As my muscles ease, I feel it. My knot is aching unusually. And, breathing in Fern’s scent again, I start to swell.
It’s wonderful in a strange manner. Fern gasps, looking down at me.
Arch—very cautiously— is fucking our omega over us.
He leans his body down over her and she turns her face, kissing him passionately.
He groans and leans back, and I can see the devotion in his face.
“Here, flower,” Ben says, kneeling and palming his cock. “A knot in every hole and you’ll be much closer to feeling better.”
She makes a skeptical sound—to our chuckles—but takes his cock in her mouth as she leans out a bit from my body.
More and more of my seed enters my mate as my knot pulses pleasurably.
“Fuck, love, here it comes,” Arch grits out, hips still moving close and easy.
“Stay deep,” Ben cautions, “And smell her.”
Arch bends down over her, hips slapping softly, burying his nose in her hair. A long whine escapes from between his gritted teeth.
Fern whimpers around Ben’s cock and I can only assume that Arch is swelling too.
Ben grips the base of his cock hard. “Swallow it down, my little omega,” he purrs, chest rumbling.
Another jet of cum escapes me and I shiver as the small orgasm takes me. I brush Fern’s hair back from her face where she is working Ben’s cock hard.
“Good girl,” he praises and his muscles tense. He grabs Fern’s head and thrusts the rest of his cock down her throat.
“Breathe, sweetling, you can do it. Let him in.” My purr strengthens, nervous for this mouth knot that Ben spoke of.
She swallows dutifully, eyes closed in clear bliss. Arch settles himself into a more comfortable position.
“Good, fuck, so good, Fern,” Ben whispers, bent over her, his nose as close to her hair as he can get it, wings extended high above us.
He gasps and a moan escapes him.
“Yeah,” I say, slightly salty still, “It’s an odd feeling.”
“Yes, it is rather unusual,” he manages. He must come again for he pants hard for a moment. “I’ll have to document the sensations later.”
Arch snorts, his tail winding around to stroke Ben’s back.
“The notes show that the knot in an omega’s mouth deflates much quicker than ones in other parts of the body.”
“That’s good,” Arch grumbles.
I come again. “Fuuuuck,” I whine, getting oversensitive. “She’s going to be full of our seed.”
“Yes, that is the idea,” Ben mutters as he strokes Fern’s face devotedly. My tail is still rubbing her back and I can see the movement of Arch’s arm, probably rubbing her thigh. Fern’s eyes are closed and her body lax. She might even be dozing.
“Is she in pain?” I ask quietly.
“She should be in only minor discomfort if anything, at this point. Oh–arghh–”
His cock slips limply from her mouth, knot still slightly swollen. He quickly cups her chin as her eyes open.
“Swallow that last bit, flower, get it down,” he encourages.
