Chapter 9
CHAPTER NINE
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LIAM
Fuck that felt good. I hadn’t had a dream like this in forever. But considering we were fucking day and night, the dream wasn’t exactly unexpected.
Gentle, wet heat enveloped my cock. And a small sound.
My eyes flew open.
This wasn’t a dream.
Eva was between my legs, doing her best to suck me off even though I barely fit in her mouth. Outside the windows it was pitch black, city lights glittering, and the others were asleep.
I reached down and wove my fingers through her hair. “What are you doing, honey?”
The softest giggle reached my ears, but she didn’t stop, her tongue working beneath the head of my cock like she knew it was the surest way to get me off. And it was. If she kept doing that, I was going to cover her with my orgasm in less than a minute.
That wouldn’t do.
I sat up and reached for her. The pout on her face was adorable. “Don’t make me stop.”
“I’m not. I’m just making both of us more… comfortable.” She gasped as I lifted her and turned her, letting her mouth stay where she wanted to be while settling her perfect pussy directly over my face. “There.”
She swirled her tongue around the tip again, taking as much of me as she could. I had a short dick, but it was thick as hell, and I loved feeling her mouth stretch in order to get anywhere close.
Having the source of her perfume so close made my mouth water and my cock harder than it already was. Pulling her down onto my mouth was as close as I would ever experience to heaven, I was sure.
Was there rose-flavored coffee? We would need to find some, otherwise I didn’t know if I’d be able to start my day without tasting her.
She was smooth as silk against my tongue, hips moving in their own rhythm, fucking herself on my tongue. I chuckled before devouring her. Eva’s body went limp, and she wasn’t even pretending to suck me off now. Fine by me. We’d take care of that later.
I curled my tongue around her clit before sucking it into my mouth and creating a rhythm she could fall into.
It had only been a couple of days, but I already knew what she liked, what she loved, and the ways I could drive her crazy.
There was a hell of a lot more to learn, and I would be the best damn student in the world.
After she came on my face.
Eva panted, rocking against my mouth, trying to keep quiet so the others wouldn’t wake. It seemed like she didn’t like being loud while being fucked. But it also didn’t feel like a preference. It felt like a habit. One I was sure we could help her with.
I scraped my teeth over her clit and sucked hard.
She moaned, and I swallowed the gush of wetness that accompanied her orgasm. My cock was already weeping in solidarity. If it were practical, I’d live with my mouth between my Omega’s legs. All of our careers might have something to say about that, though.
She’d practically liquefied on top of me, breathing hard. I licked her slowly, savoring the feeling of her squirm, before I lifted her off me and brought us to the edge of the bed. “On your knees, Omega.”
No hesitation. Just bright eyes in the darkness and a flash of tongue as she licked her lips.
“How much do you think you can take?”
“I don’t know.”
I smirked. “You want to try?”
“Mhmm.”
“You might gag.”
The burst of arousing scent took me by surprise. So she didn’t hate that idea. Interesting. One thing was sure: the polished Eva May Williams was anything but in private. She liked mess. She liked raw. She liked letting our instincts take over, no matter if they made sense outside of these walls.
Sinking my fingers into her hair, I gripped it, guiding her exactly where I wanted her. “Open.”
I pushed my cock into her mouth, watching it stretch her. The sight along with the heat and the scrape of her tongue was almost enough to send me over. Not yet. Fuck, I needed her like this with some bright red lipstick so I could make a mess of us both.
“That’s it,” I praised her as I rolled my hips, pushing deeper. “You’re doing so well even though my cock is too thick for you. But we’re going to try to make it fit anyway, aren’t we?”
She nodded with delicious enthusiasm, eyes closing as I tightened my fingers and angled her head where I wanted it while I pushed even deeper. She gagged around me, body trying to push me back. I didn’t allow it, holding myself deep before letting her breathe.
“You okay?”
I barely saw her nod, too busy looking at her swollen lips and the saliva still connecting them to my cock. More.
This time she was ready, allowing me as far as she could.
Her face and body softened, surrendering to it.
I would never get my cock all the way down her throat, but I didn’t care.
I could feel the back of her mouth, and the fact that she took so much of me—trusted me to take control of it and take my own pleasure—was more than enough.
“Take a big breath,” I ordered when I pulled back again. I was holding on by a thread. She obeyed, and then I fucked her mouth. Eva gagged on my cock and didn’t flinch. Her eyes overflowed with tears, and the mess I made of her mouth dripped down my balls.
There. The thread of pleasure I knew I couldn’t stop rose up, catching me and carrying me toward my orgasm.
“Almost there,” I growled, holding her head still. Quick, hard thrusts, and perfect heat exploded through me. I shouted, unable to keep it quiet, cum filling her mouth too quickly for her to swallow.
I smirked down at her. Perfect. She didn’t want to swallow all of it. My Omega liked being painted with us. She was wrecked, and all the more beautiful for it. I pulled back and let cum splash across her tits. Gorgeous.
Her chest heaved, catching breath, and it made the sight of her covered in me that much better.
I grabbed her and tipped us back into the nest. She was across my chest and I felt her heart pounding. “You did so good.”
“You taste good,” she murmured. “I feel weird that I crave it.”
“Don’t. First, because I’m right there with you, and second, because that’s really fucking hot.”
“Still,” she said. “It’s not like I can just tell people that.”
A laugh came from elsewhere in the makeshift nest. “Long list of people you’re ready to tell about our cocks, princess?”
I felt her flush. “No. Not really. I mean, I won’t tell every dirty detail, even to my sister. And be warned, she’ll probably tease us mercilessly. It’s her love language.” She froze as soon as the words were out of her mouth and winced.
“You have a twin, right?” Jack asked.
“Yeah. And as happy as I am, I feel a little guilty.”
Tyler pushed up from where he was to look over. “Why?”
“Esme’s lonely. And my career makes things so much harder for her already.
It doesn’t seem fair that I get this too.
Not that I’m not happy,” she said quickly.
“I just hate seeing her sad. Especially when it’s my fault half the time.
People approach her thinking she’s going to be just like me.
” She sighed and wrapped her arms around my neck.
“And she deserves to be happy, after everything.”
I locked eyes with Tyler. Even in the darkness of the room, I saw his eyebrows rise.
Dylan asked what we were all wondering. “What does everything mean?”
Eva stiffened against me. She didn’t speak right away, and her scent shifted as she thought. It turned bitter before softening again. Her voice shook a little when she spoke. “Our dad died a year ago.”
I began to purr and tightened my hold on her. The others reached out, touching her where they could.
“I’m sorry, princess,” Jack whispered.
“Yeah.” She cleared her throat. “It was— it hasn’t been easy.
But Esme has had it worse. She and my dad were really close.
I’ve always been closer to my mom. I do miss him, and it hurts, but it felt like she completely disappeared the day he died and hasn’t really come back. That on top of everything else…”
I lifted her higher so I could kiss her. “She’ll be okay. Especially with you looking after her.”
“I hope so.”
Eva inhaled, eyes going wide. Perfume surged outward in a wave. The heat roaring back to life. The orgasm on my tongue only held her back so long, and she needed a knot. Tyler was staring at her ass, and I agreed. It was definitely time. “Eva, go sit on Jack’s cock. Tyler? Get the lube.”