Page 12 of Bend Me Over

My nipples tighten against the length of the bench, my breathing picking up as anticipation floods me.

“Have you been waiting long, Little One?” Another voice has my heart spiking. Two men. Two Alphas.

This is what I wanted.

“N-no.” I stammer out, my breath caught in my throat.

“You smell untouched.” The first one hums in approval. “Are we the first ones to have the pleasure of being with you tonight?”

“Yes.” I moan when his fingers brush across my soaked pussy.

“Perfect.” The growling tone has me squirming in my restraints.

All talk, but no one has touched me yet. If they don’t do something soon, I might have to resort to begging. I’ve never had to beg for an Alpha to touch me.

This is a bizarre night that's for sure.

“You smell fucking amazing. So wet, so needy.” Two hands grasp my ass cheeks, giving them a firm squeeze. My eyes roll back as a lust filled moan spills past my lips. “Like the most refreshing pina colada. I wonder if you taste as good as you smell.”

A moment later, I cry out when I feel the press of a hot tongue against my center.

“Shhhh,” the second one coos. “That’s a good girl. Let our Alpha have his meal. He’s starving for you, Little One.”

I don’t protest, why the fuck would I?

My hands grip the side of the bench, bursts of pleasure pulsing through my body with every lick of his tongue as he laps at my pussy like a popsicle, not wanting to waste a drop.

I try to push back, to grind against his mouth but these damn restraints.

“Relax.” The one who’s in front of me now soothes, running a hand over my head. “Let yourself go. We’ve got you.”

Something about his tone, his words, they settle over me. I relax my body, letting the first Alpha have his way with me.

The pressure builds and builds until my moans and whimpers are turning into full on begging.

“Please.” I sob, so close to my orgasm, it’s just out of reach. But every time he plays with my clit with his tongue, getting me so close to the edge, he pulls back and thrusts his tongue into my pussy. Over and over again, he drives me fucking wild. “I need to cum.”

“What do you think?” he murmurs against my pussy. “Does she deserve to cum?”

“I don’t know?” His friend says. “She did ask nicely.”

“You want your orgasm, Little Omega?”

“Yes. God yes.”

“Then be a good girl and cum all over my face and tongue." He growls, suctioning his whole mouth over my pussy. He sucks, moving his tongue wildly. The sound of his wet slurping only has me releasing more slick.

“Yes. Oh god, yes. Oh fuck fuck fuck!” I scream as my orgasm crashes into me, back arching, body twisting as blinding pleasure starts in my toes and quickly travels throughout my body, blanketing me in pure and utter bliss.

“That’s a good fucking girl,” the guy in front of me says. “You came so good for your Alpha.”

I slump against the bench, chest heaving as I come back down from my high. I smile, eyes still closed as I bask in my after glow.

But they’re not done with me yet.

A slap on my ass has me jolting, perking up and ready to go again.

“You should taste her, baby. Pure fucking heaven.” The sound of kissing above me has me whimpering. So, they’re boyfriends?