“I want both of you so bad.”
“Lie down on the bed,” Shyla instructs, and I eagerly follow her directions. Lying down on the dark sheets as Emmett crawls on top of me. I’m not sure when he put the condom on, but he wasted no time.
“You’re so beautiful, Kelsey,” he tells me, leaving sweet little kisses up my thighs, on my hips, and lastly on my mouth. He swipes the head of his cock against my oh so ready pussy, teasing me. I wrap my ankles around his ass and dig my heels in, urging him to move. “Be careful. You know how much I like to be bossed around.”
“Fuck me hard, Emmett.”
He groans into my neck as he fills me completely with his length in one hard thrust, making me moan. “That’s a beautiful sound,” he says as he braces himself on his knees, clearly making room for Shyla. I want to make her feel so good, show her what a good Omega I am. How I can listen to direction and make her feel just as amazing as she made me feel.
But first my Beta needs some attention. I trail my nails down his chest and he shivers. I’m not lost on the fact he can’t keep his eyes off my breasts as they bounce with each thrust. He eagerly rolls my nipples with his pointer finger and thumb, making me moan.
“These fucking tits,” he says between panting breaths.
“You feel so good, Emmett. Don’t stop.”
He grabs my thigh hard, the hardest he’s touched me and I whine, wanting more. I need more. I want whatever they are willing to give.
“Please,” I beg.
“Please what?”
“Please don’t stop.”
“You need more, sugar?” He doesn’t let me answer as his pace becomes near brutal, making my vision hazy and my hands wrap around his wrists.
Somehow I nearly forgot about Shyla with how hard he was fucking me. The heady scent of a rainy day brings me back to the present and I catch her beautiful gaze. She’s touching herself as she watches us, and I can’t help but smile.
“You ready for me, sweet girl?” Shyla asks, always checking in, making sure this is what I want.
“So bad,” I tell her.
Emmett stalls his thrusts for a moment as Shyla straddles my face. Her hands wrapped around the headboard as my hands fist her ass, and I bring her pussy to my lips. She tastes unreal. Alpha females don’t produce slick, but fuck if their release isn’t addictive. I tentatively knead her ass as I swipe through her wetness. The sound she makes is feminine while also having a slight Alpha bark to it, causing me to release more slick.
Emmett’s one hand is wrapped around my waist, as his other hand covers mine on top of Shyla’s ass. “She must like your pussy, Alpha. She just gushed all over my cock,” Emmett says, and Shyla and I moan at the same time. He fucks me harder and the noise in the nest is obscene, the squelching of Emmett fucking me and the sucking noises of Shyla riding my face.
She moves her hips back and forth, directing me where she wants my tongue. “Such a good girl. You want to make your Alpha come, don’t you?”
I groan into her pussy, sucking harder on her clit. Everyone’s release is getting closer and closer. I hum against Shyla’s cunt as I try to take Emmett’s cock fucking in and out of me. His thumb rubs circles against my clit as his cock hits me in the right spot. I find myself mewling against Shyla’s pussy as Emmett focuses on my noises of pleasure, noting I’m loving everything he does to me. Like the over achiever I am, I come first. My over sensitive pussy clenching around Emmett’s length. My release has me frantically eating Shyla out with no finesse whatsoever. It’s not until one of her hands comes and fists my hair do I realize she’s coming, the musky taste of her orgasm filling my mouth. Emmett’s grip is brutal on my hip as he moans and finishes inside of me. I can feel his cock twitch and I wish more than anything we would have ditched the condom so I could have felt his warm release. Both of their touches against my skin are gentle. None of us moving right away. Emmett rubs smooth circles against my hips that he was gripping for dear life and Shyla pets down my hair. This feels far more intimate than a one night stand ever should.
We’re all in absolute shambles. As Shyla climbs off of me, Emmett stands to tie and throw the condom away. I feel like my slick is over everyone. My hair probably looks like a rat’s nest, but I don’t care.
What happens now? Do they say thanks for the fuck and leave? I really hope not.
Shyla reads me so well as she looks me over. “You’re in charge here, Kelsey. We can leave, but I’d really like to stay.”
“Stay,” I say way too eagerly and she smiles back at me.
“Do you want to shower?”
“No, we can sleep in my room, with this being a mess.”
“Okay,” she says, and we all walk down the hallway completely naked. I’m grateful my brother isn’t home for more reasons than one now. Mostly for the epic and loud threesome I just had in my nest. I open the door to my bedroom and cringe. The bed is like a cocoon of blankets and pillows. I did splurge and get myself a king sized bed. What can I say, Omegas like comfort and space. I’m thankful for that decision now, when I have two people spending the night.
“This is sweet,” Emmett says, taking my hand and leading me to the bed. I plant myself in the middle as Emmett crawls in on one side and Shyla on the other. Fuck, I forgot what it was like to sleep next to someone. This is so nice.
Shyla wraps her body around mine as I place my head on Emmett’s chest. I hold on to Shyla’s arm around my waist and I sigh. This is what I have been missing.
“Can we take you out on a proper date soon?” Shyla asks, speaking slightly into my hair.