Page 70 of The Omega

Atlas stood in his jeans at the foot of my bed. The perfect Alpha. Strong and silent and gentle through and through.

He tucked my hair behind my ear and kissed my forehead before freeing his thick cock.

I swallowed hard, making a mental note to never tell Cindy about this. I’d known he’d be big, but this seemed impossible.

Good thing there wasn’t much I wouldn’t try.

“I thought you were going to wrap me in those pretty lips.” Atlas’s dark growl had my eyes shooting up to his as my mouth dropped open in surprise.

See? I knew he’d want to play with us.

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Atlas

Opal came screaming on the bastard’s face with her lips around my cock, and that’s about the time we truly lost her to the heat.

“We need ground rules,” I said, breathless as Opal tore her lips away from mine and let go of my shoulders.

“No rules,” she growled. The wolf flashed in her eyes as she dropped to all fours, presenting herself again for Dorian to take.

It should be us claiming our mate.

We have to share, I argued with my beast for the hundredth time, trying to focus on Dorian’s ugly mug instead of the look of pleasure on Opal’s face as he slid himself into her eager pussy.

She moaned.

My semi-hard cock filled with blood again.

You need to be the one—

Enough. I breathed through my mouth so I wouldn’t be drawn in by her heat, but it was useless. I could taste her on the air. My tongue salivated at the thought of lapping up her sugary sweetness.

“Rules,” I barked, shaking my head.

“We already got her safe word.” Dorian rotated his hips as he thrusted, making Opal moan again. “What other rules do you want?”

“No safe word,” Opal growled through a voice garbled with her wolf as she rocked back against Dorian and her soft hand wrapped around my shaft.

“Yes, safe word.” I gently removed her hand. “No safe word, no sex.”

“No fun.” She pouted, opening her mouth as if I would use it instead. I slid two fingers between her lips and inhaled another sharp breath at the pure ecstasy on her face.

“She’s not in her right mind,” I said.

“You think I don’t know that?” Dorian tried to keep pace, but he was breaking out in a sweat.

Opal rocked herself faster against him, groaning around my fingers and sucking them deep.

I was mesmerized by her for another heartbeat. Her hair loose and curling around her perfect breasts, which bounced with each thrust. The wildness of her eyes framed golden as they shone with the wolf beneath. Not a princess. A queen.

Perfect. Mine.

I tore my gaze away as Dorian chuckled.

“I heard you earlier,” he said. “No double cocking. But we’ll see if you still feel that way in a few days.”

His stamina was slipping and it’d only been a couple of hours. With how eager Opal was, I didn’t know how either of us would keep going another few days, but I’d die trying.