Page 178 of Beautifully Scarred Omega

Sophie is on the couch, straddling Finn, completely naked. Her hair is wild, her skin flushed, and Finn’s cock is inside her. She looks thoroughly undone, her chest heaving.

She turns her head and sees me in the doorway and her green eyes go wide and then dark and then hungry, and her scent spikes—rain and crushed roses, thick with arousal—so hard it hits me like a fist to the chest.

“Started without us,” I say.

“You were taking too long,” she says. And the look she gives me—shameless, challenging, her lips swollen and her body wrapped around Finn—makes my cock so hard it hurts.

Ethan appears beside me and his eyes sweep over her. He takes his glasses off, folds them carefully, and sets them on the shelf.

“It smells like sex and maple syrup in here,” he says.

“Long story,” Finn says beneath her, his hands on her waist, his blue eyes glazed.

I cross the room and kneel in front of the couch, my eyes level with hers. I cup her face and kiss her deeply, and when I pull back, my thumb drags across her lower lip.

“Max,” she whispers.

“Hi, little one.”

I glance at Finn.

“Don’t stop fucking her.”

Finn’s mouth curves. “Wasn’t planning to.”

His hips keep moving beneath her. I hold Sophie’s gaze as I unbutton my shirt and let it drop. Her eyes move down my body and stay there. Ethan strips beside me, and when Sophie sees us both, naked and hard and watching her, she grinds down on Finn so hard he groans.

Ethan and I move closer. Sophie’s eyes drop between us, back and forth, and her tongue slides across her lower lip. The hunger on her face is so raw it makes my cock twitch.

“Why don’t you suck Max’s cock while I fuck you, sweetheart?” Finn murmurs against her ear.

She doesn’t hesitate.

I step closer and she takes me into her mouth. Her lips stretch around me, her eyes fluttering closed, and the wet heat of her tongue sliding along the underside of my cock makes my hand fly to her hair.

“Fuck, Sophie.”

She takes me deeper, her cheeks hollowing, and I can feel the back of her throat. My thighs tense and my fingers tighten in her hair.

Ethan kneels behind her, his hands sliding over her ass. He spreads her open and gathers her wetness with his fingers, circling her rim.

“Ethan,” she whispers, then takes me back into her mouth.

“Mm.” Ethan’s thumbs stroke over her. “I know what you want, sweet girl.”

Beneath her, Finn stops moving, his cock buried deep, his hands settling on her waist as he watches.

Ethan leans down and drags his tongue across her rim in one slow stroke.

Sophie moans around my cock, the vibration traveling all the way through me. Ethan does it again, slower this time, and her hips start rocking onto his mouth.

“You’re already relaxing for me,” he murmurs. “Omegas open more easily here when they’re aroused. It’s normal. It’s how an omega can take all her alphas at once.”

His thumb circles slowly. “Can I?”

She pulls off my cock. “Yes.”

Then he presses one finger in.