Holy heck. This is going to fuel my fantasies for the foreseeable future.
James groans. His cock throbs against my folds. Ralph manoeuvres my hips so James' tip is notched inside my entrance. I feel my slick dripping down the curve of my butt. "He's… oh fuck. Ralph's licking along my shaft."
Sweat makes the spot where my face rests against James' cling to my skin. "Good?" I ask, softly.
"Uhhh…" James gasps. "So good. And…" his breath hitches, "oh fuck… it will be even better when Ralph is using his tongue on both of us… and I'm inside you…"
James' head flops into the crook of my neck. My hips rock back and forth as the pressure of his cock at my entrance makes me gasp. The bulbous head feels incredible and I want so much more.
The warm, wet pressure from Ralph's tongue swipes rhythmically against my clit, and James' cock starts to dip insideme. I moan with pleasure over the sound of the wet slurp that accompanies the sudden warm flicking against my clit.
I angle my hips so I can slide further down James' shaft as I rock my hips against him. My body is alight, every nerve sizzling with desire and want. Ralph hums against my clit, sucking it hard while he flicks it with his tongue. Allen's face clenches as he thrusts forward. A soft, growly groan escapes his lips as he sinks into Ralph, his fresh, grassy, lemony scent wrapping around us as he thrusts.
"Fuck. Our beta… he's fucking loving this… squeezing like a vise… fuck." Allen's rumbly panting speeds up along with his thrusts, his head flopping forward. "James… tell… us how… she feels."
James' head nuzzles my neck as he thrusts, his hands clenching at my hips, fingers digging in. I press his hands in harder. "Holy fuck… so wet and tight… the best… I've ever… uhhhhh."
My whole body is on fire. I just want more of everything.
Ralph's tongue speeds up as I fist his hair, pressing his face harder into my cunt.
"More, more, more, oh God, please, more," I pant. I can feel James' knot start to swell just outside my entrance.
That man has been seriously blessed.
Allen's eyes are lit up with lust. My omega thrusts my arms out to him, making grabby hands. He leans forward, neither James nor him nor Ralph breaking their delicious rhythm, and seizes my mouth in a claiming kiss that sets off fireworks under my skin.
Through the haze of lust, the thought strikes me that I hope Ralph can still breathe down there. His tongue doesn't seem to break its rhythm, at least.
I groan into Allen's mouth, and press myself against him.
James leans forward and swipes the hair away from my neck and nips at my earlobe. His hands and mouth send zips of electricity across my neck and down my spine, making me clench and quiver. He groans as his thrusts get shorter and faster. His hand darts around my shoulders and pulls me back against his chest, away from Allen's kiss.
James' breath is hot against my ear. "Do you want my knot, omega?" he pants, his voice wine dark.
What kind of a question is that?
Leaning back on one hand, I lift myself halfway up James' shaft, as I tug at Ralph's hair with the other. His mouth breaks away from my clit as he gazes up at me, lips slack, as my body seizes with pleasure. My skin burns for him, for all of them. I thrust myself down James' cock, hard, and pull Ralph closer until his face is level with mine, and seize his mouth in a ravenous kiss. James' knot pops inside me as he shudders and shouts. Sudden fire licks across my skin in an explosion of insurmountable pleasure as every nerve inside me is pulled tight by James' knot. I scream into Ralph's kiss as my body seizes and my vision shatters into whiteness.
I lean back against James' damp chest into his shuddering breaths. His arms encircle me as Ralph explodes with a shout. I feel his hot cum lash against my leg.
"Yes," I murmur, nuzzling into James' neck, every centimetre of my skin electrified with aftershocks.
Ralph falls forward and rests his head on my chest for a moment, then gently teases my clit and the place where James and I are joined with his fingers. Allen's face clenches behind him as he thrusts into Ralph with abandon, then stills. He leans forward, resting his head on Ralph's shoulder.
"Perfect. You're both so… perfect," Allen mutters.
My omega sighs, content.
Chapter 11
The room smells like the most delicious garden after a storm.
It should stink like cum and musk and sweat. But it just smells… safe. Like the place I didn't know I missed.
Intellectually, part of me knows that I should be panicking right now. I'm still stretched around James' knot, completely filled and sated in more ways than one. Thick, broad arms, dusted with light gold hair, are wrapped around me, encircling me in a way that makes me feel like I belong there. Even though I'm literally locked onto the cock of a man I barely know—I couldn't run away if I wanted to—there's no tight tangle in my chest, no squeeze in my jaw, no prickle of hair standing on end. My body and my omega are both telling my brain that I'm safe.
Ralph is resting his head on my stomach, sweat beading on his back, as I stroke his hair. A blissed-out smile smooths over his face. Even though I haven't known him anywhere long enough to know this, the way Allen keeps glancing at his face makes me think this isn't an expression he wears often.
