Page 82 of The Bright Omega

Cammie looks absolutely ravenous. She gives his cock one last long, slow lick from base to tip, then crawls up his body like a woman on a mission. Piers pulls out of her soaked pussy with a wet sound, gathering as much of her slick as he can on his fingers before coating her rim with it.

The moment Cammie sinks down onto Finn’s cock, Piers lines up and plunges into her ass in one smooth push. “So fucking tight,” he groans, shivering hard as he bottoms out inside her.

Cammie cries out, caught between them, trembling as she adjusts to the overwhelming fullness. Finn’s hands finally come up to grip her hips, and the three of them start to move together, hips grinding in slow, devastating thrusts.

I keep stroking myself, transfixed by the sight of my omega taking two of her alphas at once, her body flushed and shining. Cammie reaches for me with a needy sound, eyes glassy. I crawl forward on my knees, cock still aching in my hand. She pulls me into her mouth without hesitation, sucking me deep and sloppy while she keeps riding Finn.

Her other hand wraps around Beck’s cock on her opposite side, stroking him in time with the way Piers and Finn are thrusting into her.

Beck’s eyes are locked on her ass, watching it ripple and bounce with every hard thrust from Piers. He reaches out and squeezes one cheek hard. “I love this ass,” he groans. “It’s my favorite. I want Piers to put a baby in it so we can have a bunch of little Cammie asses running around the house. That’s how much I love it.”

The ridiculousness of it cuts through the heat for half a second. I almost laugh. How the hell is this man the smartest one in the pack?

Cammie sits up suddenly, still impaled on Finn and Piers, her hands working both my cock and Beck’s. She looks at Beck with a mix of amusement and heat. “Beck, stop,” she says, half-laughing, half-moaning.

Beck goes sheepish instantly, cheeks flushing. “I do love it,” he admits.

“One is enough for you,” she teases, then leans down and licks up the underside of his cock.

A rush of pure affection and love floods through the fresh bond. It’s brighter and more overwhelming than anything I’ve ever felt, and it’s pouring straight from Beck toward Cammie. I feel his love for her like it’s my own. I can't wait to feel Finn through the bond, too.

My hand tightens involuntarily around my knot. “Bite her, Finn.”

Cammie’s head snaps toward Finn instantly, pupils blown wide with hunger. “Yes,” she breathes, practically throwing herself at him. Her hands fist in his hair as she drags his mouth to her neck, offering herself completely.

Finn’s hands slide from her hips to wrap around her back. He hesitates for only a moment, then sinks his teeth into the delicate column of her throat. Cammie comes instantly, crying out as fresh waves of heat and pleasure slam through the bond into me. I groan, hips jerking into my fist.

She doesn’t stop. Still grinding between Piers and Finn, she turns and bites Finn high on the side of his neck, a clear, possessive mark where everyone will see it.

“So all the college students know you’re mine,” she gasps.

Finn’s eyes go soft, feeling everything she’s pushing into the bond. I push my own feelings for him through. His eyes find mine.

Cammie keeps moving, voice wrecked. “Knot me, Finn.”

Finn’s control snaps. He thrusts up hard and his knot swells, lodging tightly inside her. All three of them groan loud and broken.

Piers’ head falls forward. “So. Fucking. Tight. I can’t—” He cuts off with a deep, guttural moan as the three of them lock together, Cammie shaking and whimpering between them, lost in the overwhelming fullness.

Piers falls forward over her back, careful not to put too much weight on her healing body. Cammie turns her head as much as she can and kisses him, messy and desperate. He rasps against her lips, “Are you ready for mine, sunshine?”

“Please,” she whimpers. “I love you so much. I want to feel you in my chest.”

Piers doesn’t hesitate. He sinks his teeth into the side of her neck above my mark. Cammie cries out, clenching hard as another orgasm crashes through her.

Piers groans, still locked deep. “I’m ready for yours.”

She giggles breathlessly, the light, happy sound cutting through like a spark. “You have to wait.”

His growl is filled with need. “Sunshine—”

She reaches back and pats his ribs, right over the LIV tattoo. “I have a special place I want my mark to go. I can’t reach it right now.”

The look that crosses Piers’ face is devastating. Pure, helpless adoration. I don’t have to feel it echo through bonds to know how much he adores and loves her.

I glance at Finn. Our eyes meet. I let everything I feel for him, the quiet, steady love that’s been there for years, pour through the bond. No walls this time. Just truth. Finn’s expression softens even more. Cammie turns to look at me too, and the same look blooms across her face. Then both of them pour it right back to me. It’s so bright I’m overwhelmed by it.

I close my eyes for a second, letting it sink in deep. This is ours. All of it. I have to protect it.