16 - Sweet Spot

~Finch’s Point of View~

*Lay behind her, I’m hungry,* Jack said over mind-link, with desperation.

I was definitely addicted to the way our Omega tasted and how she squirmed when I went down on her. Jack however, was obsessed which told me Nox was too. I never wanted it to become a situation where we didn’t want to share her. Or we resented the other for getting more attention. We’d never had a long term thing where we shared before, and it was going to be tense at times I was already sure.

Everything inside the teepee was how an Omega’s nest should be and I couldn’t be happier that she was already figuring it out and embracing it. The more comfortable and relaxed she was, the happier she’d be and it would pour into every aspect of her life.

Jack turned off all the lights, leaving just the bathroom light on with the door slightly open. We could see her in the dark without a problem but we wanted her to have some light. I had a feeling she was concerned about someone seeing us throu