Fated to the Alpha's Sons: An Omegas Rise to Fame
Chapter 22: Night With The Boys III

Chapter 22: Night With The Boys III

Few minutes into the movie, she shifted uncomfortably in her spot, trying to adjust the thong that now felt like a nuisance in her wet pussy.

Troy turned to see if she was okay, and she nodded her head, letting up a small smile and reached for a slice of the pepperoni pizza, stuffing half of it in her mouth hoping it’s spiciness would be enough to take her mind off her pussy.

She kept watching, enjoying the normal scenes and cringing visibly at the explicit ones, in a good way, of course, and when Tristan made the first move, she couldn’t help but moan very softly.

He placed his palm on the small of her back- ignoring how uncomfortable that was for him, given his position- relishing how hot her skin felt on his calloused palm.

Sensing no resistance from her, he massaged the area softly with his palm, earning another moan from her.

She could feel him caress her lower back smoothly and softly, she knew she should have resisted but everything within her didn’t seem to want that, so she gave in.

It felt like they were taking apart the walls she’d built, piece by piece without struggle. Besides she chose the movie.

Innocently.

Kevin had asked that she saw the movie the last time they spoke, and since then she hadn’t seen it or even looked it up.

And now, the whole room smelt of her arousal.

Tristan carried on massaging that particular spot, not moving up or down, very much to her dismay.

And after a while, he stopped.

She almost..almost , infact she was so close to turning to him to tell him to continue or ask him why he’d stopped.

Then he leaned so close to her ears like he did the last time. She could feel his warm breath against her neck and then she felt something else.

He had his tongue rim her ear lobe softly, forcing her to lean into him, a massive wave of warmth hit her body, goosebumps popping up on every spot.

She turned to look at him, the hunger and lust in her eyes, naked and bare for him to see.

"Do you want more?" He whispered, his eyes lingering on her lips for a moment. His voice was soft and steady, velvety and smooth, like he wasn’t asking if she wanted him to touch her in places she’d only been touched in her dreams.

Swallowing the load of saliva that had gathered in her slightly open mouth, she nodded shamelessly, oblivious to the thirsty lusty looks she was served from behind.

"Good girl." He whispered, leaning into her, his eyes on her lips. Hesitating for a second, he kissed her cheek instead, but didn’t stop there.

He moved onto the side of her face, her ear, below her chin, and behind her ear, and that was were she moaned harder shamelessly in response.

"Bingo." He whispered, sucking on the spot.

Theo and Troy had since sat up on the mattress watching her unravel under their brothers touch, their cocks straining angrily in their pants.

"Can they touch you too?" Tristan asked, pausing for a second, although knowing what her reply was going to be. He couldn’t deal with any regrets.

"Yes." Bethany whispered with half opened eyes, looking at Troy and Theo, the hunger in her eyes, stimulating them even further.

As soon as her reply was registered, the boys ran their hands freely but gently on her body, as if feeling a very expensive intricate piece of art, while Tristan kept her neck and above busy.

Turning her over, so she has her back to the bed, they kissed on every exposed part of her skin, massaging and worshipping it wholly, her soft moans was like music to their ears.

Tristan kissed her lips, groaning deeply as it felt like his entire body was literally on fire, a very very sensual one and he didn’t think he was going to get enough anytime soon.

Their lips danced in a a foreign yet familiar rhythm, dragging the shreds of reality with them.

When they had gotten enough, Troy tugged on her shorts with hooded eyes, while Theo tugged on her tank top, which wasn’t really necessary because it had ridden up when they dealt with her skin.

"Can we take them off?" Theo asked, and she nodded in approval, but he wasn’t taking it.

"Words, baby." He commanded in whispers.

"Yes, please." She practically moaned out.

And in seconds, the cloths were ripped off her body causing her to squeak almost immediately in shock, self consciousness consuming her almost immediately.

Subconsciously, she reached to cover her tits and drenched pussy with her hands, but was held back the boys.

"You have a very gorgeous body, princess." Troy said from where he sat at her feet.

"Let us love you, princess." Theo cooed, kissing on the arm he had held back.

She lay there completely exposed before them. She was nervous as hell, but her pussy was practically dripping with so much juice, complete contrasts.

Shutting her eyes, she pushed away the nervous feeling, allowing her muscles to relax in their hold.

"Okay." She whispered, her eyes glancing at each of them, one by one.

Seeing the hunger and vulnerability in her eyes, they knew they had one job.

And they intended to do it so damn well.

Like predator to prey the pounced on her body, causing her to moan for different reasons at once.

She moaned so loudly, her eyes were almost completely rolled back. She hadn’t felt this much pleasure before, not even when she used her bullet vibrator.

Tristan latched on her right boob, slipping his finger in her mouth so she could suck on it with all the vigor in her, while he sucked on her boob like his life depended on it.

He sucked, licked and bit on every other part of her tits except her tiny areola and nipple, making them twist and harden in pain, anticipation and pleasure.

Theo latched on her upper lips, alternating with Tristan so he could give her left tit so much attention.

He latched unto it like a child who hadn’t been fed for a whole day, sucking on it, biting, licking it like a very juicy lollipop, before leaving to latch on her lips and neck, muffling and releasing dirty moans from her swollen lips.

And Troy.. he wrecked even more havoc in her nether region.