Arlo’s hand finds my throat, gentle but possessive, thumb stroking over the fresh bite he just gave me. “Ours,” he echoes, kissing the mark reverently. “Forever. No one else gets to touch you. No one else gets to have you. You’re ours now, baby.”
I come again, screaming their names, clenching so hard around both cocks that they follow right after, Arlo spilling deep inside me, Fox flooding me until cum and slick are leaking out around their joined bodies in messy, obscene trails.
We collapse in a sweaty, sticky, mated tangle in the middle of my nest, Arlo pulling out seconds before Fox thrusts his swelling knot inside of me.
“One day,” Fox murmurs. “One day, I’m going to knot Arlo inside of you.”
I wriggle against him, only rewarding myself with another shock to my pussy as the movement rubs against the bite he put there. Arlo just chuckles from his spot beside us. “I’ll fucking pass out, if my cock gets squeezed like that but fuck, I’m here for it.”
He rolls toward me, his fingers grazing the bite on our shoulder, a purr pulling from my lips as I’m finally sated. “Were you scared of losing Fox to Carolina?”
“No,” I push out. “But if I did, I would have ruined that dinner and dragged Fox home anyway.”
They both laugh but they have no idea how serious I am. No one gets to touch my Alphas and now, I’m properly claimed.
My eyes drift to the clock telling me it’s nearly midnight. An array of Chinese food is spread across my nest, the three of us still completely naked, covered in cum and sweat and slick. The aftershocks have faded into something soft and warm, though every other second, I have to slap one or both Alphas because they keep thinking of doing nasty things to me.
I had no idea how often they thought of me. A grumble runs through my chest as I reach over the side of the nest and shrug on a shirt. Both growl at the loss of skin but I just point a fork at them, one that has lo mein dangling from it.
“No! I’m going to start slicking again and I can’t... I need a breather.”
Arlo just sighs, stuffing a wonton into his mouth as I reach out and brush my toes along his shin. This feels perfect, impossibly perfect. Even if I have no idea what happened at the rest of the auction, I only need this moment right here.
I shift forward to grab a dumpling and sigh, slick leaking out of me as my thighs brush together, irritating Fox’s bite there.
The Alpha just grins, leaning back on his hands. “Knowing that every time your pants are a little too tight, you’re going to feel it gives me great pride. And when you wear your bathing suit... everyone is going to see...”
I slap at his leg. “Fox! My baseball pants are tight!” The true impracticality of where he bit me is starting to surface. “You bit my fucking thigh, Fox. Fuck.” I spread my thighs a little, staring at the teeth marks, about to make another comment when he reaches over and runs his fingers across the fresh mark, pressing in a little.
I moan before I can stop myself, a fresh gush of slick leaking out of me and onto the blankets.
“Stop!” I whine, immediately grabbing another dumpling and stuffing my face. “I’m trying to eat.”
Fox’s grin is pure sin. “You can eat while I do this.”
He drags me onto his cock in one smooth motion, fucking up into me while I’m still holding chopsticks. Arlo laughs softly as he tries to feed me another bite, but I cry out, head falling back as Fox grabs my tits for leverage, thumbs brushing over my nipples.
“You look so beautiful mated now,” Arlo murmurs, eyes full of hunger as he watches Fox fuck me. “Our marks on you. Our cum inside you.Our Omega.”
Fox dips his head and seals his mouth over Arlo’s fresh bite on my neck.
Arlo’s eyes roll back and he comes instantly, hard, painting my stomach and thighs and Fox’s skin with thick ropes of cum.
Fox laughs, a deviant edge to the noise. “Well, that’s a handy little trick. Knowing I can have both of you like that.”
I moan as Fox slides his fingers down to press against the fresh bite on my thigh. The pressure sends me over the edge again,slick and cum everywhere because he never even knotted me this time. I go completely boneless between them, panting, tears of pure overwhelmed pleasure slipping down my cheeks.
“I already thought the sex was good,” I manage, voice hoarse and wrecked, “but fuck… I might have died and gone to heaven.”
Arlo and Fox both laugh and pull me tighter between them, kissing every inch of skin they can reach.
“Welcome home, baby,” Arlo whispers against my new bite.
Fox presses a gentle kiss to the mark on my thigh. “Ours.”
I close my eyes, safe and claimed and so fucking loved I can barely breathe, and let myself believe it.
This is real.
