Lola & the Millionaires: Part One (Sweet Omegaverse #2)(88)

“Oh fuck,” Rake cried. “Oh, god, Lola. I’m gonna—” His body bowed, throat flexed and strained as he let out a strangled cry, heat and slick bursting inside of me.

I giggled and rode him harder, letting my clit crash against his skin. He bucked into the feeling, one arm wrapping around my hips while the other reached a hand up into my hair, tangling it in his fist and pulling the way I liked.

“Get her bra off. I wanna suck her pretty tits,” Rake rasped.

Leo followed the orders quickly, dropping the bra down my arms, not even pulling it off me before Rake was bowing forward, lips wrapping around one nipple. He sucked like he was trying to pull an orgasm up from where we were connected right through my breast, and a moment later I thought he might succeed, a throb starting in my core that made my toes curl and my hands clench in the mattress.

“Turning it up,” Leo said, and I gasped on a silent scream as the vibration thrummed, harder and fuller, even deeper inside of me.

Rake’s knees bent, heels in the mattress forcing himself up in rough thrusts, his hands holding me for the taking. I heard a groan from the corner and my eyes fell shut, resisting the urge to look, to see Cyrus and Caleb watching me with their omega. Their stares were hot on my side, Leo’s hands soft on my spine, helping me keep pace even as my legs trembled.

Rake switched breasts, teeth scraping roughly, his angle shifting deeper inside of me, and I came in a sudden crash, like lightning snapping through my veins, tickling and scorching at the same time. Rake joined me with a moan against my chest, the wet rush gushing out between us. He pushed up, wanting me on my back, but Leo helped me hold him down.

“Not yet, babe,” Leo said.

Leo’s hands soothed my trembling back, and then cupped my ass. They moved lower again, making Rake moan and thrash, and then trailed up. His fingertips slid between my cheeks, and I stiffened as Rake carried on fucking up into me, breathless moans hitching with every slapping connection of our skin. Leo teased a slick finger against the sensitive skin of my ass, pressing softly against my hole.

“More or less?” Leo spoke into my ear, settling close and making sure I could see him when I turned my head.

I held my breath and looked down. Rake was underneath me, falling back into the mattress, his hands moving to my chest to hold my breasts and massage them as his pace slowed, and he stared at where we were joined. And it was Leo behind me, offering me more, more connection with the both of them, more pleasure. I was safe.

“More,” I said.

Leo’s lips pressed to my spine, and his fingers took the same path, gathering the combined release that slipped out from me and using it to dip the tip of his finger into my hole. I relaxed onto Rake’s chest, the vibration of the lock humming against my clit as he stroked steadily inside of me, and sighed as Leo teased me open.

We’d been testing this next step for ourselves for weeks now. I wasn’t shy about the idea, although the reality of being pinned between two bodies sometimes threw me back into dark places. But there was nothing about this moment that reminded me of my nights with the Hangmen. Rake’s nest was too full of the scents of people I cared about, people who cared about me.

“I want you, I want you both,” I moaned, rocking off of Rake and toward Leo, ready and waiting.





Twenty-Eight





Leo





I swallowed hard, watching my fingers sink into and stretch Lola. Caleb had tossed me the lube, and I was using it liberally on her and myself to get her ready.

She’d said that she was open to this, to taking me and Rake at the same time—and I’d nearly had a heart attack the day I’d seen her and Rake in the shower together, a little bright pink plug peeking out of Lola’s ass. It was now just a matter of whether or not any unexpected anxieties crept up. Looking down at her as she whimpered and rocked on top of Rake, their mouths fused together and hands holding tight to one another, I was fairly certain tonight was a good time to test the idea. The room was thick with the sexual frenzy of the days of heat, and the last time Lola had looked at me, her eyes had been dilated with arousal.

I wished I had a bond connecting me to her the way I did with Caleb and Rake. Rake was like a constant pulse in my cock, refusing to let me escape the frenzy of the heat until he was done with it too. And Caleb…

I glanced at him, found his lips parted and tongue darting out to wet them as he watched me kneel between Lola and Rake’s legs. He was like a sensitive nerve in my heart, aching to be closer, to be in the midst of our trio. I’d caught little snippets of wanting from him for the past month or so, and with it confusion and worry, even little moments of jealousy. It was coming together now. Caleb wanted Lola. I could’ve crowed with happiness.

Lola was falling into an open place in our pack that I’d previously only thought of as comfortable breathing room. We loved each other, but we gave each other space to move in and out of the pack. We revolved around Rake the way packs did around their omega; he was our sun to orbit. But Lola was like a magnetic force, drawing us in and holding us together, creating one planet out of many.

She had no idea.

“God, Leo, please,” Lola whined, rocking back against my fingers. The heat was riding her now too, removing the usual anxiety of this act from her shoulders.

“That’s it gorgeous,” I said, beaming down at her as she started to race over Rake’s cock. She was working up to another orgasm, and there was no way I was gonna miss that feeling. I pulled my fingers free, and Lola gasped. “Ready?”