“I’m going to knot,” he growls. “Take it.”
I close my eyes and scream, but he slaps my cheek—not hard, just enough to bring me back.
“Look at me, Omega.”
“I can’t... it’s too much...”
“You’ll take it,” he growls, rubbing at the tears sliding down my cheeks before leaning in to kiss me. The base of his cock swells, stretching me wider. “I want to knot you, love.”
“Do it!” I beg.
He cups my cheek and kisses me again.
“That would be selfish. I want them to feel how good it feels to have you milking their cocks.” He pulls out, leaving just his tip inside me, his balls massaging me as he rocks. “Fuck! You feel so good, Sedona.”
I want to respond, but it’s cut off by the growl he lets out before throwing his head back. Then Billy comes, spilling his seed deep inside my womb.
I feel the pulse of it, the heat of it. It goes on and on before he finally collapses on top of me. He is heavy, but I don’t even care.
He came inside me. That was so fucking hot.
“You okay?” he pants.
Seth slides his leaking cock back between my lips, and Tex is still rubbing my clit. The fire doesn’t go out; it just shifts.
“More,” I gasp, pulling off Seth’s cock. “I need more.”
Billy pulls out with a wet pop, and his cum and my slick gush out of me. I feel empty again.
“Turn over,” Seth says.
I scramble to obey, getting on my hands and knees. The mattress is damp beneath my palms.
Seth moves behind me, grips my hips, and lines himself up. He slides in, and I moan. The angle is different; he hits a spot that makes my toes curl.
“You feel so good,” Seth says. He starts to move, slower than Billy, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in and grinding his hips against my ass.
Tex appears in front of me, naked now too. His cock is thick, the head a dark purple. He cups my chin. “Open,” he says.
I open my mouth, and he slides in. I’m sandwiched between them—Seth in my pussy, Tex in my mouth—while Billy watches from the side, stroking himself back to hardness.
They move, Seth setting the pace from behind. His thrusts push me forward onto Tex’s cock. I’m a vessel, a receptacle, nothing but sensation.
My arms give out, and my face falls into the mattress. Tex adjusts, kneeling beside me and feeding me his cock from the side. Seth leans forward, draping his chest over my back to whisper in my ear.
“You’re doing so good,” he says. “Taking us so well.”
His hand snakes around my hip to find my clit again, and I come once more. This time, I see stars and gasp for air.
Seth groans, thrusts deep, and knots me. The lock is tight, and he holds still, pulsing inside me. Tex pulls out of my mouth and pumps his own shaft.
“Where?” he asks, his voice strained.
“On her,” Billy says. “Mark her.”
Tex aims at my back and roars. Ropes of white cum stripe my skin, warm and filthy. Seth follows me down, careful not to crush me.
We’re tied. But the fire is still there, and Billy is hard again.
