Page 32 of Blizzards and Brews

Lindsay

I’d always wondered what Ollie’s heats were like but nothing could have prepared me for this.

My sweet and caring best friend had turned into an absolute wanton omega and completely devoured me until I couldn’t breathe.

Even now he didn’t stop touching me, following Spencer’s nudging as he rose to his knees and situated himself between my still spread thighs.

Ollie’s brown hair was completely askew, his pupils blown, and his grinning lips glossed with my release.

“Need you,” he gasped, his hand coming to wrap around his cock. “Need you both now or I’m going to die.”

Spencer nipped his neck harshly in reprimand, Ollie’s cock that was already slick with release pulsing once again.

“You’re not going anywhere,” Spencer growled. “You have our beta to take care of. Do you see how absolutely wet she is for you?”

Spencer’s green eyes met mine over Ollie’s shoulder as a lock of his dark hair fell across his forehead. The want I found there was staggering and it soothed one of the jaded pieces inside of me.

Even with his omega on his knees before him, he still wantedme.

He covered Ollie’s hand with his own, pumping his cock a few times before he guided the head to brush against my clit.

“Fuck,” I groaned, looking down my body to where Ollie’s cock was now sliding through my slit.

“So warm. So wet,” Ollie said, rocking his hips more.

“And yours,” Spencer said, encouraging him more.

My chest heaved as they notched Ollie’s dripping cock at my entrance.

Even through the overwhelming scents Ollie and Spencer were pumping through the air, I knew I’d remember this moment for eternity.

Ollie’s hips canted forward eagerly, sinking inside me and filling me in a way I had only imagined.

Tears blurred my eyes as he leaned over me, his lips touching every available swatch of my skin.

I reached for him then, holding him close as he began to lose himself in me.

“Mine.” The words were far more guttural then anything I’d ever heard from Ollie before and they sent a shiver through me that had me tightening around him.

His hips paused for a moment before they started in double time.

“Again,” he demanded. “Need to feel you clenched around me as I mark you and fill you up. Need you smelling like me, Linds.”

Ollie’s strokes turned harsher, as he buried his face in my neck, licking and sucking until I was a quaking mess.

Each drag of his cock against my walls took my breath away, the easy way we slid together making obscene noises that filled the space.

Everything about this felt right, and I could fully feel myself giving into the moment, my nails scoring his back as I tilted my head for him.

A purr tore through Ollie as he held himself deep, grinding against me frantically as his teeth found the juncture of my neck and struck deep.

“Ollie!” I cried, the bite sending me over the edge as hot pleasure coursed through my body.

“That’s it,” Spencer encouraged. “Milk all his cum, angel. Take all of it.”

Ollie throbbed inside of me, his warm release pumping into me in obscene amounts as we clung to each other.

Another piece of my heart was completely gone, my safeguards blown wide open from my desire to make sure Ollie had everything he needed.