Page 109 of A Nest of Maple & Mist

I moved between Mia’s legs, one of my hands gliding over her hip until I found her clit. She whined, wiggling as I circled it. Slick coated my hand. My lips rested on her back, salt and maple mingling on my tongue.

“You ready for me, Omega?”

“Yes,” she sighed, the breathless sound so broken and beautiful.

When I imagined being with Mia the first time, it wasn’t in the throes of her heat. I’d planned to woo her, spoil her, and then carry her to my bed and make love to her until she begged me for a reprieve.

But this wasn’t any less special. An omega in heat was vulnerable, and she wanted me. I blew a hot breath over the base of her spine, slowly sinking into her soaked center. My head fell back, errant strands of hair sticking to my brow.

The smooth glide of her walls welcomed me, caressing my cock like silk-wrapped velvet. Her pussy clenched, and I released a strangled sound.

Strong hands settled on my hips. I froze. Melted caramel and freshly sliced apple invaded my senses, blending deliciously with Mia’s maple and vanilla.

“I think the better question is, can you take me, Mate?” Shane rasped, teeth grazing my pulse.

“Answer him,” Jason commanded.

“Yes. Please.”

It was like Mia and I had changed personalities during her heat. She’d become a bratty, relentless omega, and somehow, I’d morphed into this compliant, wistful beta.

Soft lips rested on my nape. Shane peppered kisses over the column of my spine. A lubed finger pressed against my ass. My body tensed on instinct, and a low purr kicked up from behind me.

“Relax for me,” Shane hummed, slowly pushing inside me.

My forehead fell to Mia’s back, my rhythm almost torturous for her because of how slowly I moved. Each rock of my hips pushed Shane’s finger deeper into me. I focused on each stuttered breath puffing out my cheeks as Shane worked me open with a second finger.

“Harder. More. Please,” Mia whimpered.

“Shhh. Be patient, baby girl. Your alpha needs to prep your beta. Can you be good for me?”

“Yes, Alpha.”

With that, Shane’s cock nudged at my ass. He paused, an unasked question lingering in the silence.

I was nearly as strung out as our omega. Once Shane sank into me, I would be gone. Between him stretching me open and the wet glide of Mia’s pussy, I wasn’t sure I’d survive.

Shane moved, and the burn came, the sting of his stretch. I released a heavy breath. He rocked forward. The burn lessened. Soon, the sting gave way to an incredible fullness that left me dizzy.

“Move,” I hissed.

“Your alpha doesn’t need to move, baby boy,” Jason smirked, the wolfish grin not meeting his eyes. “Fuck our omega properly, and you’ll fuck yourself on your alpha’s cock.”

“Sadists. The lot of you.”

Regardless, I moved. Mia clawed at the sheets, only quieting when Jason purred, crashing his lips to hers. Indistinct sounds buzzed in my ears, heat swirling in my abdomen. Shane released a dark noise with each stroke of his cock into my ass.

My balls tightened and my cock twitched. Shane’s knot slapped against me. It was a symphony of friction and force. Muscles squeezed me impossibly tight as Mia shattered with a muffled cry, almost collapsing on the bed before I held her up with my arm under her stomach.

“Come for me, Mate. Fill our omega as I fill you.”

Shane’s honeyed voice lathed over me like malt whisky. On the next stroke, I unraveled, falling apart, buried deep in the bliss of Mia’s warm, wet cunt. I rutted into her. Cum spilled from my cock, the stream never ending.

With a growl, Shane’s cock swelled as his climax tore through him like a wild animal. Minutes passed before all of us collapsed in the middle of the nest. Jason gripped my chin, pulling my mouth to his in a possessive kiss while he cuddled Mia.

“What a good boy.”

Pink dusted my cheeks. Shane draped a heavy arm over my hip, his fingers drawing lazy circles on Mia’s waist.