Chapter 38
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Sage
They like it? They’re practically climbing over each other in their hurry to get through the door, and I giggle when Brooks gets stuck. He shoves through with a grunt, the last to enter, and my omega settles happily.
My pack.
My nest.
Just as it should be.
Riley steps tentatively over to me, careful not to nudge any of the blankets or pillows, and I giggle again.
“You can touch things, it’s okay,” I say.
Riley flops onto his back beside me and looks up at the twinkle lights through the sheer fabric draping the ceiling.
“This is the coolest room I’ve ever seen,” they say. “Even better than I imagined it, and I was there when we got all this!”
I bite my lip, a massive smile trying to break out at his approval. I glance over at Vee and Brooks, and they’re taking in the room with wide eyes.
“You did all this by yourself?” Brooks says.
“It wasn’t that hard,” I say.
He grunts in reply, then his warm eyes turn to me.
“It’s stunning. Not quite as stunning as you, but this room…” he trails off, looking around again. “Wow, Sage.”
“You can say that again,” Riley mumbles.
“I’m so proud of you, Sweetling,” Vee says, sitting behind me and tucking herself up against my back.
I lean into her, and she scent marks my cheek.
“It’s a perfect nest,” she says.
I don’t think I could be happier if I tried. Every single tiny particle of me is satisfied. I’m warm and bubbly, proud and excited.
“Literally perfect,” Riley says. “This is seriously so cool. Can you redo my room for me?”
I turn to him, my heart thumping an unsteady beat. “Seriously?”
He drags his gaze from my trinket shelf to meet my eyes. “Yeah. Seriously. This is awesome.”
“I… Sure. Yeah, I’d love to,” I say.
My omega patters happily in my chest, and everyone turns to stare at me in surprise. It takes me a moment to catch up, and then I realize… I’m purring.
I’ve literally never done that in my life, but before I can fully get a grasp on what’s happening, my purr stutters out.
The silence only lasts a split second, and in that split second, both Vee’s and Brooks’ purrs roar to life. Brooks surges toward us, pressing his chest to mine as Vee leans into my back. My purr comes back tenfold, not nearly enough to rival theirs, but still, it’s there.
Riley somehow grins and pouts at the same time.
“No fair, I don’t have a purr,” they say. Then he rolls his tongue in an incredibly loud “rrrrr” that kind-of-almost sounds like a purr, but mostly sounds like a sad motor trying to rev.
“Gah,” he says, cutting it off.
“It’s okay.” I pull him into my arms and sandwich him between the three of us. “You can just enjoy it.”
He grins, then pulls me into a kiss.
Scents bloom around me, and I perfume so heavily I can hardly breathe through it.
“You’re killing me, Sage,” Riley groans against my lips. “So fucking good. Can I touch you?”
“Yes,” I gasp, and the alphas readjust to give us enough room to move between them.
Riley trails their hands up my sides to cup my breasts and I arch my back against Vee behind me.
“That’s a good girl,” she croons in my ear, and slick floods between my legs.
Brooks’ hand is on the back of Riley’s neck, and I want his other one on me. I reach for him, and he runs a big, warm palm up my bare calf.
Riley sucks a mark into my neck and I gasp. I’ve never felt this good before. Having all three of them around me, touching me, not demanding or wanting anything in return other than to make me feel good.
I didn’t know it could be like this.
“More,” I whine, attempting to drag Riley’s fingers lower.
“Use your words, Petal. What do you want?”
Riley plucks at my nipple, and I squirm in Neveah’s hold.
“You want my fingers in your pussy?” Riley says, and I nearly faint at the desire that pounds through me.
“Yes, that. Your fingers, please.”
Riley and Brooks scoot back, then Brooks’ hands are on my hips.
“Can I take these off, Petal?”
I lift my hips, attempting to nod, but Vee has captured my mouth. She pulls back scant millimeters, her grip on my neck not letting me move any further away.
“Is that a yes, sweet thing?”
“Yes, off!”
Brooks rolls the shorts down my legs, and my panties disappear with them.
Then Riley’s nimble fingers are tracing patterns on my lower stomach, my hip bones, my thighs.
Brooks’ hands have moved back to my calf, and I spread my legs as much as I can between them.
I have no idea where this wanton side of me came from, but she is desperately needy.
“Such a pretty pussy,” Riley murmurs, breath ghosting across my slick inner thighs.
“Riley. Riley,” I pant, unable to catch my breath between Vee’s sinful kisses and the others’ sinful fingers.
“I’ve got you, Sage,” Riley says.
Then his fingers are sliding across me, exploring and teasing. Brooks groans and Vee rumbles in approval when more slick pours from me.
“Taste her, Sour Patch,” Vee says.
“You want my tongue, Sage? Can I taste you?”
My eyes widen as I stare at Riley. He wants to put his mouth on me?
“I’m about to start drooling over here if I have to keep looking at this gorgeous pussy without tasting it. Please?” he says.
“He begs so beautifully, Sage,” Vee purrs in my ear. “You can make him wait if you want to.”
I don’t want to, though. I’m already dizzy with desire, more pleasure and feeling than I’ve ever experienced before, and it’s clear by their expression that Riley really does want to do this.
If I let myself think about what’s happening, it’ll overwhelm me.
So I shut my brain off and sink into the safety of my pack.
“Okay,” I say.
“Not good enough, Petal.” Brooks gives me a stern look.
“Yes, please taste m—”
My words cut off on a gasp as Riley dives in. Their tongue delves into me, dipping between my folds and swiping straight up to gather as much slick as he can. He groans, and the vibrations go straight to my clit.
I buck up into him, and Brooks chuckles, then adjusts his position so he can help hold me in place for Riley to feast. My brain completely shuts off as Riley licks and sucks every inch of me, driving his tongue inside me as far as he can, and then withdrawing it to swirl around my clit.
I have no thoughts. No worries. Nothing but their combined scents filling me up, and their fingers and lips on me, and Riley’s devious tongue.
“Let me taste.” Vee’s voice is low and husky, demanding as she presses into me to lean forward toward Riley.
Riley pops off my clit and I jerk in their hold. Then they rise up on their knees, and Vee’s hand leaves my breast to grasp Riley’s neck as she pulls them into a kiss.
I stare as Vee devours Riley’s mouth like he was doing to me moments ago, and somehow, my body produces even more slick in response.
“She likes that,” Brooks rumbles. “Watching you two.”
His fingers trace swirls from my ankle up to my hip, skittering goosebumps across my body. I want to look at him, but I can’t tear my eyes away from how hot it is to see Vee and Riley making out inches from me. When she pushes them away, she whispers in Riley’s ear.
“Get back down there, then give Brooks a taste too,” she says. It’s loud enough for me to hear, but probably not Brooks.
I whimper when Riley does as he’s told, licking me again and sending my head spinning, then pulling away to turn toward Brooks.
“Do you want a taste, too?” they ask, breathless.
Brooks’ eyes flare and his pupils blow wide, but he only hesitates for a split second before yanking Riley into him. Their lips crash together, and Brooks groans long and low. I’m pretty sure it would only take a stiff breeze to set me off at this point.
When they break apart, three sets of heated eyes land back on me.
Vee cups one breast, then brings her lips down to the other, sucking my nipple into her mouth and teasing it with her teeth. I don’t know if I should arch into her, or arch my hips back in Riley’s direction. My body tries to do both, and I end up writhing between them.
“So pretty,” Brooks murmurs. “Our perfect omega. Give her what she needs, Ri.”
Riley eagerly dives back down, and it takes all of three seconds for me to come apart on his tongue.
The orgasm sweeps over me and my entire body pulses with it.
I might have screamed, definitely moaned, maybe babbled some nonsense, I have no idea.
All I know is the stars bursting in front of my eyes.
Eucalyptus and patchouli and bright, fresh lemon sending me careening into bliss.
When I fall limp in their holds, it’s to feel soothing hands running over my skin, and a rumbling purr at my back.
“That was…” I trail off, my cheeks heating when I hear how hoarse my voice is.
Then I notice that everyone else is mostly dressed still, and prickly embarrassment creeps up my spine. I move my arms to cover myself, but Brooks catches me, lying down next to me and pulling me into his arms.
“No, Sage. Don’t hide from us. That was beautiful, you’re beautiful. Everything we want, and you did so good. Came for us perfectly.”
“But,” I whisper into his chest, fingers trailing through the soft hair. “What about all of you?”
“We didn’t come in here for that,” he says.
Riley lays down behind me and tugs a blanket over us, then Vee’s arm stretches across him to stroke my side, holding us all together.
“What he said,” Riley says. “That was the best moment of my life, and now I just want to lay in this incredible nest and snuggle.”
“If that’s okay with you,” Vee tacks on.
My eyes dart between the three of them. Riley already has their eyes closed, but Vee and Brooks look dead serious. Happy, content, but serious.
“Yeah, okay,” I whisper, letting their purrs relax me into the mattress.