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"You have a lot of explaining to do."
I grip Imogen's legs and haul her ass closer to the edge of the bed. She whimpers and grabs one of my pillows as I drag her, shoving her face in the material, breathing in my scent.
I don't answer Red, but him being here is helpful. I'm worried I'm too on the edge, the build-up of the drive home, the wait, the tension, has me nearly as lost as her.
Gripping my cock, I line it up at her entrance, and when I push through her slit, her body is so hot, so warm, so tight, we both cry out. Filling her to the hilt, I pull back, then push in again.
"Do you even know what you're doing?" Red stands beside us. I can't look or answer, all I can think is fuck. Knot. Mate. Bite.
Shit. My alpha thinks she's ours. Really ours.
"Keep talking, distract me." I pant. "My alpha wants to bite her."
"Fuck! Don't do that!" He shouts, while she begs, "Yes, alpha! Bite me! Oh god, oh god, yes!"
I pound into her, her thighs gripping my hips with each heavy thrust. Red climbs onto the bed beside her. He can't tear his eyes off her, and I know he might be pissed, but I also know, given the same situation, he'd have done exactly what I did.
"Knot! I need your knot!" Her legs squeeze my lower back, heels digging into my ass, trying to force me deeper, but I can't go much further without fully knotting her. Red chuckles, but I widen my eyes in panic. I've never fucked an omega before, which means I've definitely never knotted one.
Imogen's writhing, lifting her hips, begging for more, not an ounce of distrust or worry, and it eases my panic. Imogen, this same beautiful woman I've been thinking about for weeks, watching her quiet strength and sadness while she dances and smiles at my club, trusts me to take care of her, to pleasure her, and I'm not taking it for granted.
Leaning over her torso, I grip her chin, forcing that dilated gaze to meet mine, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. She's so soft, the heat of her tongue a blazing trail when she pulls away, licking and kissing my lips, scratching her teeth over my chin, like she wants to taste and devour me.
Each snap of my hips hits her clit just right, and she's nearly vibrating with pleasure, her pussy tightening and contracting around my cock with each thrust, and for a moment, it feels like we're in a cocoon and nothing else exists but us, our bodies working like a chorus, building something massive.
"Now, alpha," she demands, her pupils narrow slightly, the bright cornflower blue peeking around the black, and for a second, maybe for the last one in days, she's right here with me. Not begging, but almost like she's giving permission, like I needed her acceptance, that this was really happening, and that it was okay to want it. To take and to give.
Pushing her knees more open, I rock my hips back then buck forward, notching my swollen knot inside her impossibly tight pussy. We both cry out and her pupils are black again, eyes rolling back in ecstasy. Her walls contract around my cock and knot, and I nearly black out, coming so hard, while shaking and bucking, and she gushes around my cock, screaming my name. The longest orgasm of my life spills out of me, the pleasure zaps like electricity down my spine, through every nerve ending in my body, straight out of my cock.
I've never felt anything like it, the way she cradles me inside of her, it's somehow both blinding with pleasure and soothing, like I've found home between her thighs.
Eventually my knot releases, but I keep kissing her lips, trying and failing to taste her. I'm desperate to know her scent. I pull out and she moans, but the image of my come and her slick spilling out of her has my dick twitching and getting hard again.
She writhes, whimpering, hands slapping out on the bed beside us, and when she finds Red, she growls.
I'd laugh if the look on their respective faces wasn't so fucking intense. He's obviously on board, and when she begs Red for his knot, he strips down, and the moment he's naked, the overheated omega climbs on top of him.
His hands grip her hips, and she impales herself onto his protruding cock. Red grunts, but she doesn't hold back, bouncing on his lap while he guides her grinding into long circles, his large hands nearly covering her ass. She lifts her hips up and down, still rolling in circles, playing with the feel of each other, and she's scratching and clawing at his chest.
We've shared women before, not often, though it's common for packs. But this feels different. A part of me says to give them space, so they can share this together. The other—made even stronger when she whips her head toward me, eyes narrowing, reaching out to grab onto me—tells me I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.
She wraps a hand around my neck, pulling me close so she can lick my skin. "You taste so good, Cass. So good," she pants. Then Red's fingers go to her clit and she forgets all about me, dropping her head to Red's neck and tasting him, while shaking and screaming on top of him. Her ass at this angle looks goddamn delectable as it bounces. I can see her muscles contract and squeeze around him. I just busted and I'm fucking hard as a rock all over again.
"We're going to need you," Red grunts, then Iggy's scent seeps into the room.
"What have you done?" He growls at us.
I turn toward him, pulled in two directions. He glares at me, then turns and leaves the room.
Imogen continues to fuck Red with the enthusiasm of a cheerleader, and he could care fuck-all about what's happening around him at this point. He's right though, we're going to need Iggy.
I follow him out, and he's pacing in the living room.
"What have you done?"
"Iggy, you need to calm down—"
"You shouldn't have brought her here."
