Make love to me

Two months went by and Valerie began to find her footing in the household. She was a full fledged member and lover of both alphas. Which still felt like a dream to her.

On one cold snowing morning, Valerie slipped on the ice and sprained her ankle.

It should have healed pretty quickly, but since she was an omega still growing into the powers of whatever she was now, she had to wait six weeks for it to properly heal.

Even when she teased and begged the alphas to fuck her, they only reminded her of her health.

“Nothing but the best for our little girl.” Cassian passed the bowl of food to Dorian after spooning some on Valerie’s plate.

  “That’s too much, Cassian. I’ll never eat all of that.” She scowled at him as she carefully settled the baby back into her bed.

  “You’ve got to keep up your strength. I don’t want you losing any more weight. You’re going to dry up and blow away if you do.”

  Dorian nodded his head in agreement as he chewed. When he had swallowed, he spoke up.

  “We like curves and meat on your bones so we aren’t afraid of breaking you.”

  “Maybe if you were doing anything with me, I’d believe that. As it stands now, I wouldn’t know what you mean.” She didn’t look up as she spoke.

  The low growl on her right told her that Cassian didn’t like her pushing the subject. Well, too bad. She was tired of the frustration and needed her men to fuck her.

She wanted them to make love to her, too, but some good old-fashioned screwing was what she needed first.

  “Valerie, honey. You’re still healing…”

  “Don’t even try that. It’s been six weeks. I’m freaking healed already.” She glared at Dorian then turned her irate gaze on Cassian.

“Either you start taking care of me or I’ll take care of myself and leave you boys high and dry.”

  “She did not just threaten us,” Cassian said in a low almost guttural voice.

  “I believe she did, friend.” Dorian had an amused expression on his face, but Cassian’s was quiet anger.

  Valerie shivered. What had she started? Maybe she should have tried being a little less aggressive after all.

Though she wasn’t really afraid, the intensity in Cassian's eyes had her pussy clamping down as her juices gathered. Her stomach flip-flopped while her gut clenched.

  “Finish your dinner, Valerie. We have some things to talk about—upstairs.” Cassian watched her as he ate.

  The feel of his eyes on her soon had her blood boiling and her pussy soft and wet. She shivered with the sensation of tiny fingers dancing down her spine.

She snuck a glance over at Dorian and licked her lips at the heat of his gaze as it slid over her straining breasts that threatened to spill out of the top of the low-cut dress she had on.

  She had to make herself take each bite of food. All she could think about was what awaited her once they climbed the stairs later. This was what she’d been begging for all week.

Finally, they would give her what she so desperately needed and wanted. The anticipation was killing her, and she was sure they knew it.

  As soon as the table was cleared and the dishes put away and nodded at Dorian. She started toward the door that led into the great room, but Dorian stopped her.

  “Not yet. Cassian is going to get everything else sorted. Strip for me.”

  “What? Here?” She looked around the room. They were in the kitchen, for goodness’ sakes.

  “Do as I said. Don’t argue with me, Valerie.”

  She started to do just that, but a little voice in the back of her head warned her not to screw up a good thing. She was going to get what she wanted in the long run if she played along.

With only a few reservations, she slowly peeled her dress over her head and let it drop to the floor. Dorian's indrawn breath sounded harsh in the quiet of the room. He burned her with his gaze as he dragged it down her body and back up again.

  “You are the most beautiful woman, Valerie. Looking at you is like looking at perfection.

  She felt the heat of her blush crawl up her neck and face. He made her feel beautiful the way he talked to her. Both men were generous with their compliments, and it was good for her self-esteem.

  “We better go upstairs before I take you on the kitchen table. As much as I’d like to, I think Cassian has plans upstairs.” Dorian urged her toward the door.

  When she turned to hurry through the door, he landed a quick slap to her ass that barely stung. She squealed because she knew he would appreciate it then hurried across the room to the stairs.

  “Don’t run up those stairs, or your ass will be too sore to sit down for a week.”

  She stopped and slowly climbed the steps ahead of him, making sure to swish her butt for good measure.

The low groan behind her let her know she’d succeeded with her teasing. Her pussy juices slipped down her thighs as she stepped up on the landing. At this rate, she would be slick all the way down to her knees before they even touched her.

Turning them on made her feel sexy and had her pussy hot and aching for something thick and hard to fill it.

  Valerie walked into the bedroom and froze. There were candles and lanterns all over the room. The soft scent of roses filled the air. Where had they found roses? Looking around, she didn’t see any flowers so they must have found something that smelled of the delicate blooms.

Cassian stood to one side of the bed, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. She could tell by the bulging material that he was ready. His eyes held arousal so fierce it was almost frightening.

  She heard rustling behind her. She turned her head and found Dorian pulling off his clothes as well. Her hungry eyes moved back and forth between them. She wanted to taste them and feel the pulsing of their thick cocks in her mouth.

  Without thinking, she sank to her knees and reached for Cassian’s thigh with one hand. She looked up and licked her lips.