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With one hand, I reached between my legs, desperate for release, but Garret pushed my hand away before I could touch the bundle of nerves threatening to kill me if it kept pulsing like it did. “Let us take care of you. It’s what we’re made for.”
When he was talking, he wasn’t licking.
“Take care of me,” I pleaded, wiggling my ass in his face before taking Parris deep into my mouth.
I moaned into his cock. I delighted in the way he stretched my lips and slid over my tongue. I would never get tired of the taste of his cock. It was like devouring the most obscenely indulgent dessert, and it was all for me.
“She’s going into heat,” Elliot said.
Congratulations to Elliot, who was just now starting to clue in to the way I rode Garret’s tongue while practically devouring Parris’s cock.
“Should we stop?” Parris asked, and I moaned in dismay at his strangled question.
He didn’t want to stop any more than I did. Not when breaking this connection could kill me, which it most definitely would.
Garret took his tongue away but replaced it with three fingers which he worked in and out of my cunt in slow, torturous strokes. “It might be too dangerous…oh, fuck, she’s getting hotter every minute.”
Yes, I was, and I was about to burst into flames. My muscles contracted, tightening around his digits, drawing them deeper inside me while coating them with my slick. It dripped from between my legs and pooled beneath me.
But it wasn’t enough. I needed more.
“Synian cock,” I managed to gasp before plunging my mouth back down on Parris.
His sighs were music jingling all around me, wrapping me in a symphony of sensation. I was pleasing my Alpha. Giving him what he needed. And even though he had doubts about whether this was safe, he couldn’t help but fuck my face—gently, though, if there was such a thing.
All that did was tease me. I needed to be used, not coddled. I needed to be fucked and filled.
“Go slow.” Elliot’s voice rang out over our moans, growing louder as he drew nearer. “Don’t stop, but remember what’s at stake. You can’t lose control of yourselves. Take care of your Omega. She needs you as much as you need her.”
What I needed then and there was more of everything. “More,” I begged when Parris slipped from between my lips. I licked my lips, savoring the sweetness and the richness of him. “Fuck me. Breed me.”
“Do it,” Elliot encouraged. “Give her what she needs.”
“You’re so smart,” I told him with a moan, and his soft laughter only frustrated me.
How could he laugh when the only thing that mattered in the world was the fulfillment I craved?
Elliot stood beside Parris, staring down at our tangle of arms, legs, and appendages. “Only if you think you can manage it without losing control.” He was talking to them, not me.
I was already losing control.
“I don’t think we have a choice.” Garret’s fingers slid out of me with a wet, sloshing sound. I turned my head in time to watch him suck my slick from his fingers. “My Omega is calling,” he moaned as he savored my juices.
“Take her, then.” Elliot helped me steady myself on my knees, legs spread until my thighs burned from the effort.
It was welcome pain, especially once I realized it was in service of what was to come.
Garret positioned himself in front of me. “Taste yourself,” he invited with a groan, his tongue plunging into my mouth an instant before he impaled my cunt with his cock.
I wailed helplessly into his mouth, pleasure rippling through me.
“Hold still,” Parris grunted, rubbing slick over my rear hole in preparation.
I wasn’t sure I could, but if it meant making it easier for him to fill me, I’d do my best. The pressure from his wide head made me shudder in pleasure. I pushed back against him, still impaled on Garret’s length, and then Parris pushed his way inside me.
Stars exploded in my head and danced in the air. “Yes!” It was a cry of relief, triumph, and fulfillment. “Fuck me!”
“Slowly,” Elliot warned.
