“Those laws can be important, though,” Denver points out. “I’ve been to places without strong laws protecting Omegas. We all know what an Alpha can do if he thinks he can get away with it.”
“What do you think, sweetheart?” Camden asks, winking at me.
I laugh. “I haven’t decided. I’ll get back to you once I’ve actually been outside a little longer. For now, I think I’d like to have my Alphas with me out there.”
“Sounds good to me,” Memphis says roughly. His eyes flicker from my face down to the swell of my breasts, just visible under the water. His expression is pure hunger and desire. My heart thuds in my chest, and I can’t resist pressing my thighs together, searching for some relief.
Denver shakes his head slightly, the roughness of his beard scraping pleasantly against my neck. I try not to be too disappointed. There’s more business to attend to before we can enjoy our evening fully.
“I spoke to your lawyer, Brooklyn, like we discussed,” Denver says. “We put together an official legal claim on you, for the three of us. If you approve, we’ll file it.”
“Of course I approve,” I say, smiling. I want to be connected to these men in every way possible, even if it’s just a silly legal document.
Denver pauses before he continues. “Of course, the safest thing would be for us to bond with you. That way, anyone who gets near you will know you belong to someone.”
He takes my hand and plays with my fingers. Nobody rushes me to answer, which I appreciate.
“I do want to bond with you,” I say. “But I don’t know if I’m ready yet. My last bond has barely faded, and I don’t want us to rush into anything. I want us to wait until the time is right.”
Memphis leans forward to plant a kiss on my forehead. “We’ll wait,” he says fiercely.
“As long as it takes,” Camden promises, smiling.
“We just want you, however you’ll have us,” Denver says, and drops a light kiss on the side of my neck. Right where his bite will be—someday.
I’m quickly distracted by his hands moving to my thighs. He strokes the soft skin, urging my knees apart to give him access to me. The tips of two fingers stroke my folds, his touch frustratingly light. I want pressure, and all he’ll give me is teasing caresses. I squirm, trying to get what I want without asking.
I should know better than that.
Denver chuckles darkly in my ear and stops moving his fingers at all. They just rest above where I want them, completely still.
“Our Omega wants some attention,” he announces. Our. I love that word.
“Why don’t you tell us what you want? Maybe we’ll give it to you, if we’re feeling generous,” Memphis teases.
There’s so much I want and the words tumble out of me. “I want to feel your mouths on me. I want you to tell me I’m your good girl while you take my slick pussy. I want to watch Camden put his mouth on your cock…and I want to knot with each of you.”
…to be tethered to them in that intense, incomparable way.
I swallow hard, the haze of my desire making them soft around the edges.
The Alphas all look at me with lust in their eyes, like I’ve offered them a treat.
“You heard our Omega,” Denver mutters, pressing his fingers more roughly against my folds. I gasp, eyes fluttering shut at his touch. He explores all of me like he wants to make a map of me with his fingers, leaving no part of my pussy untouched. I can feel his cock hardening against my back.
“Why don’t you get Camden nice and hard?” Memphis suggests.
Camden grins, standing so that water droplets trail down his muscles, highlighting his lean physique. His cock is already plenty hard, I can’t tear my eyes away as he steps out of the tub and next to me. I reach out my hand to take him in my fist.
“No, no,” Memphis chides me gently. “Use your mouth.”
I lean over the side of the tub, my tongue outstretched. I lick all over his head, catching the musky pre-cum already starting to drip from his slit. Denver rewards me by finally pressing on my clit, making me gasp. Camden’s cock jumps under my hot breath.
“That’s it,” Memphis says encouragingly.
I widen my lips, taking Camden’s head in my mouth. I planned to go slowly, but now that his cock is resting against my tongue, I want more. I open wider and sink down, taking as much of his cock as I can without gagging. He’s too long for me to take all of him, but by the way he’s moaning, I’m guessing he doesn’t mind.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Memphis says, eyes glued to my mouth.