I move without thinking, sliding my arms beneath Sky’s trembling body. She’s burning up, her skin slick and fever-hot against my hands.
“Easy, cariño,” I whisper, my voice shaking even as I try to keep it low and steady.
Her body resists for half a second, twisting against my touch, but I pull her gently up, settling her across my lap so her back presses against my chest. A low purr builds in my chest, deep and steady. It vibrates through my ribs, spreading outward, filling the space between us.
“Spread her for me,” Alex says as he moves in front of me grabbing the base of his cock. I do as he asks, widening my own legs, then resting her feet on my knees. “I’ve got you, alpha.” Alex’s big hand wraps around my shaft, positioning it right at Sky’s opening. She’s soaked, slick and cum still dripping out of her.
Alex’s other hand pushes between Skyla’s ass and my groin, lifting her slightly. Then she’s lowered onto my cock, her hot pussy taking me all the way to the root.
Skyla’s head falls back against my shoulder, breathhitching in shallow bursts. The tremors still roll through her, but I can feel the rhythm of them easing as Alex pushes his cock in, right next to mine.
He gives a few slow thrusts, his shaft sliding across mine, before rocking in and out at a steady rhythm. The feel of his velvety skin and her silken channel makes my head spin, and I grip Sky’s hips, trying to steady myself.
Skyla’s body softens, the tension in her limbs bleeding out until she’s breathing, trembling, and holding on.
“I fucking love how greedy she is for cock,” Alex murmurs, voice low and rough, as Knox moves in behind him.
The pack alpha licks his fingers before reaching down, out of my line of sight. I can’t see what Knox is doing—but Alex can feel it.
Alex’s brows twitch at first, then his mouth curving into that dangerous little smile that always knocks the breath out of me. His dark blue eyes flicker up to mine, bright and sharp, then they flutter closed as a quiet sound slips from his throat.
I can’t look away.
I stare at the pair as Knox grips Alex’s shoulder, then begins fucking into the alpha. Alex grunts as Knox forces the red-haired alpha’s cock to knock deeper and deeper into Skyla, and over me.
It feels like heaven.
“Dakota,” Knox growls, low and deep—soaked in command.
The sound ripples through the room, vibrating in my chest, making Skyla moan. Dakota’s head snaps up. He tears his gaze away from Skyla, pupils blown wide, chest rising fast as he looks toward the pack alpha, every muscle in his body trembling with anticipation.
“Bring me that cock,” Knox snarls, his gaze zeroed in on Dakota’s hand. It’s wrapped around his shaft, jerking himself slowly. “I want to taste it.”
Dakota moves—standing on the bed with shaky legs. The mattress rocks under his weight as he makes his way toward Knox, each breath coming shallow and quick, like he already knows he’s about to be touched and can’t quite breathe through it.
The bed dips under the pack alpha’s weight as he leans forward with his mouth open, swallowing Dakota down. Knox’s weight presses against Alex’s back, creating a domino effect—Alex’s chest meets Skyla’s, his hands planted on either side of my hips, trying not to crush her, but it still pushes me deeper into the mattress.
The press of bodies, the heat, the rhythm of shared breathing—it’s overwhelming in the best way.
Then Knox moves, thrusting, fucking all of us, one into another and another.
He thrusts forward, his body curved around Alex, using the motion of his hips to suck Dakota off at the same time. Back and forth. In and out of Alex, back and forth over Dakota.
Skyla moans as Alex’s cock shoves forward, slipping over mine, filling her greedy hole.
“Fuck,” Alex snarls against Skyla’s shoulder, his breath coming out in harsh pants.
We all fall into a steady rhythm—thrust, gasp, withdrawal, moan. Over and over again.
Soon, the nerves in my chest dissolve, burned away by the impossible rightness of it all. For the first time in days, everything feels right.
My balls draw taut when Knox thrusts especially hard, making Skyla mewl and Alex grunt.
“More,” our sweet omega begs, tilting her head to the side, baring her throat to me and Alex.
My gaze drops to her pretty skin, taking in the faded scars right beneath her ear and Knox’s perfect, prominent bite at the juncture of her throat. My canines tingle as I stare at it, heart pounding, cock throbbing.
I slide a hand up her side, feeling the soft curves of her body pressed beneath Alex’s weight.
