Page 15 of Pack’s Prize

And everything was heightened with her here, in the room with us, her warm brown eyes molten as she stared hungrily at me, at Michael, pink lips parted and breath perfuming the room with her scent. Theo was whispering something in her ear, and whatever it was made her chest heave against his hands. How he wasn’t fucking her senseless, I didn’t know–her dress was riding up as she squirmed on Theo’s lap, and I could see the glistening wetness on the inside of her thighs. She would be been as desperate for it as I was right now, wanting, as I did, the stretch and burn and fullness–

“Ah– ah–” I said, my hips stuttering too,sososocloseto release. Michael sat back on his heels instantly, squeezing down hard on my shaft, and I winced, snapping my head away from the dangerously tantalizing sight of Ava.

“I don’t think so, Elias,” he growled, then a slow grin spread over his face. His lips were red and wet with spit. “Did you forget you have an omega to satisfy?”

I looked back at Ava, at her flushed face, her small waist and soft curves. How shamelessly she had watched us together–was it me or Michael she was so desperate for?

Or… both.

She was an omega–she wanted us all.Neededus, even.

And I, for one…

I needed her.

Exactly this second, if my cock had anything to say about it.

But I was beginning to believe that I would need her tomorrow, too, and the next day… and every day after that.

CHAPTERSEVENTEEN

Ava

I’d wanted to watch–I’dasked for it, even–but I hadn’t realized until Elias’s eyes locked on mine and his hips lurchedjust how much I would love it.Michael’s right hand clamped down on Elias’s stiff, purple cock, his left having disappeared between his legs, somewhere I’d never known an alpha to allow another to enter.

I, too, was close to the edge, embarrassingly so given how little had happened: Theo had kissed my neck, touched my breasts, my stomach. We hadn’t gone past second base, as I would have called it when I was younger, and yet I could feel my clit throbbing under my sodden panties, begging to be touched. For more.

Michael had stood, still in his unzipped dress pants, although now I could see the bulge of his cock jutting against them. He’d liked that just as much as Elias had, I thought, noting also the wet spot on the front of his tight black boxer briefs. He was nearly as wet as I was. Or… maybe not: the alpha now strode to stand between my legs, bending down so his face was level with mine.

He kept his eyes on mine as he dragged his right hand up from my knee, to the hem of my short dress, barely covering anything at this point, and–

Yes, there, there, finally–

He slipped his knuckles along the outside of my panties, tracing lightly over my folds through the cloth.

“Please,” I moaned, unashamed, as he drew his fingers away wet and sticky with my slick, gazing at them.

“You want him, omega,” he said, and I nodded, panting. I wasn’t sure who he was even talking about, and it wasn’t even a question, but I didn’t care: the answer wasyes.

“Even after–” A flash of some complicated emotion made his mouth twist, and he cut himself off. “You reallyarethe perfect omega, aren’t you?” He schooled his face into a smirk, lids half-closed, and cupped my cheek with his sticky hand, slick smearing on skin. “Perfect, yes… But can you be agoodgirl for your alphas?”

“Oh,” I said, momentarily dazed. My stomach flip flopped, and another gush of slick made Theo groan behind me. His cock throbbed against my ass, and I wanted it inside me, wanted to feel it.

“Oh,” I said again, twisting my head in Michael’s hand so his thumb dipped into my mouth. I twisted my tongue around his first knuckle, and sucked, dragging my eyes up to meet his just as I released his finger with a wet pop. “I can be suchaverygood girl.”

Elias swore softly from the bed, and Michael’s smirk grew broader.

“Now you’ve done it, omega. Making Elias curse like that..?” He raised his brows, then jerked his head at the bed. “It’s been a long time since he’s had an omega, Ava, don’t make him wait any longer.”

“Wait,” said Theo, but all he did was unzip my dress the rest of the way, slipping it down as far as he could while I still sat spread over his lap. His hands grasped my hips, helping me to stand, and he slid it down the rest of the way so that I stood in just my bra and panties and the heels I’d worn to dinner.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he said from behind me, but all I could see was Elias, staring at me from the bed, one hand on his thick cock, stroking up and down from his flushed purple head to his knot.

“Ava,” he growled, but it sounded likemine.

Mine, mine, mine.

I stepped out of the shoes and walked over, waiting for someone to do something, to pounce, but they all seemed frozen in time, even as I peeled off my bra and my sodden thong and crawled onto the bed. I laid my head on the pillow, breathing in Elias’s cedar musk, and he lowered himself onto my body, his tree-trunk thighs on either side of one of my own, the muscles of his chest rippling as he propped himself up over me with one hand, reaching down with the other to align his cock with my entrance, and it was if the night suddenly stopped--