Their Omega's Heat

Three: A Taste

Jaxon fingers traced down my spine as he finished washing my hair, sending shivers down my body. I leaned into his hands as they slid around my waist, pulling me back against his chest and lifting my wet shirt above my stomach.

His nose buried into the crook of my neck. "You smell so good, little one," he breathed in a shuddered voice over the water. "Like vanilla and roses." He growled then as I moaned, his nose running against my skin.

His lips brushed against my ear, his voice low and husky as he stepped back, pulling us just out of the water stream.

"I want to taste you, Melody." His words sent a flutter through my chest and tightened my thighs.

I turned my head, our eyes meeting. His gaze burned with desire beyond his control, but also kindness.

"Okay," I whispered, my heart racing.

Jaxon's lips met mine, soft and slow at first, then deepening into a passionate kiss. I felt myself melting into his embrace, our hearts beating as one as I turned in his arms.

He pulled back, growling slightly and his teeth gritted. "Your scent is getting stronger."

Jace's voice echoed from outside the shower, "We should call Akira." He went silent for a moment then his voice came again. "Would you like to wear our clothes, sweet girl?"

My heart skipped a beat at the thought.

Jaxon smirked at me as I started undressing in the shower, taking my clothes to Jace.

I washed my skin properly, hearing the lustful snarls around me that made me want to turn.

I kept my body in the corner, hiding it slightly from them both.

"Shy little one." I turned, seeing Jaxon's eyes burned with hunger as he gazed at me, smirking.

I swallowed, turning further and lowered my arms to let him see me.

He grabbed me then, pulling me against him and one of his hands trailing down my ribs and hips.

"You're perfect," he whispered, his voice husky. I whimpered, pressing against him, hating he still wore clothing.

My head tilted back.

"Baby, don't." He growled the same way he had earlier.

I blushed, realising it wasn't a rejection. His nose pressed against my throat, making me gasp in surprise and I grabbed his shirt. "You're driving me crazy. If you're not careful, I'll f**k you right here."

I moaned, unable to stop myself as I pressed into him, a flood warming between my thighs.

A low growl filled the shower, a sweet smell....my smell...broke some of his restraint.

He pressed me against the shower wall, his lips covering mine, his tongue fighting mine.

His hands pinned me against him, one on my back and the other holding the back of my head.

I moaned, my body responding to his desire.

"Don't stop," I panted, my voice barely audible.

Jaxon's hand roamed my body, squeezing my waist, my hips and then moving to my ass, palming it as he growled at the feeling of my flesh, sending shivers down my spine.

As the water cascaded down us, Jaxon's kisses deepened, our hunger growing.

I'd never had much s****l experience, making me nervous and a little scared, but I wanted him, I wanted Jace.

I knew I was safe with them.

The shower shut off, and Jaxon smirked at me as I squeaked in surprise, blinking at him through my haze.

"Go to Jace, baby girl." He nuzzled me, nudging me towards the shower door.

Jace smiled at me as I opened the door, seeing he had a pile of clothes waiting for me.

I smiled, feeling a sense of belonging I never expected.

I stepped out of the shower, a little breathless and my legs weak.

They buckled as Jace's eyes looked over my naked body, a small growl escaping him.

He caught me with a towel, wrapping me in its warmth.

He smiled at me. "Already falling for us, baby girl." He cooed.

I blushed, unable to deny it, searching his beautiful face for any uncertainty or rejection.

He leaned down.

His lips claimed mine, gentle yet possessive for a moment, only pulling away to dry me with tender care.

He dropped the towel when he deemed me dry, tugging me against him.

"More." He growled in need, kissing me desperately and stealing my breath.

Jaxon snarled, stepping out with only a towel around him.

Chiselled and tattooed, his hair slicked away from his face with wet strands across his face, his Alpha tattoo twisting across and down his cheek.

"She needs clothes." He growled at Jace.

Jace's hands pulled me against him, covering me with his arms and staring down at me with a smirk. "I'll keep her warm."

I blushed again, tightening my legs to stop the flood of excitement.

Jace inhaled, his smirk turning primal. "Oh, baby," he cooed, leaning to press his lips to my neck. "Do we excite you?" His voice was teasing, promising, enjoying the effect he was having over me.

I shuddered. My body flooded, my legs becoming soaked and I blushed, pulling away and covering my face with embarrassment.

"Stop teasing her!" Jaxon snapped as Jace smiled at me, his eyes looking over my legs as I squeezed them together, my hands falling to cover them instead with embarrassment.

Jaxon stepped in front of me, facing me and grabbed the clothing.

"I'll take care of you, baby." He promised, his hands tracing down my skin as he dressed me in their clothes of a large jumper and track pants, exploring and soothing my body but restraining himself.

I leaned against the counter, my hands braced on the edge as he pulled the pants up my legs, the soft fabric over my sensitive area making me moan with pleasure.

Jaxon kissed me, cutting off my sound with a growl. "You're tempting the beasts in us." He warned.

I whimpered, apologetic, as I tilted to the side, giving his tongue access.

His hand wrapped my throat, almost like he was shielding it from himself.

I gave a small gasp, excitement bucking my hips forward - his hand caught me, stopping me. "Baby." He growled in warning, his fingers twitching with restraint.

I wanted his hand lower, he wanted it too, but he pinned us both in place.

"I'll play with her." Jace offered over Jaxon's shoulder, earning a possessive growl from him instead. Jace chuckled.

"Who's teasing now?"

Jaxon released me, making me whimper from the loss of his warmth and love.

He snarled at Jace.

Jace smirked, crossing his arms and raised a dark eyebrow at him. "Unless you want us to breed her on the bathroom floor," he drawled, his voice low.

I whimpered at his words, biting my lip at the thoughts they formed. Jace smirked at me, continuing, "I suggest we move rooms." He smiled at Jaxon, seeing the scowl but Jaxon nodded, heading for the doorway.

Jace turned his smile on me as I went to follow. His lips were suddenly on mine, pinning me between his body and the basin.

I moaned, his hands gripping my thighs and he pulled me up, wrapping me around his waist.

I latched onto him, my ankles locking and my hands tangled into his long silky hair.

"You feel so perfect." He breathed between kisses, squeezing my breast and ass, I moaned against him.

He moved to the bedroom when Jaxon snarled in warning.

Jaxon stepped behind me, the warmth of his body wrapped around me with Jace's, covering me like a blanket.

Jaxon's hands grabbed and tightened around me, his voice low and husky as he tugged me away from Jace's lips.

"Enough for now." He pulled me free of Jace's arms by the waist.

I whimpered at the loss of contact, almost fighting against Jaxon. "Don't make me tie you up, baby girl." He warned, making me freeze as he placed me on the floor, his hand on my stomach.

I bit my lip, my heart racing.

"What does that mean?" I asked, my voice barely audible.

Jaxon chuckled, guiding me onto the bed, letting me get under the warm covers and sit against the headboard. "You'll see, little one," he said, his eyes sparkling with desire. "If you misbehave." He teased, going to a closet in the other corner of the room.

Jace sat down next to me, our eyes locking and he was kissing me again, grabbing my legs and pulling under him, laying over me.

He grabbed my wrists with one hand when I tried to pull his shirt off him. "No, no, baby," he purred, holding my arms above my head. "That's misbehaving." He smirked and kissed me.

By the time he lifted his head to let me breathe, Jaxon was kneeling on the bed next to me in a pair of loose sweatpants, something in his hands.

A soft black rope looped my wrists and then he knotted them to the bed expertly.

I whimpered in desire, feeling a rush of excitement at being restrained, tugging on it slightly to see they held my wrists above me tight enough I couldn't escape, but didn't harm me.

"I'll get you some food," Jaxon said huskily, giving me a chaste kiss that made me whine before leaving me alone with Jace.

His hands trailed the exposed strip of my stomach between my waistband and belly button.

I shivered, my hips bucking up, trying to move his hand lower.

He pressed his hand flat into my stomach, pressing down and pinned me to the bed.

I whined at the feeling of his strength, easily overwhelming me and tried to fight against him.

I needed more of his touch, more of him.

"Please," I begged in a whimper. "It hurts."

"Calm, my beautiful mate." He hushed, leaning to press a kiss against my stomach. "I'll soothe you soon." He promised, his breath hot against my skin.

I gasped as his fingers slipped under the jumper, pushing it as he kissed up my body, stopping between my breasts and inhaling my scent for a moment.

"Jace," I breathed, my legs bending to squeeze together and I pulled against the restraints on my wrists, finding no give.

He kissed me then, covering my mouth and pinning me down, his hand pressing across my legs and pushing them to the bed, flattening me.

I wanted to beg. I wanted to be fucked... mated.

I wanted to be theirs completely, my desire and need for my mates becoming a painful ache between my legs. The smell of my Heat filled the room as Jace leaned above me, his eyes dark as he scented the full strength of my desire and need for him.

"Please, Jace," I whispered, my body arching towards him and my eyes searching his face, darting between his panting perfectly lips and his stormy blue eyes.

His eyes burned with desire, his hands tracing the waistband of my pants. "We want to," he inhaled my scent again and growled. "f**k. So badly.."

I whimpered at the gravel in his voice, his eyes suddenly pinning me with blown pupils and his hand stopped, twitching at my waistband.