Alaric finally groans long and low.
He rolls onto his back, pulling Anya with him so she is lying on top of him, her stomach to his chest. His hands slide up and grip her ass cheeks, spreading them wide open for me like an offering.
“Take her, Lorenzo,” he rasps, voice wrecked. “She is still dripping everywhere. Look at that pretty little asshole winking at you.”
I crawl forward on my knees, eyes locked between her spread cheeks. White cream is still slowly leaking out of her tiny brown hole. It is puffy and red from Marcus’s earlier pounding, the rim glistening with a mix of slick and thick semen that keeps bubbling out in lazy drops. Every time her asshole clenches, another creamy bead pushes out and runs down toward her pussy.
“Goddamn, baby,” I whisper reverently. “You look sobeautiful like this. All stretched and creamy from your other husbands. Such a perfect pregnant omega for the pack.”
Alaric holds her ass cheeks even wider, pulling the soft flesh apart so her hole opens slightly. I reach out and circle her anus with the pad of my thumb, slow and worshipful, smearing the leaking cum around the sensitive rim. Anya whimpers and buries her face in Alaric’s broad chest, her pregnant belly rising and falling with quick breaths.
I push two fingers into her asshole at once.
She gasps sharply, the sound muffled against Alaric’s skin. Her hole is still loose and slick from Marcus, but it flutters hot and greedy around my fingers, sucking them deeper. More thick white cum squelches out around my knuckles and drips down onto Alaric’s hairy thighs in messy strings.
“Tell me what you want, sweetheart,” I murmur, slowly fucking my fingers in and out of her creamy ass. “Use your words like a good omega wife.”
Anya’s voice is shaky and desperate. “I want it… I want you to fuck me.”
I twist my fingers deeper, scissoring them to stretch her even more. “Where do you want my cock, baby? Be filthy for me.”
She moans, face still hidden in Alaric’s chest. “My butt…please fuck my butt, Lorenzo.”
“Good girl,” I add a third finger, pushing all three deep into her asshole. The wet, filthy squelch is loud as more of Marcus’s cum spills out over my hand and coats Alaric’s thighs in sticky white streaks. Her inner walls flutter and squeeze around my fingers like she is trying to pull me deeper.
I can’t wait any longer.
I pull my fingers free with a wet pop and line up the fat, leaking head of my cock against her stretched little hole. I push forward slowly, watching in awe as her puffy brown ring stretches wide around my thickness. The heatinside her ass is unreal— scorching, silky, and still slippery with the cum my packmate left behind.
“Fuuuuck,” I groan, eyes rolling back as I sink inch after inch into her. Her asshole grips me, fluttering and pulsing around every ridge of my cock. The filthy feeling of pushing through all that leftover cum makes my balls draw up tight. “Your ass is so fucking hot and creamy, baby. I can feel Marcus’s load squelching around my dick while I stretch you open.”
I bottom out, my heavy balls pressed against her pussy where Alaric is still knotted. For a moment, I just stay there, buried to the hilt in her pregnant ass, savoring the way her hole clenches and milks me.
Then I start thrusting.
Slow at first, long, deep strokes that make her whimper and push back against me. I watch my cock slide in and out of her tight ring, shiny and coated in mixed cum and slick. The wet, obscene sounds fill the bedroom every time my hips slap against her round ass cheeks.
“Take it, omega,” I growl, picking up speed. “Take every inch of your husband’s cock in this greedy pregnant ass. You love being full in both holes, don’t you? One knot in your pussy and another stretching your dirty little asshole.”
Anya is moaning loudly now, her body rocking between us. I fuck her harder, faster, pounding into her ass with deep, rhythmic thrusts that make her pregnant belly jiggle against Alaric’s front. My balls slap wetly against her cum-slick pussy with every stroke.
“Ah…Ahhh,” she moans.
“Gonna fill this ass up again,” I grunt, hips snapping faster. “Until it’s pouring out of you like a faucet.”
I slam in deep one final time and roar as I cum.
“Oh yes! Oh fuck,” she gasps.
Thick, powerful jets of hot semen explode deep inside herasshole, pulse after pulse, flooding her insides until I feel it leaking out around my shaft. My knot swells fast, inflating rapidly and locking me inside her with a wet, obscene pop. The pressure is incredible. I grind against her ass, forcing the knot even deeper while I keep spurting, filling her until fresh white cream bubbles out around the swollen base.
I collapse over her back, still buried to the hilt, kissing her shoulder and neck while my knot continues to throb and pump the last drops into her.
From the large chair in the corner, Ryker’s deep voice cuts through the heavy breathing.
“You two did a good job,” he says, voice rough with approval and lust. “Look at our pregnant wife… absolutely wrecked and dripping. I hope you enjoyed yourself, baby, because I am going to make love to you next. Slow and deep, just the way you like it when you are full of the pack’s cum.”
Anya whimpers happily between us, her body trembling, ass still locked tight around my knot. I kiss the claiming mark on her neck and smile against her skin.
