Chapter Fifteen.🌶🌶

Elias's hand, warm and deliberate, slid down my waist, tracing the curve of my hip as if memorizing the shape of me. The gentleness of his touch sent a shiver down my spine, heightening the ache in my core. His lips hovered above mine, his breath mingling with my own, but he didn't kiss me-not yet. He was waiting, watching, as if he needed my permission for every single movement.

"Elias," I whispered, my voice desperate and trembling. My body arched toward him, seeking, needing. "Please... don't make me wait."

I turn to Callum,

That was all the encouragement he needed.

Callum moved closer, his hand tentatively brushing against my arm before settling on my waist. His touch was gentle but eager, and I turned toward him, my lips capturing his in a kiss that was softer, sweeter, but no less desperate. He groaned against my mouth, his hands roaming my body with a newfound confidence.

Elias growled softly, a possessive sound that sent a thrill through me. "Don't forget I'm here, Omega," he said, his voice low and commanding as his hands gripped my hips, grounding me once more.

The sound of Micah's whimpers drew my attention again, and I glanced past Elias to see him and Theo still entwined. Theo had shifted now, his hand no longer moving but resting possessively on Micah's chest. Micah's brown eyes were glassy with need, his lips parted as he watched me with an almost painful longing.

"Theo," I said softly, my voice carrying over the tension in the room. "Bring him here."

Theo's dark eyes met mine, and he smirked, his hand sliding to grip Micah's chin, tilting his face up to his. "Hear that, sweetheart? She wants you."

Micah whimpered, nodding eagerly as he crawled across the mattress, his movements hesitant but eager, and settled beside me. His hand brushed mine, his touch featherlight, and he looked at me with such adoration that my heart clenched.

Elias growled again, his jealousy flaring, but he didn't stop Micah. Instead, he leaned closer, pressing a possessive kiss to my neck as his hands began to move again. Callum, still at my side, pressed soft kisses to my shoulder, his touch steady and reassuring.

Elias's grip on my hips tightened as he pressed himself closer, his kisses trailing down my neck and across my collarbone. His reverence was clear in every move he made, as though he was worshiping every inch of me.

His low growl sent a shiver through me as he shifted to position himself fully over me, his weight pinning me in the most comforting way. His lips claimed mine again, slow and deliberate, and I melted into him, the ache inside me intensifying as his touch deepened.

At my side, Callum leaned closer, his presence soothing yet crackling with suppressed need. His hand found mine, his fingers lacing with mine as his lips brushed over my temple. "You're so beautiful, Ivy," he murmured, his voice trembling.

"Please," I said, my voice barely audible as I turned toward him, pressing a kiss to his cheek. His face flushed, and his lips found mine in a kiss that was both tender and needy.

Micah, watching from where he knelt on the bed beside me, whimpered softly. His lips were swollen from Theo's earlier kisses, his cheeks flushed with arousal. I turned to him, my free hand reaching for him, and he immediately crawled closer, his head nuzzling against my shoulder. His scent-soft and sweet-wrapped around me, calming and grounding me.

"It's okay, Micah," I whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his curls. "I want you here."

Theo's deep chuckle rumbled from the foot of the bed. "He's not going anywhere," he said, his dark eyes glinting with a mix of dominance and approval. "You've got all of us, Ivy."

Theo moved closer then, his large frame towering over us as he settled behind Micah, his hands resting possessively on the Omega's shoulders. His golden hair was slightly disheveled, his tattoos shifting as he flexed his hands, his restraint visible but slipping.

"Kiss our sweet girl, Omega" he growled.

Micah nodded eagerly, his lips brushing against my shoulder as his hands trailed gently along my arm. Callum pressed a kiss to my neck, his touches light and tentative as though he didn't want to overwhelm me.

Micah's trembling fingers brushed against my other arm, his wide eyes meeting mine. He seemed hesitant, but the way he nuzzled into me betrayed his need. I reached out, cupping his cheek and guiding him to me. His lips were soft and sweet as they met mine, his kiss tentative but quickly growing in confidence. The way he whimpered against me made my heart ache with affection.

"Good," Theo murmured from behind, his voice rough with approval. His hands tightened on Micah's shoulders, grounding the smaller Omega as his dark eyes burned with need. He shifted closer, his Alpha presence commanding but not suffocating. "Micah, help her."

Micah obeyed instantly, his hands growing bolder as he traced patterns along my sides, his touch soothing and electrifying all at once. His kisses were softer than Elias's, less demanding but no less passionate.

Theo growled softly from behind, his patience clearly wearing thin. "Micah, don't keep her waiting," he said, his tone laced with command. "She needs you."

Micah whimpered but nodded, his hands trembling slightly as he leaned closer. His kisses trailed down my neck, his touch featherlight as he moved with care, his Omega instincts ensuring he didn't overwhelm me. His gentleness brought tears to my eyes, the love and devotion in his every action overwhelming in the best way.

The world narrowed to nothing but sensation, the fire inside me surging with every touch and sound. Micah's delicate hands, warm and trembling with a mix of reverence and need, guided my legs further apart. My heart raced as Elias's strong hands gripped my hips, his touch firm yet tender. His head disappeared between my thighs, and the first swipe of his tongue against me sent an earth-shattering moan tearing from my throat.

The room froze at the sound, the raw need in it reverberating like a primal call. For a moment, it felt like even time had stopped. Then, a symphony of reactions followed-Micah's whimper, Theo's low, guttural growl, and Callum's sharp inhale, each one feeding the spiraling heat within me.

Before I could process anything else, Callum's lips found mine. His kiss was desperate and consuming. His hands cupped my face, anchoring me in the chaos of pleasure as his mouth moved against mine, hungry and fervent. His taste, his touch-everything about him grounded me even as my body trembled with overstimulation.

Micah's hands tightened on my thighs, his fingers digging into my skin as if grounding himself. I glanced down, catching the wide, overwhelmed look in his eyes as he watched Elias's movements. Whatever Theo had done behind him-his hand on Micah's neck or his whispered words-had Micah letting out a choked, needy whine that nearly unraveled me on the spot.

"Micah," I gasped, my hand reaching out for him. His gaze snapped to mine, his lips parted and his cheeks flushed. Slowly, as if in a trance, he leaned in, his mouth brushing against mine in a kiss so soft it felt like a prayer. His sweetness was a stark contrast to the heat consuming us, and it made my heart ache even as my body screamed for more.

Elias growled against me, the vibration sending shockwaves through my core. He was relentless, every flick of his tongue precise and devastating, and it was impossible to hold back the cries spilling from my lips. Callum pulled away slightly, his eyes blown wide as he watched, his breathing ragged.

"You're perfect," Callum murmured, his hand tracing soothing circles on my shoulder. "All of you."

Theo's presence loomed closer, his dominant energy filling the room as he positioned himself behind Micah. "She's incredible, isn't she?" he rumbled, his voice thick with need. His hand slipped into Micah's hair, tilting his head to watch me fully. "Don't look away, little Omega."

Micah whimpered but obeyed, his gaze locked on mine even as his breathing hitched. His hands still held my thighs open, steadying me as Elias worked me to the edge.

I fall from the edge, my heat meeting its final crescendo, stars burst behind my eyes. I am weightless.

And then there was darkness.

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I awaken to the sound of my phone.

My eyelids are sticky.

My body feels like led, and I am so cold.

I shudder.

I roll over and open my eyes to find Micah passed out right beside me.

Oh yeah!

I sit up abruptly and look around me,

Awwww

Elias and Callum are spooning to my left dead to the world and

oof sooo naked.

I flush and look away, down and to my right. My sweet Micah is curled around the spot where I was, Theo's arm possessively strewn across his hip, his hand holding my thigh.

I look down towards our feet.

Eeeee

There is a massive puddle, of... me?

Seeing that I become increasingly aware of the dry slick and cum all down my legs.

And the leftover sweat on my brow.

Eugh.

I am...disgusting.

I pull myself out of the cuddle pile and find my way to the bathroom.

My phone long forgotten.