She responds immediately, her hands coming up to frame my face as our lips meet. It's gentle at first, almost hesitant, like she's afraid I might break. But I'm already broken, shattered into pieces by this heat that's rewriting everything I thought I knew about myself. So I deepen the kiss, licking into her mouth with a desperation that makes her gasp.
"Darren," she breathes against my lips, and the sound goes straight to my cock.
"Need you," I admit, the words torn from somewhere deep. "Please, Lex. I need?—"
"I know," she soothes, her hands already working at my shirt. "I'm here."
Clothes disappear with fumbling urgency. My hands shake as I help her out of her bra, revealing perfect breasts that make my mouth water. Suddenly, all I care about is the way she gasps when I take a nipple into my mouth, the way her back arches to press closer.
"So good," I mumble against her skin, drunk on the taste of her. "You're so fucking perfect, Lexie."
Her hands tangle in my hair, holding me close as I worship her breasts with lips and tongue and just a hint of teeth. Every sound she makes goes straight to my core, where that empty ache is building to unbearable levels.
"Let me take care of you, too," Lexie says, gently pushing me back against the nest. "Let me make you feel good."
Lexie's fingers trail down my chest, over my stomach, finally reaching where I need her most. The first touch to my cock makes me cry out, hips bucking up desperately.
"Fuck," I groan, my head falling back as her hand wraps around me. She knows exactly how to touch me, exactly how much pressure to use. It's like she's memorized every fucking inch of me in the short time we've been together.
"That's it," she murmurs, her voice low and sultry in a way that makes my balls tighten.
I'm aware of Jax and Aidan watching from their chairs, can feel the heat of their gazes amplifying the fire burning in my core. It should make me uncomfortable. Instead, it makes me harder, makes that empty ache inside me pulse with need.
"Use your mouth," I hear myself say, the words coming out rougher than intended. "Please, Lex. Need to feel your mouth on me."
She doesn't hesitate, just shifts down my body with a grace that makes my heart pound. When her lips wrap around the head of my cock, I have to bite back a shout. The wet heat of her mouth is almost too much after the intensity of the heat building in my system.
"Damn" Aidan breathes from his chair, and I force my eyes open to look at him. He's gripping the armrests so hard his knuckles are white, his green eyes dark with want as he watches Lexie work me over.
Jax is more controlled, but I can see it in the way his gray eyes track every movement of Lexie's head as she takes me deeper. The captain's always been good at keeping his shit together, but even he has limits.
"So fucking beautiful," I manage to say, my hand tangling in Lexie's hair. Not to control, just to touch, to ground myself in her realness while my body feels like it's coming apart at the seams.
She hums around me, the vibration making my hips jerk up involuntarily. She takes it in stride, relaxing her throat to take me deeper, and fuck, how did I get so lucky?
The heat is building again, not just arousal but that deep, insatiable need that apparently comes with being an omega. It feels like I'll explode if I don't get what I need soon. But what I need... fuck, I'm not even sure I can put it into words.
"I need..." I start, then stop, frustrated by my inability to articulate what my body is screaming for.
Lexie pulls off with a wet pop, her lips swollen and glistening. "What do you need, Darren? Tell me."
"I don't know," I admit, hating how lost I sound. "I need... more. Need to be inside you, but I also need..." My eyes drift to Jax and Aidan, and the words stick in my throat.
"Them?" she asks, no judgment in her voice. "You need them too?"
I nod, unable to form words past the lump in my throat. This is it. This is where she realizes I'm not the alpha-adjacent beta she thought she was getting. This is where she sees me for what I really am, an omega who needs his alphas, who craves their touch and their knots and their?—
"Then we should invite them over," she says simply, like it's the most natural thing in the world. "If that's what you want."
I stare at her, unable to process her easy acceptance. "You're not... it doesn't bother you?"
"Why would it bother me?" She tilts her head, as if she's genuinely curious. "They're your pack.Ourpack. And watching you with them..." A pretty blush spreads across her cheeks. "Let's just say I'm not opposed to the idea."
Holy fuck. She's into it. My perfect, beautiful beta girlfriend is turned on by the idea of watching me with my packmates. If I wasn't already in love with her, this would seal the deal.
"Come here," I say to Jax and Aidan, my voice steadier than I expected. "Both of you."
They move immediately, like they've been waiting for permission. The bed dips as they join us, and suddenly I'm surrounded by scents and warmth. Jax settles on my left, Aidan on my right, with Lexie still between my legs.
