Chapter 22
Madi
Ican’t help the surge of fear that bolts through me in the sudden darkness. It taints my scent, turning it bitter.
“Everything’s alright, sweetheart,” Zachary reassures me.
“I’m going to go get some candles. Let’s all go into the living room and bring your wine glasses. We still have half a bottle left,” Alric says. “No one opens the fridge. We won’t know how long the power will be out.”
A warm hand slips into mine. Zachary’s caramel apple scent gives me instant relief, sweetening mine as he leads me into the living room. There’s not much else to do with no power, besides talking and having sex.
I imagine us all fucking by candlelight. Of course, that thought doesn’t go unnoticed. Zach leans down to brush his lips against my ear. “Whatever you’re thinking, I’m in.” I pull him against me and find his lips in the dark, our tongues meeting in the middle for a passionate kiss.
We break apart when Alric arrives and we help him light the candles he’s collected to illuminate the space. All of their handsome features flicker by the golden light. With all three of them here, no matter the storm that rages outside, I feel overwhelmed with safety.
It’s a new sensation.
We all sit around the coffee table. “I think it’s time for a game of truth or dare,” Hunter says mischievously.
Zachary laughs. “We haven’t played that since college.”
“I like that idea,” I say flirtatiously, so they know exactly how I want this night to end.
“Hunter. Truth or dare?” Alric asks.
“Dare!”
We all laugh at his eagerness.
“I dare you to kiss Madeline.”
Hunter puts up his hands. “Hey, this is supposed to be challenging, but I’ll take it.” I get on my knees and lean over the coffee table. He does the same and we kiss. It’s slow and greedy and we overexaggerate the motions for the sake of entertainment.
When we pull apart, he whispers against my lips, “Truth or dare, babycakes?”
I think about it for a moment, but I’m not willing to give up my secrets just yet. “Dare,” I say sinfully, already knowing this game is going to end with me naked first.
“I dare you to take off your top.” He says the end with a pop, and I never back down from a challenge.
I stand, slowly and dramatically, taking off my shirt as if stripping to silent music.
I roll my hips, spinning it around above me, and flick it directly into Hunter’s face.
He cheers, holding the fabric up in jubilation.
“My turn,” I say, gazing down at Alric. “Truth or dare, handsome?”
He picks without hesitation and with all the confidence in the world. “Dare.”
“I dare you to take off your shirt. I know where I want this game to end, but I’ll be damned if I’m the only one naked until we get there.”
Alric leans forward, tugging it off above his head, the way that men do to make sure you know exactly how big their muscles are. Once his shirt is gone, he leans back against the couch, arms resting on the seat cushions, a dark trail of curls peeking up from his spread legs.
My mouth waters.
Alric turns to Zachary. “Truth or dare, friend?”
“Let’s go with truth. Y’all will have to work to see my beautiful body.”
I giggle at that and wait for Alric to pose his question.
“What did you first think of Madi when you saw her?”
My heart stops at that as I wait for Zachary’s words, but he doesn’t need time to think.
“I thought she was stunning, obviously, but she had a presence about her. This unearthly confidence that just demanded alphas be on their knees before her. I wanted to be one of those men, but I knew I wanted to be one of her friends more.”
I’m glad for the limited light. It hides the heat on my cheeks and the sadness I know my eyes hold. He’s so sweet.
I don’t want to hurt any of them.
My change in mood taints the room and Hunter is quick to select truth. Zachary asks, “Did you buy any of your followers? ’Cause there are a lot of them, and I gotta tell you, buddy, you’re not that entertaining.” He winks at me with a secretive smile.
Hunter barks a laugh. “Not a damn one. Don’t be jealous that the guys wanna be me and the ladies wanna date me.”
“We’ll try to resist that urge,” Alric says dryly.
That earns a small laugh from me. I appreciate their swiftness to bring humor back into the game, so I choose truth this time. Intrigued to see what he’ll ask.
“How do you want this night to end?” Hunter says, a Cheshire cat grin gracing his pretty face.
I know I can always drink some of my wine to get out of the question, but I want to make it crystal clear. I need to be well fucked tonight.
I pretend to bring my wine to my lips and all of their shoulders sink. It makes me burst out laughing. “I think you all know how I want this evening to end. All of us naked, sweaty, and wrung out. I mean, it’s every omega’s dream to have a candlelit orgy on a private island during a storm.”
“Is it now?” Zachary asks, amused.
“I mean, if it’s not, it really should be.”
He holds up his glass to me and we clink our glasses together.
We play a few more rounds of silly questions and dares until I get them all in their underwear. Finally, Zachary turns to Hunter. “Truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
Zachary licks his lips, “I dare you to give our omega here her first orgasm of the night.”
I perk up at that. Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about.
Hunter crooks his finger towards me with a devilish grin, and I stand before him, anticipation flowing through me. He pulls down my lacy underwear, leaving me in my bra.
I unhook it, throwing it to Alric, who catches it with one hand and a sly smile.
Hunter has me lie down in front of him on the table, my ass at the edge, and slowly opens my legs. His pupils widen, blackness almost taking over his irises. A feral alpha desperate to let loose.
He wraps his arms around my thighs to hold me in place. My slick drips down onto the glass table, excited for what he’s about to do. My needy scent fills the room, letting them know exactly how desperate I am for them.
Alric and Zachary move closer, taking up spots next to Hunter so they can see every inch of me, each pushing one leg open, stretching me for their viewing pleasure.
Hunter uses both hands to spread me. “Look at that, gentlemen, the perfect pussy.”
They all agree. I blush at that; the excitement and anticipation at being so exposed like this has more slick flowing down.
Hunter trails his thumb up and down, moving my slick around, toying with me, mischievously gliding over my clit, but never applying any pressure.
He lifts one hand to run two fingers down my center before inserting them, pumping so fucking slowly.
“Before anything happens, we need to make sure you’re ready for us. ”
Two more hands join Hunter’s and I moan. Someone is playing with my asshole, swirling around the slick that has dripped down to it. Another hand is circling my clit, while Hunter keeps fucking me with fingers, taking his time. I could come right now from their teasing touches.
Hunter leans down to kiss my core before his tongue is on me. His licks are careful and sensual. He takes his time, knowing exactly how wild that will drive me. He enjoys me like an ice cream cone, savoring each drop, two fingers deep inside me.
Someone’s fingers are thrusting in my ass, another hand spreads me wider for Hunter. His mouth is as playful as he is.
“Hunt, please!”
“I don’t think that’s the magic word, sweetheart,” Zachary says in a seductive tone.
Magic word? What is there besides please?
Oh.
“Please, alpha! Let me come.”
Hunter growls before giving that spot all of his attention. My hips buck when he sucks it into his mouth before swirling around the sensitive skin. My orgasm builds quickly, his tongue knowing exactly what I like after a year of his feasting. I shatter, lost in the euphoria of his lips.
Hunter kisses the inside of my thighs over and over again with reverent lips. “Truth or dare, omega?”
My breaths slowly return to normal. “Dare.”
“I dare you to give Zachary the best blowjob of his whole damn life, while Alric fucks this pussy I just made so wet for him.”
Please, please, please.
“Yes, alpha.”
“You will need some lube for that.” Hunter licks up my release then leans over me, wiggling his eyebrows. I eagerly open my lips, and he drips my slick onto my tongue.
I sit up, holding it in my mouth, the taste of myself turning me on even more. Zachary scrambles to remove his briefs and takes his seat in front of me, pumping his hard cock in his hand, eyes wild. His caramel apple scent has me desperate for a taste.
My sweet nerd. I’m going to make this so good for him. I kneel before my alpha, slowly opening my mouth to let my essence dribble down his length. He stares at me with dark eyes, his thumb brushing my cheek.
“What a gift you are, omega.”
He’s a present, too, one I want to show my appreciation for. I lick him from bottom to top, his hips pushing off the couch when I grasp his glistening shaft with my hand and swirl my tongue around the tip of his cock.
“Hunter, you fuck her. You earned it eating her out so well,” Alric says.
“Well, isn’t it my lucky day!”
Before I can ask why, Hunter comes up behind me, sliding his thick cock up and down the cunt he made so wet before pumping into me in long, leisurely strokes.
I moan, the vibrations causing Zachary to do the same. Hunter fucks me and the motion has me taking Zachary deeper into my mouth at the same time. His hand tangles in my hair, his tight grip guiding me exactly how he wants me.
I take my time with him, pumping and sucking, licking and kissing. Enjoying every second with him in my mouth, making him feel as good as he makes me feel. He watches me with awe when I look up through my lashes as I lick him from the base to the tip.
“Omega,” he groans out, tightening his grip on me.
We all fuck in unison, and the slapping sounds of it all is a carnal harmony. I love this, the stuffed sensation of being taken at both ends, but something is missing.
Where’s Alric?