He’s here with me now, and it’s more than I ever thought I would get.
Raking my nails along his chest, I can feel his cock rise higher, until it’s pressed between our bodies. I look down into his eyes to see if he’s really ready.
“What about you, mate? Are you ready to share me?” I say it with a flirty tone, but I’m serious.
“All the more men to protect you, my pet.” His hands grip my ass cheeks, spreading them, exposing my ass to Grayson.
I feel the heat of Gray at my back. I try to turn to see him, but Silas grips my chin and holds my gaze. He doesn’t let me look away as Gray teases my entrance.
My fingers curl into Silas’s chest, nearly breaking skin when Gray’s massive cock presses inside me. He pauses partway in, throbbing, letting me feel every inch.
At my shoulder, he rasps, “You’ve got enough slick to lube the entire clan. What should I do with it?”
Heat burns my cheeks. He rocks in and out, shallow. Not deep enough. I grip Silas tighter, biting back my plea.
A chair scrapes against the floor. Orion, naked, his erection jutting forward, drags the leather chair closer. Before he sits down, he leans close, eyes where Gray and I connect. “If she has slick to spare.”
Then Grayson pulls out, leaving me empty only long enough to gasp before Orion’s fingers invade me. He doesn’t just slide in—he impales me with three fingers at once, stretching me so suddenly I cry out. My body clenches around the intrusion as he twists his hand, curling fingers up, then drags them out slowly, trailing a glistening web of slick.
Then he takes a seat, knees splayed wide, and grips his cock. That was absolutely filthy. My mouth drops open in awe.
Silas steals my attention again. “Ready, pet?”
I don’t have a chance to say yes, though I would have asked,ready for what, exactly?
Grayson presses against my pussy again, circling, gathering more slick with the head of his cock, before pulling out just enough to drag upward. He presses against my ass, and I shake my head.
“He won’t fit,” I widen my eyes at Silas, who just smirks.
“You wanted us to show you how a pack shares their mate, didn’t you?”
Grayson’s warm chest sears my back. He kisses my neck, while Silas’s rough hands trace along my curves before slipping between us. His thumb finds my clit, and the pleasure is instant. My body clenches, walls working the empty space inside me.
“She’s ready,” Silas says. Gray continues to kiss the space between my neck and shoulder. With one knee braced on the bed, I can feel him at my ass again. I’ve never done this before. My omega keens and lifts my ass higher, ready for it.
He presses in, slowly at first. I don’t understand how it’ll fit, how my body is opening for him. I remember what it felt like the first time we had sex. It was a tight fit. Grayson is huge. Bigger than his twin, somehow.
Silas soothes me down the bond, his eyes holding me captive, encouraging me, as Grayson breaches my asshole.
“So fucking tight,” Gray rasps, like he’s in pain. He pushes in farther, and it stings, but then he pulls back, and I instantly miss the pressure.
Silas’s thumb returns to my clit. Circling languidly, relaxing me, sending vibrations of pleasure through my body. And Grayson takes his time, in and out, slower, deeper.
“Deep breath, baby. Relax. Push out with your ass,” he tells me, and it feels so weird, but I do, opening up more for him, and he sinks in deeper.
Until he’s at the hilt. At least, I think he is. I feel so full, it seems impossible for me to move. I glance over. Orion is lazily stroking his cock, a soft smile on his face, solely focused on me.
His love is so strong I can feel it, even without the bond.
This is what sharing in a pack looks like. It’s not about how deep they can get inside my body. It’s about how connected we are.
The guys lift me slightly. It pushes Gray deeper. Silas notches at my entrance, then pushes inside my pussy. “So good, pet,” he praises. “You’re doing so good for us.”
My omega preens at the praise. I let out a whimpering sound, and he runs his fingers along my ear, threading them into my hair. “You like that, Mona? You like to hear how good you are for us?”
I nod frantically. And then he pushes, all the way in. I gasp, but it’s perfect. The pressure is intense, even stronger when Grayson pulls out and thrusts back in.
Silas bucks beneath me, and they fall into a rhythm, in and out. Grayson, buried deep in my ass, his fingers digging bruises into my hips as Silas claims my pussy. I turn, gasping, to find Orion watching me with dark eyes, feral and hungry. His powerful grip tightens around his knot, his other hand a blur as he alternates between vicious, demanding strokes and slow twists, corkscrewing his length.
