She swallows in gulps and sputters. I cradle her and fight the urge to rut into her before she’s finished drinking.
“Gonna die,” she whimpers. It is not a joke. Her body is boiling. “Need?—”
“Knots, angel,” Kellen murmurs. “We know.”
Nolan and I work to shift Piper so she’s on her back. Kellen kneels at the head of the nest and strokes her hair with careful fingers. “You’re doing so good,” he whispers.
I kiss the inside of her knee. She yelps. I kiss up the thigh. She moans, voice already falling apart. Nolan uses one thick hand to brace her pelvis, the other to slide his fingers through the wet mess between her legs. I want to bite him for getting there first, but then Piper reaches out and grabs my wrist again, nails digging in, so I let Nolan do the honors while I focus on her and the frantic way her chest heaves.
Nolan doesn’t waste a heartbeat. His fingers slide in with a kind of brute, unrelenting authority that would have made me homicidally jealous if Piper didn’t look like she was about to actually disintegrate from sheer want. He’s never gentle with her when she needs this, and she fucking needs this, and so the sound that escapes her throat is somewhere in the genus of wild animal.
She’s already shaking apart, but Nolan’s not letting up. He’s got her by the thigh and is holding her open and down, like he’s bracing a live wire against the ground. Piper’s sobbing, and when I lean in to see her face, her pupils are saucers and her skin is glazed in sweat and lust. Everything about her is red—her knuckles where she grips the nest and the flush running from her cheeks down to her tits.
I know exactly how this is going to go, but it’s the first time I’ve actually seen her like this—caught between wanting to crawlout of her own skin and wanting to be ruined. Her eyes flutter between rolled-back bliss and desperate focus. When her hips buck up against Nolan’s palm, her teeth catch her lower lip hard enough to blanch it white. Then Nolan’s ring finger disappears alongside the others, and the sound she makes—half-sob, half-growl—vibrates through the mattress beneath us.
Kellen kneels at Piper’s head and strokes her hair while whispering sweet nothings that are lost under the cacophony of Piper’s mewling and the slap-slick noise of her slicked-up cunt. Kellen’s own cock is so hard, visible under the thin cotton of his briefs, and he’s grinding into the edge of the nest like he can’t process his own helplessness.
Fuck. He’s beautiful, too. I don’t remember consciously deciding to do it, but my hand is suddenly groping over the tangled sheets and grabbing Kellen’s cock through his briefs. The noise he makes when I palm him is almost enough to send me over the edge by sympathy alone. His cock actually twitches in my grip when I pull him out of his briefs.
He moans my name and grinds into my hand with zero shame as Piper’s nest becomes nothing but lust. Kellen’s always been a little delicate, easy to ruffle, but right now he’s rut-drunk and desperate, writhing as I stroke the length of him in slow, deliberate pumps. I lick my thumb and circle the head just to watch him squirm. He’s breathless, pink all the way to the tips of his ears, and he keeps reaching to steady himself on Piper’s shoulder, like he needs to ground himself or he’ll float off into the stratosphere. The air is so thick with pheromones I can practically taste Piper’s heat on my tongue.
Piper’s next noise is a scream. Pure, ragged. Nolan’s got three fingers inside her now and he’s not letting up, just pistoning in and out with mechanical precision. I can see the wet mess slicking down his wrist and pooling under Piper’s ass, and my brain short-circuits so hard I forget to breathe.
Kellen whimpers, his hips pounding against my hand. I tighten my grip and he bucks into it, eyes rolling back. “Fuck, El—” he gasps, voice gone high and needy.
“Can’t—gonna—” Piper’s voice is a thin, trembling wire, and then her whole body seizes up. She’s jerking against Nolan, clutching the blankets so hard her knuckles go white, and whatever comes out of her mouth is pure animal.
And then it happens. Piper doesn’t just cum, she detonates. Her body bows off the bed and her mouth forms a perfect O. She screams Nolan’s name so loud it makes my chest clench. The muscles in her abdomen seize, and the wet sound of her squirt is obscenely loud. She shakes apart, then sags back, only to arch again when Nolan’s other hand presses on her lower belly and grinds his palm into her clit.
Kellen makes a strangled, high-pitched sound that’s almost as desperate as Piper’s. But instead of cumming in my hand, he decides to save it for our omega, and instead reaches over Piper to palmmycock.
Piper watches Kellen pull my cock from my own briefs. She grins and gasps, “My alphas.”
Nolan’s eyes are black, and when Piper goes limp for half a second, he takes that as a signal to escalate. He motions for Kellen and I to move, so we do, with Kellen rounding the nest to my side before falling to his knees before me. Meanwhile, Nolan flips Piper in a single movement. Piper gasps and grabs the pillow in front of her. She’s on her knees now, ass up and quivering, and her cunt is so open and wet I honestly feel dizzy just looking at it.
Nolan glances at me. I hold Piper’s hips with one hand while placing my other on the edge of the bed to steadymyself. Piper is shivering, desperate, but so far gone she can barely even ask for what she wants. I press my palm to her lower back, anchoringher, and whisper, “You’re so beautiful. Do you want to watch us while he fucks you?”
She nods her head desperately.
Kellen takes that as a yes. His mouth descends, warm and wet. The pressure of his tongue flat against the underside sends electric currents up my spine. I move my hand from the bed to his hair and twist his hair, gripping tighter with each bob of his head. The world narrows to the slick heat of his throat, the vibration when he hums around me. Something tears from my chest—a sound I don’t recognize as my own—raw and unfiltered, echoing off the walls.
Piper cries out in pleasure. “Yes, take him, Kellen.”
I nearly cum from that alone.
Nolan drags his cock up the split of Piper’s cunt, slicking himself all the way. When he pushes in, Piper howls and pushes back, greedy for the feeling of fullness. Nolan bottoms out, and his knot is already thickening.
If Nolan was intense before, now he’s a fucking animal. He grinds into her, rutting hard, chasing his own pleasure as well as hers. Piper gasps, her voice cracking as she cums again, still begging for more. She reaches out with one hand to grab the base of my cock and hold it as Kellen continues to bob along my length. The sight of my omega and my best friend working my cock together nearly sends me off the edge.
I pull away from both of them before cumming. “Fuck, you’re both amazing.”
Nolan’s fingers dig into Piper’s hips. His jaw drops open to emit a guttural sound from his throat as he spills his release into her. Minutes pass with them locked together, his breathing gradually slowing, until finally he slides free with a slick sound.
He catches my eye and then jerks his chin toward Piper’s flushed body. “She needs you now.”
I roll Piper onto her back, her hair fanning across the pillow. Her eyes lock with mine. When I push forward, her body yields with wet slap that sends a shock of pleasure through my length. The base of my cock throbs and tightens. My knot swells. I push it inside her and her walls flutter around me. She gasps my name, and suddenly I’m seeing stars. I shudder against her, my forehead pressed to hers as we both cum together.
“You’re so beautiful, angel,” I whisper.
