19. Elliot

"I'll stay," I say, my words thick in my throat.

I squeeze Red's hip and look at where Graham and Tristan are tangled together on the couch. Both alphas look at me in a way I'm starting to recognize. Their gazes make my skin feel hot, and my dick twitches.

I've been hard since Red danced with Graham. Watching his long fingers roaming along her back, down over her hips, and over the swell of her ass made my mouth dry and my dick plump up between my legs. When he tugged the line of her summer dress, pulling it up enough to hint at the little white panties she's wearing, I went from half-hard to rock solid.

Then Doc asked me to dance. The smell of his rich espresso and ink mixing with Sadie's and Graham's lush garden and earth had my body responding in new ways. I always get aroused when we're together as a pack, but this time it felt different. The length of Doc's hard cock pressed against me while we were dancing, but I didn't back away. I wanted to get closer, to relax into his touch. He always has such a soothing presence, and I focus on that now, reminding myself I can explore here with my pack.

"You can change your mind at any time," Doc says.

The fact that he's checking in reassures me that I'm safe, unlocking an unseen point of tension in my chest. I don't know exactly what I want except to learn to please my omega, but I know it's more of whatever this is.

"I'm right where I want to be," I say. "If that's okay with you, Red."

"I love to watch my mates touch, but if something happens that I don't like, I promise I'll speak up."

At her easy acceptance, my heart soars with love. I kiss her lips in a quick thank you before shuffling us around until I'm lying against the arm of the couch, Sadie between my legs. She rests back against my chest and pulls my arm to circle her waist. We get comfortable, watching as the alphas kiss and lose their shirts at the other end of the couch.

Graham pulls away from Doc's lips. "Sadie, can he touch you?"

She twists around and kisses my neck, her eyes blazing. "Yes. I love it when Bear touches me."

"El? I want to play director. Will you let me?" Graham asks, his voice full of his alpha.

The sound should chafe. Alpha dominance usually makes me nervous. Not to mention, part of me feels a little like I should be embarrassed for needing someone to teach me about pleasuring our omega. But the thought of this alpha directing me through taking Red apart sets me ablaze. I want this, even if it stretches my boundaries.

"Yes," I admit, my cheeks on fire as I force myself to say the next part. "I want the words. Tell me what to do."

Graham growls, and the sound causes Sadie to squirm on my lap. The smell of her slick fills the air.

"Together, we'll pleasure our mates," Graham says.

His words make me feel more relaxed, as though this is easy and fun instead of a big intense moment I could fuck up. Graham paints the scene in a new light, and I let him. The air in the room is saturated with omega and alpha pheromones, making my body hot and the edges of the world softer.

"Run your hands along her stomach and cup her breasts. Back and forth until her nipples are hard," Graham says. He situates Doc in a mirrored position to Sadie at the other end of the couch.

I do as Graham asks, running my hand in swirling, slow circles over her stomach and around the swell of her breasts. I cup one in my hand, and Sadie sucks in a breath, her bond giving a burst of sparkling desire. I watch, enthralled, as Graham's hand traces the dips of Tristan's abs then up his solid chest to pluck and roll Doc's nipple between his fingers.

Sadie's sweet voice is laced with a sultry arousal when she says, "Doc likes that. Every time Graham tugs on his nipple, I can feel him shiver in the bond."

"Doc does like having his nipples played with. Pulled on. Sucked. Drives him crazy. Does it drive you crazy too, darlin'? I'm watching Elliot's big hand swallow your tits and the way your lips keep parting each time he grazes your nipples. Does it feel good when he teases you like that?"

I swallow, my tongue thick in my mouth and my cock so hard it feels as if it might bust through my sweats. Something about hearing Graham spell out what we're doing is driving me mad. I roll her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, back and forth, until Sadie makes a needy sound.

"Yes. He's making me wet. So is watching," Sadie says breathlessly.

"The two of you together is so fucking hot," Doc says. He never curses except when he's turned on, and the sound shoots down my spine straight to my balls.

"That's a good alpha, El. Look at how needy you're making our omega. She's panting for you. And you've got Doc cursing with how beautiful you two look."

My alpha roars inside my chest, their words lighting me up. I keep caressing her breasts, loving the feel of them in my hand and the way their words spur on my alpha. Doc sucks along Graham's neck as his mate tweaks his nipples. My own pucker under my shirt, my whole body alive with anticipation, wondering where Graham will lead us all.

"Lift her dress. Show me how turned on you've made her," Graham says, the sound dark and delicious.

I obey, my hand traveling back down over her belly and her thigh, tugging on the hem until her dress is lifted to her waist. The white of her cotton panties is blinding, pulling my eyes to the wet spot between her legs.

Graham makes a low growl in his throat, and his hand travels down Doc's chest to the edge of his jeans. I watch as those long fingers flip the button. The sound of the zipper pierces the room, adding a new layer of tension. Graham's hand disappears under the fabric, and my hips give an involuntary buck. I want to see what he's doing beneath the fabric of those jeans. My imagination runs wild, and I picture Graham's hand stuffed down my pants, pumping my cock while I suck on Sadie's clit until she comes in my mouth.

"Spread her legs. Hook them over yours," Doc's smooth voice commands.

Sadie curses as I push her knees apart, putting her center on display for her two mates. My purr begins in my chest, a deep sound of satisfaction and hunger. I lean in and skirt my nose along her neck, sucking in her sweet perfume. I nibble along the spot, my hands rubbing up and down her trembling thighs.

"Do you want to know what she looks like, El?" Doc asks.

"Yes," I grit out, locking eyes with him.

"Pull off her panties."

I rip them in one go, pulling them up to take a deep whiff of her saturated scent before stuffing them in my pocket. Sadie squirms on my lap, a new cloud of perfume filling the air. Her bond is throbbing with arousal. She's so turned on I don't know where her desire stops and mine begins.

"She's all puffy and pink. Her clit, swollen. You've made her so wet she's glistening with slick. She looks like the most perfect omega, her pretty pussy just begging to be stuffed on one of her alphas' knots. Is that what you want, Sadie, to take Elliot's big cock?"

His words make my body pulse, the desire to surge into her wet heat overwhelming.

Sadie moans. "Shit. Yes. But I want to watch you too. Please don't stop."

Graham's face transforms into a wolfish grin. "You want to see how hard this is making Doc? He's ready to go off."

Doc closes his eyes and curls his hand back around his mate's neck. Graham teases down his mate's jeans and underwear until Doc's thick cock springs free.He's leaking pre-cum, and I swallow at the sight, my muscles tensing. I'm hot, burning up, but I don't want it to stop.

Graham circles Doc's cock with his fist and tugs, twisting along the hard shaft then rubbing along the smooth head. He spits on Doc's cock, and I suck in a breath. My cock is insistent, desperate for some relief.

"Shit, that's so good," Doc says, thrusting into Graham's hand and throwing his head back to suck under his mate's jaw.

"Make a V with your fingers, El, and run them back and forth along her lips. Tell me how she feels."

Sadie whimpers in my arms, a burst of arousal that matches mine flooding the bond. I reach between her legs, following his instructions.

"She's so fucking hot. Wet and smooth and perfect," I say.

Sadie moans as I rub back and forth along pussy, catching her clit between my fingers on each pass until she's shaking. The sounds fill my soul, making me feel as though I can do this. I can be good at driving her crazy.

"That's it, El. Now, watch what I do to Doc. See how I tease back and forth over his slit? Rub her pretty little clit like that. See if you can make her gush slick for us."

Oh fuck. His words are so filthy-hot. They land in my balls, making them tingle with the need to come. I circle her swollen clit, applying the slightest pressure and watching the fat head of Doc's cock slip between Graham's fingers.

Sadie spills needy little sounds, tilting her hips so she's rocking against my touch. Her hands go to her nipples, and she rolls them between her fingers. She mewls and bucks, begging me with each movement to give her more, and it makes me feel like a fucking god. She's beautiful like this, and I helped make her this way.

"Do you need to come, Sadie?" Graham asks.

"Please, alphas." One of her hands braces on my forearm, her nails digging into my flesh. Her breath pants against my neck where she's buried, sucking in my scent.

I fucking love watching her get worked up, how her pleasures surges through me and merges with my own.

"Fuck her on your middle finger, El. Slow. Tease her a little longer."

I rub along her pussy and sink inside her entrance. Back and forth, I glide in and out of her wet heat, circling every few strokes so I can stretch her tight hole.

"That's it. I can see how wet you are, darlin'. Your slick is coating him. Do you want him to give you enough so you can come?"

Sadie whines.

"Fuck her with your fingers. Faster and curl them up while you use your thumb to touch that pretty little clit," Doc growls.

I stuff her, feeling her squeezing and writhing beneath me. Graham's and Doc's eyes are trained between her legs, devouring the sight of me finger-fucking our omega. My pace picks up, my thumb grazing along her clit. Graham hasn't stopped touching Doc either. His hand twists Doc's cock, pumping his shaft. I'm so turned on I don't know where to look or what to do.

"You look so pretty, Sadie. Pluck those nipples and give me all your sounds. Tell us how good your Bear is making you feel," Graham says.

Oh, shit. The words. The words I can never say are driving me crazy in the best ways.

"His fingers are so thick. It makes me think of his big cock, how he fills me until he's all there is." She slurs the words through a thick syrup of pleasure, her pussy clamping down and strangling my fingers. She comes in a rush of slick, heaving on my chest.

A sound of possessive pleasure rumbles from my chest and I bite into her shoulder. I did that. I'm driving her crazy.

"I love to watch you like this, Red. Makes me feel ten feet tall." My mouth has a mind of its own, my pleasure spilling out as words while I finger-fuck her through the shocks of her orgasm.

She tugs on my chin, taking my lips in an all-consuming kiss as she soaks my fingers. In the background, I hear Graham bringing Doc to orgasm. The deep sound of his moan mixes with Sadie's soft cries, causing my own desire to flare with need.

"Watching that made Doc shoot off like a rocket. Did you make her come, El?" Graham asks, that alpha tone of his curling up my spine and pooling in my belly as a bubbling heat.

I suck in a breath and give myself permission to explore. "Find out for yourself."

The weight on the couch dips as Graham and Doc shuffle about. Graham crawls between my legs and hers. The sight of him there makes me near feral.

Sadie bucks and moans at the first feel of Graham's fingers joining mine in her slick heat. Graham doesn't go easy, creating a fast rhythm that I follow. My free hand digs into her hip, and Sadie whimpers, riding our hands until she comes again in a silent scream and a flood of slick.

"That's it, darlin'. You're such a good omega, soaking your alphas." Graham kisses her lips, holding her face with his free hand. The kiss is scorching.

Sadie rubs against him, making the neediest sounds until he pulls back. Graham takes my hand where it's resting on her thigh and pulls my fingers to his mouth. I'm so fucking wound up, ready to explode. I hold my breath as he sucks my fingers, licking them clean. The pull of his lips on my skin has me imagining his hot mouth on my cock.

His eyes lock with mine, and he looks as feral as I feel. He sits up and leans in, his mouth inches from mine. "Do you want to taste your handiwork, El?"

Doc and Sadie both moan at his words.

My breathing stops. This is the line. Do I go past it? Give in to the feelings that have been building, to the heat in his eyes? No matter what I decide, Sadie loves me. These men love me. This is my home. I'm safe with them.

"Show me." I grit the words, my stomach taking flight in a launch of butterflies.

Graham's lips cover mine in a barely there brush of mouths, then a quick swipe of his tongue. The contact is sunshine and blinding heat. I open for him, wanting him closer. He takes the opening, holding me by the neck and deepening the kiss.

His firm lips against mine are different, and I want to study them, but at the first taste of her cum and his rich earthy flavor, my cock erupts. My thighs tremble and my breath comes out in a moan as hot cum floods my pants. I don't even care that I went off like a teenager. It's too much, too good.

Graham pulls back from the kiss, his eyes soft and satisfied. "That was beautiful."

He brushes my cheek, and his forehead falls to mine. Everywhere we touch, sparks erupt, and I feel as if maybe right now, I'm made of stars.

Beneath me, Sadie twists around, crawling up to hug my neck and kiss my jaw. "So freaking hot, Bear. But now I'm sleepy."

I close my eyes, humming in agreement, as Doc's scent joins ours. His weight is added to my chest.

"Thank you for trusting us, El," he murmurs.

I wrap my arms around all of them until I've got a pile of twisted together pack. It's the most peaceful moment, the edges of it blurred with drowsy, satisfied pleasure. I've got cold cum drying in my pants, but my heart is so happy and full of light that I don't know if I've ever felt this good.

That thing I haven't been ready to name? I think I can at least admit that the label straight no longer applies—because I want to kiss Graham again, and Doc too.