“You know,” Len continued. “You can feel what we feel. You know we only see the beauty, too dazzled to see anything else.” He moved in, placing a kiss on my hipbone and staying there so long, my hand went to the hair on the back of his neck. “I’ll do whatever it takes to make you happy, love, anything. You’re mine, omega. I knew that the first time we touched, and I’m fucking sick of waiting around to show you.”
There was an ambiguity in his words, did he mean me or Tris, and that was right, good. We were separate, but we were joined, and anyone who loved me, needed to love Tris and vice versa. It didn’t have to be a sexual thing, but yeah, there needed to be a heart bond.
“So show me,” I said, for once, the voice for the two of us. “Show me everything you’ve been holding back.”
I got a nip to my hip as a reward and Tris’ hands sweeping up, cupping my breasts, just like he had on the first night, but this time, it was for him to play with. At the first gasp, pulled from me as Tris tugged on my nipples, making slick gush out in response, Len transformed. A guttural growl, pure fucking alpha, tore through him and me, and when he turned to look up at us, his eyes shone with an unearthly light.
“Mine…” he growled, and I was here for it.
It started with frantic kisses along my thighs, but the scent of my arousal drew the beast forward, like bees to honey. His nose pushed rudely between my legs, but it was followed by his tongue. I tried to widen my stance, let him in deeper, quicker, but he held me where I was, pushing my thighs closed. His tongue, though, it slid between the tiny gap between, licking my flesh clean of slick and then forcing itself deeper.
“Talk to me, Kit,” Tris said, his voice strangled, his own slick smearing over my thigh.
“He’s…”
“Use your words, omega,” he said on a growl.
“He’s shoving his tongue between my thighs, and it makes it so…” I gasped, putting my hand on Len’s shoulder to steady myself. “Makes it really intense and not enough. He can’t fucking miss my clit, because everything’s closed tight, but I need…”
“What do you need, Kit?”
“I need…” I let out a frustrated little yelp, then pulled free of Len’s grip, separating my legs, feeling the frantic throb between them. “I need my alpha to stop fucking around and eat my pussy, just the way I like.”
There was something boyish in Len’s smile, his eyes glittering with promise that I’d pay for this later, but I didn’t care. I knew what he could do, the memory of how he’d gone down on me, a ghost in the room, making my body tighten in anticipation.
“Yeah? And how was that?”
“Like last time, Len,” I said. “Every other fucker we’d been with before seemed to treat me like some kind of slick ice cream, getting their fill but not giving a shit about me, but not you. You knew…” My eyes narrowed as I stared at him more closely. “You just seemed to know.”
“If you’re not in your own head, focussed on your shit, your instincts, it’s not hard.” He reached out, rubbed a finger through my seam, teasing my clit, brushing it lightly. “Omegas, alphas, we’re made to come together, our impulses should be complementary.” He looked over my shoulder, sighting Tris. “We need to provide, protect, possess, and pleasure. That’s the important one, and what I intend to do now. Prep your mate, Tris, because what we’re about to do, we do together.”
I heard Tristan’s hiss of surprise but didn’t get a chance to think too much about that as they both moved. Tris nipped at the back of my neck, hands sliding down, down, until one slipped between my buttocks, drawing circles as my arse clenched. Len, he lifted one of my legs and slung it over his shoulder, surging in, mouth attached to my clit, not playing now, and tracing every centimetre with his tongue. His fingers sunk in right as Tris’ did, filling me up way beyond what I was used to.
Tris and I had both experimented with anal. The tight fit made it feel more like an alpha would when knotting me, and his omega side loved to have his hole teased open when he was in the mood, so I wasn’t entirely unused to the experience. But the two of them together? Tris’ slender fingers and Len’s much thicker ones, they foreshadowed what was to come.
“They emptied you out today, sweetheart, those bastards you call a family. They tried to drain the light out of you.” Len shoved his fingers deeper, the more brutal pace making my skin prickle as he added another. “But we need to fill you back up,
have you floating free again. I want you walking on air, like you did when you left my place, and you’re gonna stay there, princess. We’ll make sure of that. Tris, you gonna need lube?”
“That’s the good thing about omega dick,” my mate said, moving closer, pressing his cock hard against me. “Self-lubricating and perfect for anal.”
“Something I’d be very interested in exploring,” Len shot back before turning to me, but Tris, he went perfectly still. He tried to focus back on me, fingers digging into my hips as if readying himself for what was to come, but I felt the moment his body went on high alert.
“He likes that idea,” I told our alpha. “I like that idea, a lot.”
“But not this time.” Len got to his feet, covering the two of us in his shadow, a wall of muscle between us and the door and the rest of the world. “This time is all about you, baby. You gonna take my knot?”
“You said you wouldn’t knot me, not until it meant something,” I said, some residual wariness rising.
He smiled, chucking me under the chin.
“That’s right, omega, because this does. You’re getting me.” The smile faded. “All of me and all of Tris. You ready for that?”
Why did I feel like I’d been waiting my whole life for someone to ask that, but never knew it was needed? I wavered slightly, his words, Tris, everything hitting me hard. I was just a fucking omega, blown hither and thither by my emotions and my instincts, and right now, they screamed one thing.
“Yes.”
“Surrender to us then, love.” He moved in close, pushing my hair back over my shoulder, then gently collaring my throat with his hand. “Surrender to everything we’ve got, because we’ve got you.”