Grayson’s large hand grips my hip as the other glides across my spine. I can feel him watching my body in awe as he drags his hand down my spine and slowly inserts two fingers inside of me. His movements are slow and calculated, enough to tease and prepare me, but not enough to make me come. I moan as he increases his speed and take Dean deeply down into my throat.
“Always so wet for me, Liv. Do you remember what I told you? That I wanted you needy, wet, and happy for me. You please me so much, sweetheart. I’m about to come just looking at this dripping pussy,” Grayson says in a husky voice.
Dean’s grip on my hair tightens as Grayson thrusts into me. I gasp around Dean’s cock and he groans. “Good girl, Livy. Fuck, you’re always so pretty when you’re full, aren’t you?”
“So fucking perfect and beautiful. How does she feel, Dean?” Grayson asks, and my heart races. The dirty talking and praise is bringing me so close.
“So good, I love having these perfect lips wrapped around me,” Dean says.
Dean reaches between us and starts rubbing my clit as Grayson’s thrusts increase in pace. His grip around my hips is damn near bruising and just as soon as I think it can’t feel any better than it does, Grayson pushes his knot inside of me.
It causes me to remove my mouth from Dean and push my face against his thigh. He strokes my hair as Grayson fucks me without reining any piece of himself in. I love it when he loses control like this.
“Good girl, you take daddy’s cock so well.” Grayson’s words and the pressure nearly have me there.I’m so close. So fucking close. Suddenly, he groans and his knot reaches its full size and he comes inside of me. He groans again and wraps his hands around my collarbone and waist as I sit on his lap where we are connected.
A groggy River walks toward us and huffs. “No one thought to wake me up?” he asks.
“Sorry, it just kinda happened,” I say, and he smiles at me. I’ve learned that none of them can really be mad at me for long, so I tend to take the blame for most things.
“You’re just in time. Liv and I haven’t finished, anyway,” Dean says while smirking at River. He gets off the couch and grabs River by the throat and places a crushing kiss against his lips. It makes a shallow moan leave my throat, and Grayson’s hands part my thighs, exposing me.
Dean looks over at us and smiles while still holding River. “You know she likes to watch, baby. You want to give our Omega a little show?”
“Is that what you want, angel?” River asks me, and I nod my head in agreement.
Dean walks away briefly and comes back to the room with a lube packet. He slides River’s sweat pants down, which River helps him remove by picking up his feet. River is already hard as the tip of him weeps with pre-cum and the barbells along the base of his shaft glisten. Dean jerks him a few times before he gets on his knees and parts River’s ass to prepare him. River groans as one of his hands grabs the wall to hold himself up, and he uses the other to stoke himself.
Dean uses his tongue on River’s ass, and I nearly combust into a different stratosphere. My sudden movement makes Grayson groan against the side of my neck. We’re still fully locked together and that doesn’t appear to be changing any time soon.
“Open your legs for daddy,” Grayson whispers in my ear and it makes me shiver. I follow directions and open my legs even wider, so they are resting on the outside of his thighs. He hums in approval, and I feel his dick twitch inside of me. His fingers slide against my wetness and he eagerly rubs my clit while I watch Dean and River.
Dean has stopped rimming River and is now standing behind him, using his fingers.
“Look how fucking beautiful he looks, Liv,” Dean says in a husky voice, and I look deeply into River’s eyes.
“He’s perfect,” I nearly whisper as Grayson quickens his movements against my clit.
River groans and starts stroking himself more aggressively.
“Deep breath, baby,” Dean says behind River before he enters him inch by inch. Pure bliss is written all over River’s face and Dean goes deeper and deeper. One of Dean’s hands collars River’s throat and the other is wrapped around his torso. River continues to glide his hands along his cock while Dean fucks him from behind.
“Are you going to come on my cock from watching your mates, sweetheart?” Grayson says.
“Yes,” I reply in between pants. “Dean?” I look over at my Alpha and Beta and I can’t help but want to touch and be with them too. As much as I love to watch, I love touching more.
“Yeah… baby?” He says, his amber eyes meeting mine. Sweat is rolling down his forehead and his bottom lip is tucked between his teeth.
“Can you move over here?”
They weren’t far away, but I can’t help it.I need to touch.River and Dean move closer to the couch and River can put one hand on the overhead compartment while his other hand touches my chin. He gives me a chaste kiss before standing up to his full height. I take his cock in my hand and take over the movement along his length.
Grayson circles my clit more vehemently while Dean picks up the pace of his thrusts into River. Dean is basically controlling the movement of me stroking River.
“Fuck, I’m going to come again,” Grayson rasps from behind me. His hand is nearly frantic against my clit as the sensation hits me.
Between my building orgasm and the visual sensory of watching River and Dean, I can’t hold it back anymore. I scream and Grayson’s other hand clamps around my mouth to soften the noise. My pussy clenches against his swollen knot, making the orgasm last even longer. I feel the warm spurts of his cum hitting deep inside me, and I can’t stop from hitting the edge repeatedly. His heavy breaths and low groans in my ear only turn me on even more.
My grip around River’s cock is so tight as he watches with his lips parted and eyes wide as I rupture. He groans as a trail of his cum leaves his perfect cock and lands on top of my chest. He moans and pants heavily while trying to hold himself up into a standing position. Dean’s hand grabs him tightly around his chest as he thrusts into him so brutally, making River gasp. It’s only after three more pumps that Dean is following the rest of us in orgasmic bliss. His eyebrows furrow, and he places his forehead against River’s shoulder as he attempts to catch his breath.