Chapter 3
Gia
It’s a slow night, I knew that. But I think this is the longest it’s taken for an Alpha to choose me. I’m not sure if I should be offended or not. To be fair, everyone could have been occupied. Most Alphas aren’t two pump chumps, so they might be with their Omegas of choice for a while.
I don’t mind laying here, waiting. The sounds of the moans and growls around me adds to my arousal.
I’m worked up, needy, and ready to go though. I’m sure there's a puddle of slick on the floor by now.
My skin feels like it’s alive, blood pumping, heart racing. I’m starting to get restless the longer I wait.
I came here to find release, to lose myself in a couple of Alphas, not to be teased by all the tempting sounds around me.
Just when I’m about to ask Emily to unhook me and get me set up with another station, I feel the brush of fingers along my spine.
I suck in a sharp gasp, my pussy clenching as goose bumps ripple along my skin.
“Look at you.” His deep husky voice has me whimpering with need. “You’re a fucking vision, Little Omega. On display like a priceless artifact. You belong in a museum.”
My nipples tighten against the length of the bench, my breathing picking up as anticipation floods me.
“Have you been waiting long, Little One?” Another voice has my heart spiking. Two men. Two Alphas.
This is what I wanted.
“N-no.” I stammer out, my breath caught in my throat.
“You smell untouched.” The first one hums in approval. “Are we the first ones to have the pleasure of being with you tonight?”
“Yes.” I moan when his fingers brush across my soaked pussy.
“Perfect.” The growling tone has me squirming in my restraints.
All talk, but no one has touched me yet. If they don’t do something soon, I might have to resort to begging. I’ve never had to beg for an Alpha to touch me.
This is a bizarre night that's for sure.
“You smell fucking amazing. So wet, so needy.” Two hands grasp my ass cheeks, giving them a firm squeeze. My eyes roll back as a lust filled moan spills past my lips. “Like the most refreshing pina colada. I wonder if you taste as good as you smell.”
A moment later, I cry out when I feel the press of a hot tongue against my center.
“Shhhh,” the second one coos. “That’s a good girl. Let our Alpha have his meal. He’s starving for you, Little One.”
I don’t protest, why the fuck would I?
My hands grip the side of the bench, bursts of pleasure pulsing through my body with every lick of his tongue as he laps at my pussy like a popsicle, not wanting to waste a drop.
I try to push back, to grind against his mouth but these damn restraints.
“Relax.” The one who’s in front of me now soothes, running a hand over my head. “Let yourself go. We’ve got you.”
Something about his tone, his words, they settle over me. I relax my body, letting the first Alpha have his way with me.
The pressure builds and builds until my moans and whimpers are turning into full on begging.
“Please.” I sob, so close to my orgasm, it’s just out of reach. But every time he plays with my clit with his tongue, getting me so close to the edge, he pulls back and thrusts his tongue into my pussy. Over and over again, he drives me fucking wild. “I need to cum.”
“What do you think?” he murmurs against my pussy. “Does she deserve to cum?”
“I don’t know?” His friend says. “She did ask nicely.”
“You want your orgasm, Little Omega?”
“Yes. God yes.”
“Then be a good girl and cum all over my face and tongue." He growls, suctioning his whole mouth over my pussy. He sucks, moving his tongue wildly. The sound of his wet slurping only has me releasing more slick.
“Yes. Oh god, yes. Oh fuck fuck fuck!” I scream as my orgasm crashes into me, back arching, body twisting as blinding pleasure starts in my toes and quickly travels throughout my body, blanketing me in pure and utter bliss.
“That’s a good fucking girl,” the guy in front of me says. “You came so good for your Alpha.”
I slump against the bench, chest heaving as I come back down from my high. I smile, eyes still closed as I bask in my after glow.
But they’re not done with me yet.
A slap on my ass has me jolting, perking up and ready to go again.
“You should taste her, baby. Pure fucking heaven.” The sound of kissing above me has me whimpering. So, they’re boyfriends?
Damn it. I want to see the taste of me on his boyfriend’s lips.
Whoever these men are, I’m not disappointed they chose me for the night. Only one orgasm in, and I’m ready for another.
“Tell me, Little Omega.” The man who ate me out speaks, his hands gliding up and down my spine. “Do you like to be taken by two Alphas at the same time?”
“Yes,” I pant out, excitement rushing through me.
“Would you like it if I fuck this pretty soaked pussy while my boyfriend took that sweet mouth?”
I shiver at the visual that fills my mind. “God yes.”
The man in front of me crouches. I lift my head to look up at him, but I can’t get my head high enough to see anything past his tattooed chest. “Tell me, Little One,” he growls in my ear, making me shiver. “Can you smell how turned on we are for you?”
My head falls back on the head rest, shoulders slumping. This is the part I hate. A lot of the time when I tell an Alpha I’m on Alpha blockers and I can’t smell them, they get turned off. They don’t like the idea of them being able to smell me, but not the other way around.
I do it to protect myself. I don’t need the scents around me to keep me from being able to do my job. If I could afford blockers that mask my scent as well, I would. But I’m also not risking my body's health more than it needs to be.
Plus, I love having the Alphas here be able to smell me, to go wild for my perfume and slick. It makes me feel desired.
“No.” I reluctantly admit. “Sorry.”
There’s a pause and for a moment I think they’re going to leave when I feel the brush of something blunt against my opening.
“That’s okay,” the one behind me says. “We can smell you. And we’re infatuated.”
“But we want to be honest before we go any further,” the guy in front of me says.
Honest? About what?
“O-okay?”
There's another pause, and it drives me crazy. What is going on?
“I need you to trust us on this, because you can’t smell otherwise to see for yourself,” the one behind me says.
“Trust you?” I whisper.
“We’re your scent matches, Little One. Your Alphas.”
This time it’s my turn to pause. “W-what?”
“I know it’s a lot to take in, but we know without a doubt it’s true. We can smell you, Little One. You’re ours.”
My heart starts to race, my mind spinning. Is this for real? No. They’re fucking with me.
Maybe this is some kind of roleplay thing?
That's got to be it. They want me to play into their little game. To be their Omega for the night.
I could tell them to go away, that I’m not into it.
But honestly, it sends a thrill through me.
What would it be like to be someone's Omega? Not just one Alpha, but two.
To be shared by them, used by them, owned by them.
I’m unable to keep the moan from slipping past my lips.
“Okay,” I breathe out. Fuck it. I’m always up to try new things.
“Yeah?” The one behind me squeezes my ass again, making me whimper as another spark of pleasure hits me.
“Yes.” I groan, trying to wiggle my ass. I’ll say anything right about now if it meant they fuck me.
“Fuck.” The one in front of me curses. “You have no idea how happy we are right now, Little One. We’re gonna make you feel so good. You want that?”
“Yes,” I whine, feeling a little guilty for playing this game. They seem genuinely excited. But maybe they’re just really good actors.
“Let’s not keep our Omega waiting,” the one in front of me says. “Fuck her. Fill her with your perfect cock. Make her scream, knot her and flood her pussy with your cum.”
“Oh god,” I moan out loud, his dirty talk adding to my arousal. So fucking hot.
“I will.” The one behind me chuckles. He slaps his cock against my pussy, making me gasp.
He rubs the tip through my slick, gliding his shaft along the mess between my thighs before slapping his cock against my aching cunt again and again until I feel like I might pass out with how worked up my breathing is.
Gentle fingers tangle in my hair, lifting my head up. Opening my eyes, I find a thick, heavy tattooed dick waiting for me.
My mouth waters, my core clenches and I whimper at this perfect cock. The tip is red and angry, pre-cum flowing from the tip and down his shaft.
I open my mouth, eager to take him inside me.
He groans, grabbing the base of his cock and moving it back and forth, rubbing the tip and pre-cum all over my lips. I lap it up eagerly, whimpering as the salty liquid hits my tongue.
“That’s it, Little One. Open up wide. Take my cock like a good fucking girl.” He growls, low and deep.
I open wider, sticking my tongue out, giving him permission to take what he wants.
He slides the head of his cock into my mouth and I instantly lock my lips around it, sucking hard.
He grunts, cursing as his hips jerk forward. “Shit.” he pants out. “Feels good,” he groans. I let up on my suction, allowing him to push further into my mouth.
“How does she feel, baby?” the Alpha behind me asks.
“Good. So fucking good. Hot, so hot and tight.” He pulls back then thrusts in more. I gag a little bit, trying to accommodate his whole length, but he’s big.
“Are you ready for me, Little Omega?” the one behind me asks. “Ready to take your second cock?”
I moan around his boyfriend's cock, making the guy curse. “I think that's a yes.”
The one behind me chuckles, slapping my pussy with his cock one last time before he’s pressing the tip against my entrance. One hand grips my ass cheek roughly as the other one grabs onto my hip.
Painstakingly slow, he pushes inside me. Inch after inch of his fat cock stretching me open has me crying out around his boyfriend’s length.
“So perfect. Fucking heaven. Mine,” he growls. “My Omega. My fucking pussy.”