Lights, Camera, Omega (Hollywood Omegas #1)

I reach around, grabbing hold of his powerful muscular ass—pulling him closer as his knot stretches my tight hole—all of him disappearing inside me.

“Daphne!” he shouts my name as he roots deep inside me—grinding his knot as deep as it will go.

My legs wrap around him and I call out a wordless string of sounds of delight and pleasure.

Cosmo crumples forward, shooting his load down Julian’s waiting throat.

Sol makes a loud half barking sound as he cums in Julian’s tight ass.

I feel the hot rush deep inside as Magnus spills his seed within me.

He stays on top of me for a while—still rooting deep as he can—his knot sealing his cum deep within.

Sol and Cosmo lay, spent and exhausted on the bed–only Julian remains; still stroking himself hard and slow as Magnus rolls over—allowing me to lay atop his chest, his swollen knot still linking us together

Hazily, I remember Julian asking earlier if he could clean up.

Julian gently caresses one of my ass cheeks with one hand, the other still stroking himself.

“I promise I’m not taking so long on purpose,” Magnus grunts, adjusting himself—still swollen inside me. I can’t help but moan as I feel him move.

“That’s ok,” Julian shudders gently behind me.

“To eat your cum out of Daphne’s cunt? I’d wait all night.”

Everyone makes a dull noise of pleasure at this dirty talk.

“Stop being such a dirty little slut about getting my sloppy seconds mausezähnchen, or I’ll never get my knot out of our omega.”

A grudging silence falls over us as Julian strokes wordlessly—Sol and Cosmo laying against one another, breathing shallow and sleepily as they watch.

Finally, Magnus’s knot deflates enough for his softening cock to pop free of my pussy’s tight grip. He helps me dismount him by laying me down in the pillows for Julian to clean up.

I reach out to Julian—who looks down at me from the trembling edge of his orgasm.

“Daphne—can I?” He shivers with anticipation and I reach my arms out to him.

“Whatever you need sweet Jules,” I sigh happily as he breaks over me like a wave—entering me with ease. Magnus’ flowing cum makes for an excellent lube.

It’s only a few deep, slow strokes before Julian cums inside me, adding to the pearly flood of cum that seeps from between my legs as he withdraws.

I’m about to say something clever or glib about how Julian has only made me more of a mess, when he buries his face between my thighs—eagerly slavering at their mingled seed.

I could get used to this kind of cleanup. I think happily to myself as I careen into another powerful orgasm of my own.

Iwake to the sound of the bathtub running and the smell of frying bacon wafting from the kitchen downstairs.

The urge to roll over and steal a few more stolen moments of sleep is squashed as I hear the telltale sounds of sloshing water and Daphne’s moans from the en-suite bathroom.

My eyes fly open—Sol, Julian, and Daphne are all missing. Cosmo is still asleep and snoring softly on the opposite end of the bed.

I kick off the thin blanket and launch myself out of the bed, rounding the corner on Daphne and Julian fucking doggy style in the bath.

“Good morning,” I greet them, my morning wood twitching as Julian’s balls make loud slapping noises against Daphne.

“No knots until after breakfast,” Julian manages to puff out between athletic thrusts and Daphne’s loud moans.

“Sol should be up with breakfast any minute. Don’t worry, I put away the sandwich last night if you w-want some,” he grunts, clearly close to cumming already.