. I hold the strap-on harness up for Beau to see and grin. “Teamwork makes the dreamwork.”
He snorts at my goofiness, but it’s not in the derisive way that most alphas would.
Most alphas wouldn’t be willing to entertain the idea of not being the one to provide all the knotting during a heat, but Beau takes it in stride.
Another green flag for the most green flag alpha I’ve met in my life.
I dig through the duffel a little more and pull out another toy.
Beau squints at the unassuming object. “I’ve never seen that before. Is that a cock ring?” He flushes at the reminder that he’s seen all my tricks before.
That makes me smile. If he were any other alpha, I might be a little icked out, but I enjoy thinking about Beau watching my content. I want to watch it with him and make him squirm as I ask him which parts he likes most.
“Nope. It’s new. I tried one out for my most recent video. It actually came out tonight, but I’ll give you an in-person demonstration because I like you.” I wink rolling the soft silicone ring around in my palm. “You can help me put it in once you’re not stuck.”
“Put it in?” His voice is raspy with lust, and Archer lets out a soft moan.
“Careful, don’t get too excited or you’ll have our omega waking up before he’s had a chance to rest.”
“You’re the one teasing me about mystery sex toys,” he grumbles.
I grin at him, loving how he reacts to me. A warm feeling spreads in my chest, a sensation that I shouldn’t be feeling for him yet.
Scent matches make you crave the other person, but they don’t make you feel…affection. At least not the kind that reminds you of a close friend you’ve known for ages, who gets all your jokes and sees your flaws and likes you anyway, and you can trust them to be there for you no matter what.
“It’s a synthetic lock,” I say as matter-of-factly as possible so I stop thinking about the warm fuzzies. “I put it inside me and there’s a little remote control that lets me activate it and clamp down like an alpha would.”
“Oh.” Beau’s throat works and Archer squirms, his eyelashes fluttering. “Fuck.” He inhales deeply, trying to calm himself.
“I figure we’ll break it out and use it in combination with your knot if we get desperate for some rest, because that’s sure to knock him out for a while.”
“Right.” Another deep, stabilizing breath. “Makes sense.”
“I’m going to go find where he keeps the clean bedding. Try to keep things calm while I’m gone,” I tease.
He sighs as if it’s an impossible task. “I’ll try.”
“Ruby, please…” Archer’s eyes shine with unshed tears as I tease him with the head of the dildo, his head tipped back onto Beau’s shoulder as he rests against the alpha’s chest.
“Please what, sweet omega?” I let out a soft gasp as Beau uses the small remote I gave him to increase the vibrations of the end of the toy that’s securely pressed to my clit.
Archer flushes, the pink color spreading down his neck and chest, which Beau strokes with his massive hands, keeping our omega right where we want him. “Please fuck me.”
I smile and lean in to kiss him, the remnants of Beau’s custard and burnt sugar taste on his tongue. Fuck, they taste so good together. “Good boy.”
We both moan as I sink inside him, the girthy toy going in with ease now that Beau’s cock has already stretched him a few times.
“Fuck,” the alpha curses, staring down at where I’m entering Archer. “God, you both are so perfect.”
That warm, fluttery feeling is back at his praise. “You hear that, sweetheart? Your alpha thinks you’re perfect when you beg for your omega to fuck you.”
Archer whines, his cock leaking so much pre-cum and slick that it’s pooling at the base. The sound goes directly to my clit, and I wish I had something filling me up too.
Next time I’ll have Beau fuck me while I’m inside Archer.
Maybe that’s a little selfish, using his dick when Archer needs it for his heat, but I don’t think either of them will mind.
I get the impression that they’d both do anything I asked of them, and my inner omega, the part of me that always craves devotion and adoration, fucking loves it.
When Archer lets out a stream of moans and soft pleas, Beau takes pity on him, wrapping a hand around the omega’s straining cock and pumping him in time with my thrusts.
This is one of my favorite things in the world.
Having an omega come undone because I’m fucking them.
Seeing how pretty they look lost in the throes of pleasure, telling them how special and lovely they are, appreciating them for the gift they are.
And now that I’m with my scent-matched omega, there are no words for the joy I feel.
It’s like everything before now was practice so I could be the partner Archer needs.
Someone who knows how to take care of him and cherish him the way he deserves.
I didn’t expect there’d be a giant alpha by my side while I was doing the cherishing, and the Ruby of earlier today who didn’t believe an alpha like Beau exists would be loath to admit it, but him being here makes it all the better.
Especially with how entranced Beau is by me pegging the life out of our sweet omega.
I find an angle that makes Archer gasp and nod, eyes hooded with pleasure as I thrust inside him.
“Such a good omega,” Beau says softly. Tentatively. I don’t think he’s experienced with being vocal during sex, but he’s doing a great job adapting to our needs.
He’s rewarded with a loud moan from Archer, who exposes the long column of his throat to him. Beau groans and sucks at it, but there’s not even a flicker of worry in me he’ll take things too far and sink his teeth into Archer. He cares far too much to let alpha urges ruin this.
My orgasm takes me by surprise as I think about just how good an alpha Beau is.
How I convinced myself that I’d never find an alpha who would want me as I am, yet here he is, better than anything I could’ve imagined.
Tears well in my eyes as I bring Archer along with me, sinking the knot of the dildo inside him and watching as he spills all over Beau’s fist.
“Beautiful,” Beau rasps, kissing Archer’s throat again, then locking eyes with me.
The intensity I find behind his gaze takes my breath away.
I know I’m beautiful. I don’t need an alpha to confirm that for me. But that doesn’t stop how the word feels like a balm to the fissures in my heart from years of being told I’d never be wanted or loved if I was too loud, too bold, too fat, too alternative, too much.
I kiss him, hard and desperate, and Beau sighs against my lips like he needed this as much as I do. Archer whines a little from me crushing him between us, and I giggle, pulling back to kiss him in apology.
He smiles at me, a little cum-drunk. “So, so beautiful.” He turns as best he can to look at Beau. “You too. So beautiful.”
Beau snorts. “Thanks.”
“Mmm, you both are so sexy, it’s not fair.” Archer’s voice has a hint of whine and his dick is already perking up again.
I meet Beau’s eyes, where his exhaustion is starting to show. I’m sure I’m not much better, given that we’re on day three with no sign of the heat easing. We’re all covered in cum and slick, despite our best efforts to keep our omega fed and clean in the brief periods he’s sated.
“Alright, it’s time.” I was holding off from using the sleeve because I have a feeling once Archer experiences it, that’s all he’s going to want, and even my slick-soaked pussy can only take so much when I’m not in heat.
Beau nods. “Yeah, I think so.”
Archer cocks a brow. “Time for what?”
“A special treat for our very good, beautiful omega,” I murmur, kissing him again before drawing away to grab the lock sleeve. When I spread my legs to put it in, he crawls across the nest, ready to bury his face between my thighs again, but I nuzzle him away. “Patience, sweetheart.”
He whines and Beau comes up behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist and kissing him breathless as I get the toy situated. Archer is going to pass out when he comes, so I roll over onto my side and smile back at him.
He positions himself behind me, hooking my leg over his arm and sliding in with one slow thrust that has us both groaning. He moves inside me lazily, eventually letting go of my leg to palm my breasts, murmuring about how much he loves my body.
Beau watches for a bit, then joins, spooning Archer, who moans his appreciation when the alpha enters him.
It’s slow and sweet and so perfect, I almost don’t want it to end. But we all need some rest, so when Archer’s movements grow more frantic as he rocks inside me and back onto Beau’s cock, I know it’s almost time.
“Are you ready for it?” I gasp as he plays with my clit, already an expert in making me feel good after a few days of fucking.
“Yes, yes, please knot me,” Archer begs.
Beau pushes deeper, and the moment I feel Archer tense, I use the remote to engage the toy.
Archer lets out a shocked cry as I lock down around him. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, that’s…fuuuck.” His warm release fills me as Beau and I keep him locked in place between us. It only takes a few more circles of my clit before I’m coming too, pleasure and euphoric satisfaction pulsing through me.
I barely register Archer drifting off because I’m falling asleep too. But not before I hear Beau’s awe-filled whisper.
“Can’t believe you’re both real, and you’re mine.”