Chapter 9 #2
Swallowing my nerves, I try to relax, fully resting back against Neven’s torso that holds me up.
He’s removed his shirt at some point, I’m not sure when, but feeling his skin against mine is divine as he pulls my shirt up over my breasts, holding it in place at my throat.
My lack of bra puts my breasts on full display, which has them muttering curses.
Making me melt into Neven more so, my nerves disappearing with each little confirmation they are as into me as I am into them.
“Does these beauties being played with turn you on, Omega?” Neven mutters and I cry as his hands touch me there. The lightest touch turns into kneading, and I wither. Reed’s fingers find my most intimate spot, using my own slick to loosen me up, trailing his finger up and down my seam.
“Reed,” I moan, trying to sink down on his fingers. He chuckles. Slowly entering a finger and I can’t lie, even with all the slick, the initial stretch is straining. Neven even pauses his movements as I slow my breaths, waiting for the pleasure in his touch to take over.
He waits too. He waits with not an ounce of impatience, and I breathe easier at the thought. It always takes me a second with my toys and I…
This is much more intense.
“You okay, darlin’?”
I hum, pleasure slamming into my body like a need so desperate to be filled.
“Words,” he commands and gosh I love the demand from him.
“Yes. Yes, please. Please. Reed.”
“Good girl.” He penetrates me with a single finger, and goddamn, this is so different. I moan as he works me. Slowly adding another finger as Neven resumes his lovely torture on my breasts and sucks on my neck.
Every daydream, every wet dream, trying to imagine what this would feel like…every single one fell so far short. This is amazing. This is life-changing.
My climax isn’t far. As Reed leans forward to put his mouth on me, to suck my clit just once, I am undone. I come. Faster and harder than I ever have.
All over Reed's face.
I hold my breath, waiting for him to remove his head from my legs, show some sign of displeasure, but he doesn’t.
He licks me. He grips my thighs and pulls me forward., one of my legs falling off the bed. Neven grips me as I find my footing on the edge of the desk chair.
“Goddamn, Esper, you taste like… like my next addiction.” His voice is strained, wrecked, and my omega preens. “Please, please give me another.”
The whine that escapes my throat could truly never be matched as my core immediately clenches again. My body is more than ready to give the man whatever he asks for. He humps my chair as he eats me out, the sight bringing me closer to the edge again.
God, this man is so hot.
“I don’t know—” I moan as Neven rocks against my ass. My hands instantly find Reed’s hair, gripping for dear life, and I can’t even find the energy to be worried about if he’s okay with it.
I needn’t have worried. The rush of another orgasm sweeps over me, the pressure and the pleasure already building. Neven’s cock is clothed but hard and huge behind me. I can’t decide between rocking into Reed’s face or back into Neven’s hard member.
The pain from earlier is long gone as I’m barreling towards another, much more satisfying orgasm than the ones I gave myself earlier.
I feel like I’m balancing on a precipice, waiting for the exaltation of leaping off.
Every time Reed opens his eyes and they meet mine, my foot falls off the cliff, edging me closer and closer to the depths of the waters below.
It crashes over me before I can draw a full breath.
I would completely fall over Reed if it wasn’t for Neven holding my entire bodyweight up.
He must go to the gym often. My senses go fuzzy.
This time Reed moans and leans back. Standing up, he reaches for me, and Neven lets me go a bit.
Reed’s lips crash against me and he completely pulls me from Neven’s arms. My shirt falls down, but his skin feels as special as Neven’s against mine.
He pulls me in his arms, kicking the desk chair away so he can just hold me as his lips claim mine. I chuckle, breaking our kiss. My hands on his chest, breathing hard, as if I ran ten miles after never having run a day in my life.
Reed’s pants are wet and I grin, the fact he came too swatting away my worries of being selfish.
“Thank you, princess,” he says, breaking away and giving me small kisses any spot he can reach.
A zipper sounds from behind me, and I snap around to face Neven, who looks like an actual god.
Still kneeling on the bed, he takes his hard cock out and gives it one hard stroke.
I’ve seen… men… online. But this. This is such a sight.
My mouth waters as I gravitate towards him.
He continues stroking, staring at me and gosh I want…
I actually want to taste him. I crave it.
“You want a taste, princess?” Reed’s voice snaps me out of my haze, though my gaze doesn’t move. Reed’s hands on me are comforting as I move my gaze to Neven’s eyes.
“Are you okay with that?” I ask.
Neven nods profusely. “Please, baby,” he murmurs. “I’m so close.”
I move forward, my nerves shy but not shot as I take over.
“I’ve never…”
Reed comes up behind me, resting his head on my shoulder. “I’ll help you,” he says, kissing my cheek. “Wrap your lips around his tip.”
I follow his instructions. Watching Neven like a hawk. Making sure I do this right. “Now slide forward, use your tongue. Underside, it’ll drive him crazy.”
Neven moans, throwing his head back, and I try to breathe through my nose as I slide back down. This time his hands move and I take him deep. Accidentally choking myself and removing him from my mouth to catch my breath.
“It's okay, try again,” Reed encourages and I do. Neven slightly rocks his hips. Appearing to try not to but I'd almost rather he did. I feel like a fish out of water and would rather him control me, but I have a feeling he won’t unless I explicitly ask.
For now, I listen to Reed’s directions like a GPS and follow them to a tee.
“Grab his balls. Don’t touch his knot yet.”
I obey.
“You fucker,” Neven spits but his lips turn up in a lazy smile as his chest heaves. Looking all hot and god-like above me.
I grip his thighs, trying to take him as deep as I can, his little whimpers encouraging me. Reed’s praises definitely help. Slick drips down my thighs, getting me impossibly hot again as I please my alpha.
Well, not my alpha. Or maybe my alpha for the night?
“Esper, fuck, shit, I’m—” I hold his thighs harder as he goes to move away from me. I want—no, I need to taste him. I go faster, Reed instructing me to wrap my hands around his knot unless I want my mouth stuffed. Even in my lusty haze, I know that I don’t want my first knot to be in my mouth.
I use my hands on his swelling knot and I almost get distracted by the impossibility that this would actually fit inside me when his hot cum shoots down my throat. Hints of his sweet caramel scent give the salty cum an erotic taste. Can something taste erotic?
If it can, then this is it.
“God fucking damn, baby, that was…”
“The best you ever fucking had?” Reed supplies for him, and he nods.
“The fucking best,” Neven confirms, lighting my omega up inside.
“Someone’s not done,” Reed says, his fingers sliding down the front of my body and lapping the slick there.
“Not even close,” Neven says, getting off the bed and shedding his pants. Coming towards me with a look so scorching I swear my brain is gonna melt from all the pleasure his eyes promise is yet to come.