Page 88 of In Too Deep
I hum my affirmative answer, and I feel Logan tense and relax under me. Oli chuckles and smirks, shaking his head before turning back to Eli.
“Tori is going to tell you when you come tonight, pet. But since it’s impolite for one to speak with their mouth full…well, it seems like you’re not going to come for a while,” Oli says with a sadistic little chuckle, then gives me a wink.
I’m tempted to roll my eyes, but Logan’s hand trails down my side, raising goosebumps as he goes. I close my eyes and let myself feel, wrapping the hand not pinned under my body around the base of Logan’s cock, not moving or squeezing, but mostly to hold it still and in position for me.
“Well, if this isn’t a sight for sore eyes,” Spencer drawls.
I raise my head to see him kneeling in the entrance of my nest, his gaze moving back and forth between me and Eli. I glance over at the others and find Eli taking a deep green dildo—not a thick one, by any means—angled sharply to hit his prostate with each lazy thrust of Oli’s hand.
“Tori’s supposed to be the only one watching tonight. So why don’t you make yourself useful and play with her pussy for me?” Logan says, almost casual enough that he could have asked for Spencer to grab him a beer from the fridge.
I moan as Spencer eagerly agrees, crawling across the mattress until he’s on his stomach, propped up slightly on his elbows as he lowers his head toward the apex of my thighs.
“You get to come as many times as you want, princess,” Oli says, tone significantly softer as he’s addressing me.
“And I want to hear it every time,” Logan adds, looking down at me with a pointed stare.
I nod as much as I can as my mind already whirls and belly clenches in anticipation. Spencer’s nose traces the joint between my hips and thighs, making me shiver. His cheeks are pebbled with the first hints of facial hair, a rough texture against my inner thighs that only makes my belly clench harder. The first brush of Spencer’s tongue is teasing, hardly any pressure as it skims my outer folds, but I’m so sensitive that it still makes me sigh. He does it a few more times before reaching up with one hand to spread my lips apart. Groaning and purring, his tongue swipes a wide stripe from my asshole to my clit.
“Fuck, you taste incredible,” Spencer mumbles against my entrance, almost to himself.
My eyes roll back into my head as he latches onto my clit, sucking and licking in earnest now and driving me crazy. I whimper around Logan’s cock, breathing hard through my nose. It takes more mental effort than I would have assumed to staystill and not bob on his length, an effort not helped as Logan’s fingers find my nipples and play with them like his personal fidget toys.
As Spencer takes me higher and higher, my legs shake and my eyes drift down, locking with Eli’s as Oli drives a thick silicone toy deep into his ass. His silver-blue irises are thin rings around his blown-out pupils, the bridge of his nose and cheekbones painted with the brightest red. He lets out a low moan as Oli shifts the angle of the toy, no doubt finding his sweet spot.
“It’s too much. I’m gonna — You’re gonna—” Eli babbles, words slurring slightly as his accent comes forward.
When Oli pulls the toy out completely, he lets out a desperate whine that goes right between my thighs, and I gasp, my orgasm washing over me in a slow wave from nowhere. I look up at Logan, moaning as Spencer refuses to let up. Even worse is when he slides a finger into my slit, curling it just right to make me see stars.
“Are you coming all over Spence’s face for me, baby girl?” Logan coos, taking one of my breasts more fully in his hand and squeezing it just right.
I nod, body trembling as it tenses for another release. I try to squirm, but Spencer’s weight has settled over my pelvis, and Logan’s arm is draped heavily over my ribcage, making escape impossible. So when the next orgasm crests, I can only screw my eyes closed and try my best not to not clamp my teeth down around Logan’s cock.
“She’s so pretty when she comes, isn’t she,” Oli muses, less of a question than a statement.
“Yes, sir. The prettiest omega in the world,” Eli replies.
“Good boy. I think you’ve earned a little reward.”
Spencer slows his oral assault, letting me come down from the high, licking me clean with slow, deliberate movements that feel like heaven on my sensitive pussy. He gives my inner thighone last kiss before pulling back and allowing me to roll back onto my side. Logan pets my hair as he helps me readjust, never once taking my mouth off his cock. I told him I’d be good, and that means following his instructions until I’m told to stop. Though I can’t deny the hollow feeling creeping up my spine, an ache forming between my thighs despite the two back-to-back orgasms.
Thankfully, I’m distracted from my own need as I watch Spencer crawl over to Oli and then rise onto his knees, claiming Oli’s mouth in a heated kiss. Their pelvises are partially blocked by Eli, but I can hear the snap of a cap followed by the wet slide of lube on skin. Eli twists slightly and groans, a needy but excited sound that I can relate to all too well. I try to shift to see better, but that would mean removing my mouth from Logan’s cock.
Oli mutters something I can’t hear against Spencer’s lips, pulling them up into a devious grin before he turns around and manhandles Eli onto his back. For his part, Eli doesn’t fight him, but there’s a little slump in his shoulders when his face ends up between Spencer’s spread knees.
“You’re gonna watch me stretch out BlackJack’s hole with my cock,” Oli says, looking down over Spencer’s shoulder at Eli’s grumpy frown.
“How is that a treat?” he gripes, adjusting his still bound arms under his body.
Oli’s eyes flick up, not connecting with mine, but going over my head. The silent exchange happens so fast that I don’t get a chance to read Oli’s expression before he’s looking down at Eli again. But then Logan’s hand comes up to the back of my neck, gripping tight as he pulls me off his cock and level with his face. His eyes are dark but shining with silent praise, which has me smiling, too.
“Because Tori’s going to play with your cock. Well…as much as she can manage, anyway.”
My eyebrows flick down in confusion for a moment, but then Logan kisses me soundly, his hands going to my hips to pull me into his lap before turning me back around and settling me onto my knees. I try to reach forward for Eli’s cock, but I’m only able to reach the middle of his thighs. And as I try to crawl forward, Logan has my hips in his hands, and his cock pushes all the way into my pussy, knocking the air out of me.
“Go on, baby girl. You hear Ace. Try to play with that alpha cock,” Logan encourages, not moving his hips to let me adjust to the sudden intrusion.
I grit my teeth as I pull myself forward, reaching and stretching, which pulls me off Logan’s cock, his piercings dragging perfectly over my walls. I brush my fingers against Eli’s balls before Logan pulls me back down his length, forcing a long, low moan from my lungs. Over and over, I try to reach Eli’s cock, each time getting a little closer before Logan pulls me away. Spencer gasps as Oli enters him for the first time, but I’m too focused on trying to do as I’ve been told.