Chapter 54 #2
The alpha hears him and doesn’t waste any time. He shucks his own boxers, offering my first glimpse at his package. Every bit as hard and beautiful as his omega’s—but brutally thick and long, carved with dark purple veins, and balanced by his enormous knot.
The rest of him is just as impressive. Thick columns of abdominals, precisely carved hips and obliques. Bulging shoulders and arms.
Gideon watches me stare, a smirk kicking at his lips. “I know, right?” he mutters, darkly appreciative.
For his part, Atlas rewards my gawking with a fond caress to my cheek and an internal swell of serenity. Instead of retreating this time, though, he stays, gently pouring calm into my center as he climbs behind Gideon.
“Like this, love,” he murmurs to his omega, wrapping an arm over Gideon’s shoulders and dropping his other hand to his hip. In one maneuver, he has them both balanced on their knees, with Gideon bent over the bar of his alpha’s thick arm.
Atlas pushes into his omega slowly, but I feel the intrusion when Gideon’s body snaps into stillness. He breathes hard, allowing Atlas to seat himself in his ass and adjust the angle of Gideon’s thrusts.
The change is immediate. Suddenly, Gideon’s cock is pressed directly into a secret spot that sings. I drag in a serrated breath, blinking at both of them in awe.
Atlas smiles softly over Gideon’s shoulder, arching his brow. “Is that better, baby girl?”
I can’t speak to answer, but my head bounces in another jerky nod. Atlas’s eyes gleam. He leans back for half a second before rocking forward. Shoving himself all the way into Gideon… and pushing Gideon all the way into me.
We both moan. Atlas hides his smile against Gideon’s shoulder, murmuring, “I bet that feels so good, little prince—my knot teasing your ass while your pretty cock is in your omega’s pussy.”
In his omega’s—
I’m not sure it’s possible to be this turned on. I may simply pass out.
Gideon reacts with the same wild desperation I do, crying out as Atlas works us both over. Again and again and again.
The pulsing ache at the top of my folds gets so intense, I begin to tear up, bucking to grind it against Gideon’s waxed skin. Atlas notices and hums.
There’s something maddeningly hot about his control. His ragged breathing is the only sign he isn’t coolly unaffected by all of this… Aside from his emotions.
Building and burning, sparkling over our tether. Roaring lust, pride, relief, possession.
In any other moment, that last one might scare me, because I know Gideon is his. But as he shifts his gaze from the side of his omega’s face to mine… the feeling doesn’t so much as flicker.
Mine, it says, triumphant and true. All mine.
As if to prove his point, Atlas reaches around Gideon to press his thumb on my clit. Bright, buzzing sensation snaps into my core. I clamp around Gideon, and he must do the same to his alpha, because Atlas’s purr stutters into a growl.
Gideon whines at the sound, turning his face to plead, “At—Daddy, please.”
The alpha captures his omega’s lips, kissing him long and deep before he demands, “You want to come for me?” Flashing black eyes flit to mine. “Both of you?”
Oh God. Oh Lord. I know I never say this, but…
Fuck.
My keen snaps Gideon’s focus to me, too. This time, when Atlas moves his hand to my mound, Gideon drops his between our bodies along with his alpha’s. He inhales sharply, feeling the way I’ve slicked Atlas’s thicker fingers. Darker flames burn in his eyes while he coats himself in my essence.
Atlas rubs in slow circles while Gideon presses from the top. The combination leaves me breathless. Arching my back and pumping my hips and—oh!
My core convulses, stammering around Gideon’s girth as every nerve and muscle pulled taut between my hips suddenly snaps. Bliss froths over the flames banked inside me, soothing the heat with rolling waves of relief.
Gideon chokes on a groan. His thrusts stutter as he pushes deep and strains inside me. Atlas snarls, clamping his teeth over Gideon’s shoulder as the other omega leaps over the edge, blasting cum into my depths.
I watch them both soar into their climax—Gideon with helpless, awestruck pleasure painting every feature; Atlas with a borderline-feral growl and near-blinding intensity flaring across his face.
It’s clear they’ve done some version of this a million times. As they come down, they fall into one another instinctively. Completely. Sharing the same breath while they blink, nose-to-nose.
It’s so beautiful that, for one strangled second, I think maybe I’ve made a terrible mistake. Allowing Gideon to rescue me and bring me here—into their space. Into their bed. Letting them attempt to weave me into their connection…
What if I’ve ruined everything? Again?
The thought slithers into my mind just before two hard bodies land on either side of me. Dazed from my overwhelming orgasm and all my worries and the emotions beating at the inside of my ribcage, I barely understand what’s happening.
Why didn’t Atlas knot Gideon? Was that my fault? Should I jump off their bed and run out? Start apologizing?
“Vi,” Gideon whispers, nuzzling his face into my shoulder. “You’re shaking. Here, sweetheart.”
Instead of pulling me close, though, he nudges me in the other direction. Gently guiding me into Atlas’s arms.
Part of me hesitates, thinking his offer can’t be real. It is, though. Atlas waits for me to settle, then pulls me into his broad strength with a deep sigh.
His relief saturates our tether so completely, it pools into my center. I let it soak into my tired, aching soul, relishing the sparkles of euphoria that swirl over the top when Gideon fits himself into my back.
Atlas uses one arm to squeeze me close while the other loops around Gideon’s waist, binding us all together. “Sleep now,” Atlas barks, so soft it’s nearly a caress. “Both of you.”