Page 54 of Ruined Omega

He plucks the front of my panties and pulls them tight. The lace wedges in my groove and my plump outer lips bulge on either side. Baen licks my smooth, pillowed skin, and I gasp. He starts with tentative flicks which soon progress to long, deep licks with the entire blade of his spongy, moist tongue.

“Good,” Tal purrs. “Now come for us, Hines. Come on our fingers and tongue.”

My body shudders. The pleasure welling up in my depths frightens me.

But not as much as those too-close howls echoing through the pitch-dark, rain-soaked forest.

While Tal continues fingering my clit, Baen draws the crotch of my panties aside, fully exposing my slit to the humid evening air. He growls briefly, then starts to lick again, this time running his tongue between my folds, tasting both of my holes and slathering me with his warm saliva.

He jams his tongue tip hard into my entrance, wriggling deep. At the same time, his lips suck hard, like he’s trying to devour me from the inside out. My hot juices flow into his mouth. I run my hands over the close-cropped hair lining his massive Alpha skull.

And through it all, Tal’s fingers never stop.

Swirling. Stroking. Strumming.

“Fuck,” Baen whispers, pulling away from my pussy. “I can’t take it, Tal. I need to fuck her so bad.”

Tal pulls his hand out of my panties and backhands Baen hard across his temple. The younger Alpha snarls, and my opening clenches hard at the sound.

“Damn fool,” Tal hisses. “We’ve already been through this. I won’t have you knotted up inside her with Farlanders about.”

As if on cue, more of those curdling howls ripple through the dark woods.

But part of me senses that Tal has other motives. Something tells me he wants his knot to be the first knot that I feel.

“Besides,” Tal goes on, “When she comes, you’ll need to catch her fluid. Swallow it to hide the smell.”

Another burst of lightning reveals Baen’s grinning face between my spread and trembling thighs. He has been persuaded.

Baen goes back to lapping me with renewed energy. Tal’s fingers continue torturing my helpless clit.

My hips buck and shudder as I feel something pressing at my hole. Something harder and stiffer than Baen’s tongue. He is slipping a finger inside, penetrating me. His thick knuckle pops inside me like a small knot. Tal has to squeeze his hand extra hard over my mouth to subdue my squeal of shock and pleasure.

The walls of my pussy flutter around the invading finger.

Baen begins stroking my tender inner tissues. He curls his finger, beckoning the orgasm welling in my depths, tickling that sensitive place on my front wall. It’s like he’s stimulating my clitoris from the inside while Tal, steadfast Tal, touches the outside.

I’ve never experienced pleasure quite like this before.

I am Hines. Mousy little Hines.

The girl that nobody ever pays any attention to, standing shy and quiet in the corner.

Now, this double attention from two determined and dominating Alphas is too intense to bear. No matter how I try to tamp my rising pleasure down, this pair of Alphas are intent on ripping it from me, whether I want it or not.

Tal notches up his tempo. Baen senses this, matches him. He shoves another finger inside, stroking my wet interior with a double rhythm and groaning softly as his tongue licks away my sticky leakage.

Yesterday they were enemies, on the verge of tearing me in two.

Now they are a team, working in tandem to force my pussy into submission.

We are past the point of no return. I’m going to come, and I’m going to come hard, and there’s nothing I can do about it.

Lightning flares with nearly simultaneous thunder. For an instant the forest is alive with light and sound. I can see down into the area below our hiding place. There is nothing out there but the trees and underbrush. Raindrops, caught in a freeze-frame flash, look like silver ribbons of light.

Then darkness re-enfolds the world. Darkness, and the patter of rain, and the soft squelching sounds of the Alphas’ fingers between my legs.

The tension and pleasure is mounting within my pelvis. It is an expanding bolus of need threatening to crack under the pressure.