I barely croak out, “Yes!" Then the fingers are gone, and the blunt head of his cock is lined up with my tight ring of muscle.
He pushes in, more gently than I expected, until just the head pops inside, and we both groan at how fucking good it feels to have him inside me.
His hips flex and retreat, gaining little ground inside of me. Candice bobs her head, swirling her tongue around my tip each time she comes close to the end, and it's making my muscles twitch and tighten around Xan as he pants in my ear.
“Fuck…omega, omega stop." It is not a full bark, just enough to get her attention.
She pulls back with a loud pop and I dribble seed onto the bed at the suddenly cold air against my heated skin.
“Such a good little omega, my Pretty Lady. But he’s going to come too quickly if you keep doing that. You make him feel too good." His hips snap against me, and he is finally fully seated to the knot.
He bites my shoulder, moaning around my skin.
“You feel so fucking good Jacks, but I was about lose it watching her suck you off….I just need a minute.” He whispersinto my ear.
His voice rising for her, “Can you present for your alphas, turn around so he can knot you properly and bond you like he wants to badly.”
His hand reaches around stroking me once and squeezing my knot hard, my hips buck against him, and my breathing stutters.
Candice scrambles around, thrusting her ass in the air and wiggling it at me. Fuck me, she is so wet, slick dripping down the inside of her thighs, and I want a taste. I want to bury my face in her core and drink her down. But it’s not the time for that, for now I need to feel her. Feel her wrapped around my aching cock, feel her flesh between my teeth, feel her warmth in my chest, snuggled close to Xan’s. He touches her hip, guiding her closer, her legs are between mine now, brushing the inside of Xan’s thighs. He reaches forward, gathering her slick and smearing it all over my shaft, stroking me hard and fast until I let out a strangled moan, and then he lines me up with her dripping pussy.
“Now, fuck our omega!" He hisses into my ear before slamming into me hard, causing me to fill her with one thrust.
My fingers spasm as my hands pull against the bonds. I need to touch her, to stroke her, to wrap my fist in her hair, pull her head to the side and sink my teeth in behind Gabe’s mark. I can see the perfect spot, Xan and I can overlap right over her spine. But Xan’s fingers are back in my hair, holding my head in place, or I would already be sinking my teeth into that perfect spot. Claiming her as mine, as ours. My teeth ache with the need tomark her, and my jaw throbs where it was recently fractured, but I can’t seem to loosen the muscles to relieve the pressure.
She moans and writhes against me, pushing back even as Xan is fucking me into her savagely. Little whimpers reach my ears, as she braces her hands against the mattress, pushing back, trying to get closer, trying to knot herself on my dick. I completely lose it, pulling against Xan’s hand in my hair, snarling and snapping in frustration. His hand drops, releasing my scalp, and pulling the ties loose from my hands, freeing me to touch her, like I need to do so badly. But then he growls against my back and grips my hips tight, nails digging into my skin and I faintly register the tickling sensation of blood running down my skin as he slams in me, forcing me deep inside her. She looses a keening cry, her muscles clamping down on me as my knot forces its way inside, and I pump her full of my come, her body milking me for all I’m worth.
“Now, bite her, bond her…make her ours!" Xan shoves my head down towards her, as he growls and empties himself inside me. He seems to be riding the razor's edge of a rut, and I have no doubt he would knot me right now if he could. Being an alpha my body isn’t built to take a knot, though sometimes I wish I could. My teeth are on her, that perfect spot, and I bite, causing her to cry out again, as she continues to come wrapped around my knot, draining me dry.
I feel like collapsing between the two of them, dark behind me, light in front. But I need to take care of my new mark, as I feel her warm and bright growing inside my chest. The contrastis a bit startling between her and Xan. Her little spark is like a tiny sun bringing light and warmth into my chest. Xan is warm, but dark, like a hot breath on the back of your neck when you knew you were alone. I love him, but sometimes I forget how black he can be. I feel quiet echoes of Leo and Gabe as well, and they reflect Candice’s tiny sun right back to her. Xan pulls me back against him.
“You truly are the most amazing thing to ever happen to me.” He kisses my neck just below my ear, then pulls out, causing a shudder to run down my spine.
He guides me to help Candice lay down on her side, since I’m behind her, and still buried inside her, not leaving anytime soon. Maybe I should apply for a change of address, and just take up residence. I smile at my own ridiculous joke, and run my fingers through her hair, gently loosening tangles, and fluffing it out so the sweat can dry from her skin.
Chapter 43
Imake my way to the shower, my legs are still shaking, but I need to clean up in case Candice needs another knot soon. It would be a lie to say I didn’t also want to leave my mark on her perfect neck. Finally tied together with the rest of them. It’s more than I could have hoped for. Gabe and Leo are more like brothers to me than anything else, but I’ll still rest easier knowing I can feel them, and knowing they’re safe at any given time.
I want to feel Candice like I do Jacks. That man’s bond is like a sparkly fucking unicorn dancing around my dark chest. I can feel the echo of her through the bond Jacks and I share, but I want it for myself too. Maybe that’s greedy, but I don’t care, I’ll allow myself to be greedy for this.
Once the water’s hot enough I step under the spray. My back twitches and the muscles loosen under the heat. I rarely let myself go that far with Jacks, he’s too soft and sweet, especially when it comes to Candice. But sometimes you just need to letit out to play, and I think they both enjoyed it. I know Jacks likes being tied up sometimes, and Candicemight, so that’s something to look forward to trying. Ugh, I should probably pace myself, we’re gonna be at it for a few days, and I don’t want to burn out too soon.
I scrub my hair, debating if I should cut it or not, I haven’t bothered in years, and it just keeps growing. Jacks likes to play with it now, so I’ll probably just have him trim the ends up, my mind wanders, relaxing under the steam and clearing my head. I know once I get back into that room and Candice’s perfume hits again I am gonna be fucked. I damned near tipped into rut earlier with Jacks, and I don’t want to risk hurting him, ever. Fuck, her scent, the sounds she makes, the feel of her skin…I’m getting hard again just from the memory, and I don’t think it’ll be long before I do go into a rut if I’m not careful.
I mean, ruts and omegas go together like…well…chocolate and peanut butter, we were made to satisfy them, and I’ll gladly do everything in my power to keep her healthy, happy, safe,andsatisfied.
Fuck, I need her. I love Jacks, but I don’t think I’ve ever felt this way about anyone, I just don’t want to do anything to make it awkward.
Like fucking him hard into her with no warning…yeah, no chance of awkward there.
Fuck.
I wrap my hair in a towel, and put another one around my hips before stepping back into the nest. Jacks isstill wrapped around her, and they look sort of perfect together. My bright colorful alpha with all his sharp edges, and our pale sweet omega soft and cozy. The balance between them really is stunning.
But, I’m getting distracted. I grab up the towels and washcloths from earlier, and head downstairs to put them in the washer along with ones I’m currently wearing. I walk into the dining room to grab an apple out of the fruit bowl and it’s gone…dammit. Gabe must have grabbed it to take upstairs when he was picking out snacks last night, so I cross the kitchen and reach into the pantry to grab some jerky before heading back to the nest. My cell is plugged in and laying on the counter, and the screen flashes with a voicemail when I walk by, a tiny alarm bell rings in my mind, and I look back towards the stairs. It should be fine, everyone else is up there with her.
I pull open my voicemail and enter the code, and wait for it to click over. It’s Kelly at the garage, and she sounds really upset. What the hell.
