Chapter 14
Addison
Pulling up to the hotel, I’m hit with a new wave of nervous excitement. Am I crazy for getting on a plane and going to Vegas to see two Alphas I’ve only met one time?
Maybe. But they’re my Alphas. My scent matches. It’s so damn crazy to say that. Is this even real?
The guys couldn’t pick me up from the airport because they had work stuff, but wanted to meet up with me after they were done. I insisted that it was fine and I could take an Uber over. They felt bad and said I could wait for them in their hotel room.
I agreed because it’s better than waiting at the airport.
They told me they arranged for the front desk to give me a room key when I arrived. Grabbing my bag from the back of the car, I thank the Uber driver and head into the hotel.
I’m in awe, and my eyes light up as I take the whole place in. It’s stunning.
“Hi,” I greet the girl at the front desk. “My Alphas are staying here. They told me to check here for my room key?”
“Name, please?” The girl smiles.
“Addison Ashford.”
She looks at her computer and nods. “Yup, I see a note here. Can I see your ID, please?”
“For sure.” I reach into my purse for my wallet.
As I hand her my ID, I catch a glimpse of the photo of me.
Why did I believe Cae when she said you aren’t allowed to wear makeup for ID photos?
When it came in, and I showed her, she burst into laughter and told me she was joking.
I was so mad. I could have changed it, but it was a waste of money.
She said I still look gorgeous, but I hate that photo.
Now that I’m back in California, I’m going to need to get a new ID. But, should I bother? If I move back to Nashville at some point to be with the guys, then there’s no need to change it. It doesn’t expire for another few years.
That’s an issue for another time.
She returns my ID then hands me a key card. “This is the room number.” She points to the number on the card holder.
“Thank you so much.”
On the elevator, I make my way to the 10th floor, then find room 1001.
Once I’m in the room, I’m hit with two strong scents that have me clenching my thighs and whimpering.
Slick coats my panties, and I groan, knowing now that I should have worn a scent-blocking pair. At least I brought a ton of extra panties. Something tells me I’m going to need them.
I’ve been around a lot of Alphas, and thankfully, I haven’t been sensitive to their smells. I’m not easily aroused by that stuff. That is, unless you’re my stepbrother, or my scent matches. Somehow, the three of them make me wetter than the ocean.
Closing the door behind me, I step further inside with my heart racing, nipples pebbling against my bra.
With every inhale, my stomach knots. A fire is growing inside me that needs to be tended to.
After placing my bag on the desk, I slip off my shoes and crawl onto the bed. It smells like both of them. Lying back, I close my eyes, allowing their combined scents to settle over me.
My body tingles, little shocks of pleasure shooting through my veins. I’m aroused, so damn turned on, and all of this just by their scent.
I’ve never been so needy before. I’ve gotten myself off occasionally, but I’m normally only horny when I’m in heat.
These two have kick-started something inside me, making me burn for my Alphas all the time.
The fire rages with every passing second until I’m soaked, my clit throbbing, and the need to be filled is overwhelming.
I could touch myself to get off. No one would be the wiser, right? They’re not here anyway. No one needs to know.
The idea of pleasuring myself in my Alphas’ bed while they’re gone has me moaning and clenching my thighs together.
I’m in a cute pink dress patterned in ice cream cones and little strawberries all over. It would be easy to pull my dress up, pull my panties down, and slide my fingers inside.
Unable to stop myself, I lift my dress up around my waist, wiggle out of my panties, and throw them to the floor to be dealt with later.
Relaxing back onto the bed, I let my legs drop open and slide a trembling hand between my thighs.
“Oh god,” I moan, arching my back when my fingers glide through messy folds, brushing over my tender clit.
I’m a mess already, slick is spilling from my pussy, forming a wet spot on the bed. I don’t have it in me to care as I push my fingers inside, triggering my walls to clamp down around my digits. I whimper, wishing it were one of my Alpha’s cocks.
“Yes.” I suck in a breath, my slick fingers moving to my clit. I rub in slow circles, adding just the right amount of pressure.
It doesn’t take long before I’m panting heavily, my head is spinning, and that fire in my belly is growing bigger and bigger with every passing second.
Clamping my thighs around my hand, I start to grind against the heel of my hand as I fuck myself with my fingers.
My free hand tangles in the blanket as the heels of my feet get planted firmly on the bed.
Every inhale is like taking a hit of the best drug on the market. Fresh waves of slick coat my hand as my fingers curl against my sweet spot.
I focus all my attention on the way my body is feeling, finding the perfect rhythm. Pushing myself closer and closer to the edge, I take my time, enjoying the delicious build of an impending orgasm.
The sounds leaving me are sinful, and I pray no one is walking by the room right now. If so, sorry, but not fucking sorry. I’m too lost in my own pleasure.
Desperate for my release and not wanting to risk anything messing with my rhythm, I give in to the sensation, letting my body push itself over the edge.
“Oh, oh, oh,” I whimper. “Yes, fuck, oh god.”
My pussy clamps down harder around my fingers, pulsing as my orgasm crashes over me.
Pleasure hums through me, like liquid fire burning from the inside out in the most perfect way.
I ride out my climax against my hand, pulling every last zap of pleasure from my body before relaxing into the mattress. My chest is heaving, heart racing, and my lips lift into a lazy, contented smile. I didn’t realize how much I needed that.
I can’t help it, though. Their scents drive me wild.
It’s not until the ringing in my ears dies down that I realize their scents are suddenly a lot stronger than before. Almost suffocating.
My eyes flutter open, widening as they lock on two tall figures standing at the end of the bed.
My lips part, a mix of embarrassment for being caught with my fingers still inside me, and a new rush of arousal at the pure hunger in their eyes. Their chests are heaving, nostrils are flaring, and their pheromones are coming off in waves.
“I–Ah–” I squeak out, not sure what to say.
Who thought it was a good idea to do this again? Oh yeah, me. Fuck my life. I wish the ground would open up and swallow me as I struggle to make my brain work and talk my way out of this.
I begin removing my fingers when Carson leans down, one hand on the bed and the other reaching mine. He pulls my fingers out of me, but doesn't let go.
I watch as he leans in further, wraps his lips around my fingers, and sucks them into his mouth.
His eyes close, a deep rumbling growl vibrating in his chest as he licks my fingers clean.
A whimper slips past my lips, more slick, making a mess between my thighs. Yeah, that orgasm wasn’t enough. I need more, I need them.
Pulling my fingers free with a pop, he licks his lips and gives me a devilish grin. “Looks like our Omega was being very naughty without us, Reid.”
“Mhhm,” he hums, the sound making me shiver in delight. “Was our girl needy? Couldn’t help yourself?”
Biting my lower lip, I nod.
“Did it feel good?” Carson asks, letting go of my fingers.
I nod again.
“Was it enough?” Reid asks, and I slowly shake my head.
Carson gives Reid a look, a silent conversation. Reid nods, and Carson stands up.
“On your hands and knees, Omega,” Carson smirks, hands going to his jeans.
Excitement bursts through me as I watch him pull his thick, delicious cock free. He’s long and hard, the tip weeping with pre-cum. My mouth waters, wanting a taste for myself.
Scrambling to do as I’m told, I get on my hands and knees, with my eyes still locked on his cock. He steps forward, hand wrapped around his length. He brushes the tip against my lips, and I moan at his taste. So sweet and addicting. I want more.
Parting my lips eagerly, I stick my tongue out, an invitation to use my mouth. His groan has my nipples pebbling.
“Look at you,” he purrs, “So perfect, wanting to please her Alpha.” He slaps the head of his cock against my tongue before pushing inside.
My lips wrap around him, sucking him deep inside my mouth. He moans again, and I fucking love the sound, knowing I’m making him feel good. I want to do better, do more.
So, I suck harder, taking all of him before pulling back and doing it again.
“Fuuuuck,” he growls out, gripping a handful of my hair. “That’s it, baby, suck me down that tight throat. Take your Alpha’s cock like a good fucking girl.”
I whimper, my pussy clenching. Fuck. His dirty praise has me dripping.
The bed moves as Reid makes his way behind me. Excitement ripples through me, the need for both my Alphas is strong.
“You want more Alpha cock, baby?” Carson asks, thrusting in and out of my mouth, holding me still as he takes what he needs.
I mumble around his length, nodding my head, feeling like a needy Omega for them both.
“Look at this perfect cunt,” Reid growls behind me. “So pink and wet.” He leans down and licks up my slit, making me gasp. “Tastes fucking divine.”
My heart pounds, and my head is spinning. I need more, more, more.
As if Reid can read my mind, I feel the blunt tip of his cock press against my entrance. “This greedy pussy is swallowing me so damn good.” He groans as he pushes inside me.
My eyes roll back, and the sensation of his thick cock rubbing against my inner walls, filling me so damn full, feels fucking phenomenal.
“I could live inside this pussy,” he growls, snapping his hips forward, forcing me to take every thick inch.