Chapter 29
Scotty
Holy shit.
Ryder going full daddy mode on Hunter should probably come with some kind of public safety announcement.
Hunter had stopped moving inside me, and the petty part of my brain briefly considered throwing a fit about it, because excuse me, sir, we were in the middle of something extremely important here. But the look on Ryder's face shut that thought down immediately.
My Omega took one look at him and went, " Yes, sir, absolutely, sir, whatever you say, sir."
"Answer me, Hunter," Ryder barked.
The command in his voice was all steel and dominance when he addressed Hunter, nothing like the gentle tone he'd used with me before.
Hunter's eyes darkened with something that definitely wasn't displeasure.
In fact, if the twitch of his cock inside me was any indication, he was enjoying it a little too much.
"Did I hurt you, Scotty?" Hunter ignored Ryder, his attention dropping to me like I was the only person in the room.
"Not even a little bit, Alpha," I assured him, sliding my hands into the soft hair at the back of his neck. His hair was soft, like shampoo commercial soft. I made a mental note to ask about his hair care routine later. "I loved it when you got a little feral for me."
Hunter immediately got that goofy grin I adored so much. The haze in his eyes cleared, and a purr started rumbling through his chest.
"I'm always going to be a little feral when it comes to you, Love."
Ryder sighed like a disappointed parent who had just walked in on their kids finger painting the dog.
"See what having you around has caused, Sweetheart?" he teased. "Hunter is usually a good boy and listens to me."
"I'm sorry, Ry," Hunter whined, and I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from laughing at the little pout on his lips and those ridiculous puppy dog eyes. "I'll behave."
"I know you will, Babe."
Ryder grabbed Hunter by the shoulders and pulled him back against his chest. I let out a betrayed little sob when Hunter slipped out of me, but the sound died in my throat when I saw Ryder's hand wrapped possessively around Hunter's neck.
Well… fuck.
That's hot.
Ryder looked at me over Hunter's shoulder with those light blue eyes of his and squeezed just enough to make Hunter's breath hitch. Hunter's cock twitched, the tip shining with pre cum, and I shamelessly licked my lips.
"Present for your Alphas, Omega," Ryder barked.
I've never moved so fast in my life. I was tits down, ass up on the bed in no time.
My hips wiggled in a shameless invitation.
"I think I need to remind Hunter who he belongs to," Ryder growled. Deep and possessive. "Who you both belong to."
I couldn't see what was happening behind me, but I definitely heard Hunter moan, which was promising. The bed shifted beneath me as Hunter's weight settled behind me, his muscled thighs grazing mine.
Ryder came back into view in front of me and reached out to stroke my hair before pulling me into a slow kiss.
"I'm going to fuck Hunter while he's fucking you, Scotty," he murmured against my mouth. "It'll be like I'm fucking both of you."
Fuuuccckk.
"But only if you're okay with it, Sweetheart."
I blinked at him.
"Do you even need to ask, Ryder?" I asked, hoping he could hear the sincerity in my voice. "I already told you I love it when the two of you are together. Fuck away."
The corner of his lips quirked up into that predatory grin I couldn't resist.
"You heard our girl, Hunter. Start fucking her while she gets my cock ready for your ass."
Ryder fed me his cock, thankfully, round two went a lot smoother than round one. I swallowed him down easily, moaning around him when Hunter pushed back inside me again from behind.
"Fuck," Ryder groaned softly, gripping my hair. "I love it when you suck on my cock, Scotty."
Then he looked past me at Hunter, and his voice dropped into that low Alpha growl. "Don't you dare come or knot her until you have my cock in your ass, Hunt."
I wish I could see what was happening behind me right now. The mental image alone nearly finished me off.
Ryder pulled out of my mouth with a soft pop and disappeared behind me. I couldn't see what was happening, but Hunter's hips jerked a few times, pounding harder until I was sure I was going to need help walking for the next few days.
I didn't need a play-by-play to know when Ryder slipped inside him. His whole body shuddered, and his movements changed.
It was like he was possessed, and I guess, in a way, he was.
"Oh, fuck," Hunter moaned.
I was flat against the mattress with my thighs pushed wide, Hunter draped over me while Ryder moved behind him. I could feel the brush of Ryder's hands against my hips as he grinded Hunter's hips into mine.
"Fucking fuck," he moaned. "I need to come. It feels… it's-"
He didn't finish the sentence, but judging by the way his entire body shook, I got the idea.
"Do you feel how much he wants you, Sweetheart?" Ryder asked behind him. "How much we both want you? Are you ready to take his knot?"
Hunter groaned against the back of my neck.
I moaned something that might have been a yes.
Ryder's voice had a bite to it when he spoke again. "Fuck… both of you mean the fucking world to me."
I buried my face in the bedding, screaming as Ryder drove Hunter deeper into me and when Hunter's knot finally slipped inside me, the sensation nearly knocked the breath out of my lungs.
"Come for me," Ryder barked. "Both of you."
The orgasm hit me like a freight train, bright and blinding and strong enough that I saw actual stars behind my eyelids. Hunter followed right after, his whole body collapsing against me, and Ryder caught him with an arm around his chest before he could crush me.
Ryder kept fucking Hunter until he growled out his own release.
For a while, the only sounds in the room were the three of us trying to remember how to breathe.
"I'm fucking ruined," I panted. "I never thought sex could feel this good."
Hunter rolled us onto our sides so he was curled behind me, pulling me back against his chest. His breathing was still heavy against the back of my neck.
"It's not normally like that," he murmured softly. "It's only like that when it's with someone special."
Ryder returned a minute later with a damp cloth, and my chest tightened unexpectedly when he carefully cleaned the mess between my thighs like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Ken never did small, intimate things like that.
Actually, Ken just rolled over and went to sleep.
Watching these two Alphas take care of me—cleaning me, holding me, making sure I was comfortable—felt almost more intimate than the sex itself.
They've done more to take care of me in a single night than Ken had managed in years.
Which was… a little depressing to think about.
My last thought before I drifted off to sleep was the realization that I'd fallen in love with both of them.
And that scared the absolute shit out of me.