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Cass grips her wrists, keeping her away from his belt while I drop down behind her, tucking my arms beneath her shoulders and pulling her back up to a stand. Cass tuts, "Very bad girl. None of that."
She's practically in tears, but I hold her tight. This isn't just about sex. She needs help coming out of her shell, breaking free. And as much as I want to give in and let her omega have her way, fall apart in pleasure, Imogen, not her omega, needs more than that. She needs to let go of some of that control.
I clasp both her wrists in my hand and bring my forehead to hers. "You never get down on your knees, Imogen. You hear me? Never. If your knees are bruised, it's because I was down there with you, fucking you on all fours, so hard we nearly disappeared into the floor. If anything, we'll be the ones down at your feet, pleasuring you like the fucking goddess you are. We're your alphas. I don't give a fuck what reasons you have trying to keep us apart, how much space or time you need… At the end of the day, we are yours, and baby, I'm not going anywhere. I swear I'll be the best damn alpha an omega's ever had."
A little wrinkle forms between her brows, tears welling in her eyes.
"Now, are you ready to be a good girl? Because good girls get rewards."
She nods so fast and hard, whimpering, "Yes, Iggy. I'm ready."
That's what I needed to hear.
Red stands at Imogen's back, licking the side of her neck. "Fuck, Im, you taste so fucking good," he purrs.
Without breaking contact, he pulls her panties down, then unhooks her bra beneath the wings, letting the material fall away; her perfect pear-shaped tits bounce for us, all that golden skin with a light sheen of sweat and pert, round, dark pink nipples harden into peaks.
Red's hands creep up from behind, squeezing her tits, massaging and pinching, and she leans back against him, moaning.
Imogen is stunning, so damn beautiful it hurts. Naked, black wings extending behind her. My angel.
The harder Red pinches, the more she cries out and squirms. I wonder if she can come just from nipple stimulation. She came so many times during her heat, I can't remember, but I know she loves when we play with them. I'll find out soon enough.
Dropping to my knees, I push her legs further apart, and she stands a little wider, still wearing only her high heels and angel wings. Her upper thighs are shiny, coated in slick, leaking from her exposed pink pussy.
"Look down at your alpha, begging at your feet, angel," Cass whispers, biting her ear, playing with her tits, while Red supports her weight.
She tilts her head down, eyes half-mast, but I hold her gaze while I kneel at her feet, running my tongue over the length of her pussy, spreading her lips and tasting her slick. Cherry fucking pie, right there at the core, and I nearly come in my pants.
Red and Cass tease and pinch her nipples, kissing and caressing her skin, but her eyes are on me.
I don't break eye contact, pleasuring her pussy with my mouth and tongue, spearing her core. Imogen whimpers and begs for more, but I lick and suck her clit, fucking her pussy with the energy of a lazy Sunday morning, working her up into a frenzy until her knees shake.
"I need more, Iggy, please!"
I kiss her clit with a peck, "But Im, you taste so fucking good. I think I'll just keep doing this."
"No, Iggy, please! I need more," she begs, looking so needy, so desperate.
I bury my nose in her pussy and take a deep inhale, chuckling at her impatience. She gasps when I wrap my lips around her clit and hum, then spread her lips and blow air on her pussy. So. Much. Slick.
Coming to a slow stand, kissing along the way, when I reach her face, wrapping both hands behind her head, I kiss her hard on the lips so she can taste herself.
With her tongue in my mouth, I gently bite, then scrape my teeth over her chin, silently urging her to surrender. Despite her submissive nature, Imogen doesn't trust easily. I want her to give us control, I don't want to take it.
Reaching behind her, I tug at the straps of the wings, letting them fall to the floor. Keeping her eyes on me, with one hand gripping her chin, and my brothers holding her upright, I slip one finger inside her.
She mewls, eyes closing shut, but I grip her chin harder.
"Do you want me to stop?"
"NO!"
I chuckle, and she understands, making every effort to keep eye contact. Her lids flutter, but she tries like hell. To reward her, I pump one finger slowly, and she tries to move her hips to fuck it faster.
"I've heard omega pussy can stretch and contract almost inhumanly. We could stuff two cocks inside your pussy, and you'd love it. Is that true?"
"Ye—" She pauses before blindly shouting yes, without thinking about the question. I move my hand and pinch her clit in reward, and she cries out, but when I pull away, she knows I'm waiting for an answer. "I don't… I've never tried. But yes, it's true."
