Yanking the shorts off, he groans, “You’re dripping.”
He can resist teasing his rim with a single finger, smirking when Nix sobs. “You want something here too, don’t you?”
With a wild nod, his hips fuck down, trying to get Gideon’s fingers where he needs them most.
Before he can drop the shorts to the grass, Grayson grabs holding them to his nose and breathing deeply.
The crotch of Nix’s shorts was already soaked—and only getting more so as Grayson nurses on the wettest parts. “Thisis ambrosia. Fuck.”
“Did you hear Gray, kitten? You taste like heaven.”
Gideon slides two fingers into Nix’s fluttering hole, pumping slowly and watching the glistening rim clench as he drags them out. Turning his hand, he rubs the tips of his fingers over the tiny bundle of nerves, causing Nix to buck and shiver.
“Fuck Nixie, you’re so greedy,” Rowan groans, pumping his still-hard cock faster. “Bet you’d take us all if we let you.”
A moan escapes Nix at the mere suggestion and Gideon can’t lie—the mental image of their omega, ass-up over the back of the bench, begging for the whole pack to fuck him one after the other, is as hot as anything Gideon has dreamed since Nix came into their lives.
Shifting forward Gideon leans forward so he can get his mate’s dick in his mouth as he adds a third finger.
With his other hand he jerks his own cock hard and fast, he wants to come with Nix. Soon after, Grayson’s cool fingers—soft and teasing.
“Harder, Gray. Make me come,” Gideon demands.
Grayson sinks his teeth into Gideon’s shoulder, beside the strap of his tank top, in mild resistance at being told what to do—but he does as asked, anyway.
He’s glad because Nix’s hips are pumping up, trying to find Gideon’s mouth again. It’s desperate, and it ratchets Gideon’s desire up tenfold.
“You want to come again, omega?”
Nix keens and doesn’t stop thrusting up erratically. Rowan has taken to nursing on one distended nipple—alternating between flicking it with his tongue and sucking until Nix holds his head with an iron grip in his hair.
“So desperate. So pretty when you want to come, kitten. You make us all so hard. I think Finn might come again—won’t you, puppy? Are you imagining how wet he is? How hot he is inside?”
Nix’s slick has soaked the front of Finn’s pants, and it’s dripping onto the ground between Gideon’s knees.
He runs a finger up over Nix’s twitching thigh and offers it to Finn, who sucks it in and moans—long and low around it—twitching and moaning through his second orgasm.
Finn is stunning when he’s coming undone, red-faced with sweat beading his hairline and his blue eyes bright with desire.
“Going to come for us, kitten? Wanna comewithme? Faster, Gray. Here we go.”
Then he takes Nix’s cock in as far as he can, sucking him deep as he fucks his fingers into his tight, dripping hole.
Nix shatters, flooding Gideon’s mouth with come, his thighs shaking violently as he wails through it.
“Angel, fuck. So gorgeous. Come for us, come.”
Nix gasps and whimpers, his whole body trembling as he spills onto Gideon’s tongue, his hips twitching helplessly, still riding the aftershocks.
Gideon groans, the taste of his mate sliding down his throat.
Then Grayson twists his wrist, dragging his thumb over the tip of Gideon’s cock with a stroke that fucking destroys him.
Snarling, his whole body seizes up as his orgasm rips through him like a live wire, his cock twitching uncontrollably. His vision blurs as his own come smears across Nix’s thighs, mixing with slick.
He’s still reeling, barely aware of himself, when Grayson fists a handful of his hair and yanks him up.
Oh, they’re definitely having words about that later.
