Page 29 of Perfectly Yours
“Yes, goddess, yes.”
His fingers swipe through my folds, his other hand gently wrapping around the front of my neck. Who knew a man holding my throat could be so fucking sexy? I didn’t but I’m all for it. Savin moves between our legs and bends forward to kiss me, immediately finding my tongue to suck on the bar. His hands find my tits, mercilessly squeezing and flicking the piercings until I’m trembling with the need to release.
Macon’s cock is thick against my ass as he plunges those two fingers inside of me, shallowly pumping in and out as I try to meet every thrust. The combination of their scents and attention has me grabbing onto Savin, moaning each time Macon thrusts a little harder.
“I’m gonna-”
Savin’s kiss cuts me off as Macon tells me exactly how this night is going to play out. “You’re going to cream all over my fingers, baby girl, and then Savin is going to lick them clean. Then we’re going to eat before we do this all over again. Goddess, I can’t stop thinking about the way you squeezed my fucking knot.”
His words have me melting between them, my orgasm tearing through me. Savin swallows my sounds, Macon still pumping into my sex as my body shudders with pleasure. They hold me as I come down from my high, still shaking and flushed from the orgasm. My head lolls back onto Macon’s shoulder, the Alpha placing a sweet kiss on my cheek. “Ready to eat?”
Savin drags Macon’s hands from my shorts, making a show of it as he licks his Alpha’s fingers clean. “I call eating you for dessert,” he mumbles around the digits in his mouth.
“I’m not saying no to that.” I shimmy off of Macon’s lap and return to my stool but not before my gaze snags on the thick bulge between the Alpha’s thighs. I lick my lips unconsciously, only stopping when both men seem to freeze.
Macon reaches down to grip himself, raising an eyebrow. “After dinner, Ellie. I’ll make sure you’re stuffed absolutely everywhere if that’s your desire.” My cheeks flame and the Alpha chuckles, patting my thigh. “Not ready for that. Got it.”
“Yet,” I whisper.
They freeze again and I raise my head, my body still thrumming with energy. Maybe it’s the pheromones or the confidence that maybe this stupid plan can work that has me spilling a fantasy I never would have otherwise indulged. “I’m not ready yet.” The thought of both of their cocks stuffed in my pussy has me shoving my hands between my thighs and gesturing to the microwave. “Is it ready yet?” I need a distraction.
Because somehow I have agreed to work for the Astors by day and date them by night. This isn’t going to work. But if it does? Maybe I can prove to myself that desire and love goes far beyond bonds and mates.
Chapter twenty-two
ELLIE
Dinner passes in a flurry of laughter and stories of how Macon and Savin met and many of the incidents they’ve been through. Their life in the public eye became one of the main topics, including when Savin stepped away from the limelight. Sadness overshadowed that part of the conversation but I realized that as much as everyone wanted to see these wonderful men in all their glory, I wanted the true version of them. The reality, the nitty gritty. The personas outside of the public eye revealed themselves with every second we spent together and I found men I could trust.
I found men that would be so fucking easy to fall in love with.
By the time we made our way over to the couch with mint blueberry gelato and a strawberry shortcake that looked like it cost a fortune, I couldn’t imagine a life without these two.
Unfortunately, I still don’t know how to tell if it’s infatuation or true emotion.
I scrape the bottom of my bowl, pleasantly surprised to have enjoyed Savin’s favorite dessert, even more so when it soothes my upset stomach. Macon turned his nose up at it, finding the cake a proper substitute. Someone lays a hand on my ankle and I look up to see Macon reaching across Savin to grab my attention. “Ellie, are you alright?”
“Yeah, just thinking.” My eyes widen as Savin’s scent sweetens, my attention turning to the Omega between us who is nearly vibrating. His arousal hits me next, a low groan falling from my lips. “That’s… a rush.” My nipples pebble against the large shirt and I’m tempted to shove my hand down my pants to relieve the sudden need. People have explained what being around an Omega in heat is like but this is nothing like stepping into Savin’s room earlier.
Savin rolls on over to me, doling out sloppy kisses as he grabs the waistband of my shorts, intending to undress me without another thought. Macon holds him back by the scruff of his neck, the Omega hovering over me half-naked, both of their control wavering. “Ellie, is this what you want?”
“Yes.”
The word is barely out of my mouth before Savin has my pants down, his cock out, and is sliding into me, my thighs tightly pressed into his waist. The movement has us sliding onto the floor, Savin wildly pumping in and out of my pussy as he chases an orgasm. Sweat beads on his forehead and the best I can do is hold onto him. His hands move to grab my tits, playing with them and I groan, the sensitivity shooting a mixture of pain and pleasure through me.
My fingers dig into his back as I shatter around his cock, Savin still furiously fucking into me as he lets go. The poor Omega is still snapping his hips against mine, the squelch of our release easing the slide.
“Knot, knot, knot,” Savin begins to chant, those expressive eyes wild and unhinged as he takes the pleasure he needs. Macon saddles up against his back, slowing his movements with a firm grip on his hip. Savin’s whimpers and cries begin to heighten as his perfume floods the room. A smile of wonder and happiness spreads across Macon’s face as he bends over his Omega’s shoulder to meet my gaze.
I look at him through half-lidded eyes, half gone already and seconds away from another orgasm. “Hi, Alpha.” The word just slips from my lips but it feels right.
“Hey, baby girl. You ready for more?”
“Mmm.”
“That’s not an answer because Savin needs a knot. He’s also not done with you yet so I was planning to fuck Savin deeper into you until I hear both of you screaming my name.”
Savin is in immediate agreement, wiggling between us, throwing me over the edge. My head falls back to the carpet as I cling to him, my body shaking with pleasure. His lips dip to my throat, sucking on my gland and drawing out the orgasm. Macon is still waiting for an answer but I can’t focus on anything other than the way my pussy seems to suck Savin farther in, milking him dry until we’re both whimpering for more.