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“God, they smell so good together,” Theo gasps. I hear a zipper rending. “Dec—tell me what’s happening.”
I realize I’ve completely lost myself in Meg. She’s grinding her slit all over my face, and I’m just letting her. Breathing her.
At Theo’s request, I feel Declan’s hand land on the back of my neck. He squeezes, the grasp reassuring. Like he knows I’m so lost in the pleasure of our omega and the pain of the erection throbbing along my thigh, I can’t even do what I need to do.
His hand presses me closer, angling my head down slightly. “Arch is about to lick Meg’s sweet little pussy. Is that what you want, princess? You want this alpha lapping up your slick?”
Meg moans sharply, her hands falling to my head and scratching my scalp. I curl my tongue between her labia, reaching back to rim the ring of muscle flexing around her opening. I glide up to her clit next, my cock straining when I feel how swollen it is. I roll it between my lips and lick both sides before sucking at it gently.
Her strangled cry matches the noise that catches in my throat when more slick pulses out of her, drenching the fingertips curved around the backs of her thighs.
“Fuck, she’s so wet, and he’s barely touched her,” Dec narrates, hoarse. “Her pussy is clenching so much, the muscles in her stomach are tightening. You want to see my knot, baby?”
Meg nods frantically, her only answer a high-pitched squeal. I feel Declan shift, the air growing thicker as he releases his cock and starts stroking with his free hand.
Fuck me, the scent of all of us. All of our arousal building and banking. My hips start snapping up and down, doing the only thing I can with both of my hands holding our precious omega. The friction of my inseam chafes my throbbing dick, but I’m too far gone to care.
“Look at your alpha, baby,” Declan rasps. “He’s so gone, he’s trying to fuck the air with his pants on.”
Meg’s answering whimper edges dangerously close to a whine. Ronan growls a warning.
“I want to see him,” she pleads. “Please, Alpha, I want to see your cock.”
I want to take it out more than I ever have in my life, but I can’t risk fumbling her. She’s all sweat and slick and the softest skin I’ve ever felt. If I move my hands, I’m afraid we’ll lose our precarious position.
“Gotta hold you, sweetheart,” I rumble, swirling my tongue in a figure-eight over her clit. “I’ll be fine.”
She moans, pressing her swollen pussy lips closer. “I wanna s-see. P-please, Alpha.”
Shit.
She doesn’t understand what I’m saying. Her haze is too strong.
Declan shifts again; his hand drops from my neck to my left thigh. He taps the same courtesy motion as before. Telling me he’s there and not a threat to me.
But his fingers don’t stop on my thigh. They drift inward. My aching cock jumps, desperate for any contact. Any relief. I hiss at the burn of my swollen head rubbing against the rough fabric of my pants.
“Please,” Meg cries, tears streaming down her face while she grinds faster and faster against me. “He’s hurting. I can’t—I can’t take it. Help him. Please.”
Theo practically blows. “Did she just—oh my fuck, I’m definitely in love.”
Declan’s shoulder nudges mine carefully. “Want me to take it out?”
Dear God, yes. Anything. Please.
I nod, molding my lips around our omega’s slick, puffy clit and lapping at it. She moans the same second Declan gets my fly open. I groan in relief as he sticks his hand in, moving with a no-nonsense sort of determination.
My dick springs free a second later, so hard it almost reaches Meg’s thigh. I feel the heat rolling off her. When I slide my tongue into her opening and ease the tight muscles open with a quick flick, a fresh burst of slick dribbles down onto my erection.
“That’s it, baby,” Dec croons. “Gush all over his cock. It’s big, right? So perfectly hard for you, too. I can see his knot throbbing. I bet he’s dying to rub that slick all over himself right now. I know I want to put it on myself.”
His words make her even wetter. Meg pants, her next plea breathless, “Take it. Use it. Please, Alpha. I want you to smell like me.”
Declan’s shiver echoes through me, his thigh pressed along mine, his pants bunched there. “Can I?” he asks me, reaching his left hand over.
A bolt of fear streaks through me. I want him to have as much of her as he wants; I want her to have what she wants, too. But I’m so close to coming, I’m worried I’ll blow all over his hand if he grazes me.
If my mouth wasn’t so busy, I’d grit my teeth. As it is, I manage a slight nod and brace myself, doing everything I can not to focus on the way my cock tingles, my pulse pounding so hard I swear Dec will feel it in the air between us.
