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I gasped as my mate sucked on the Lovers' Circle. It would come out now. Our connection. And I was relieved. For the first time in ten years I felt light and free of worry.
“You promised you’d be on your knees.” Pax whispered in my ear. His hands cupped my breasts, plucking at the nipples, and—if his hard cock grinding into my back was any indication—clearly enjoying the way I writhed between them.
“I never promised anything,” I gasped when Jack sucked hard on his bite.
“Then get on your knees, Trix.” Jack set me on my feet, allowing me to slide down his hard body. It was shocking how easily, how readily I dropped to my knees. The soft silk carpet surprisingly cool against my skin. Or perhaps that was because the heat radiating off them made everything else feel arctic.
Looking up at the two still dressed alphas, I smiled. The power was mine. I could see it in the way their eyes feasted on me. For certain, I could let them control and manipulate my body to suit their pleasure, but I was soft to their hard. No matter what they had between them, I brought something new, something old, something neither of them could live without. So I smiled the smile only an omega could when she knew she’d caught a pair of powerful alphas in her thrall.
“Do you want to suck on our cocks, Trix?” Jack asked. I nodded because I craved their taste.
As I had teased them before, so they teased me now. Undoing the fastenings off their breeches, until they stood before me fully clothed except for their obscenely large cocks jutting out, demanding my attention. I licked my lips. Goddess, but they smelt like heaven and would taste as good too.
Jack’s cock was thick and a vein pulsed from the knot to the flared head that leaked precum. My core clenched. I wanted to taste. Would he taste like I remembered? I needed to know.
“Open,” Pax demanded. I looked to him. His cock wasn’t as thick but longer and darker. I wanted—oh Goddess, how I wanted— to see his knot, but he was fisting himself and I couldn’t. “Open, omega.”
My lips parted, and I extended my tongue—a greedy, wanton omega begging for alpha cock.
Pax rubbed the tip of his cock across my tongue. Jack, too. Goddess help me, but I could feel the heads of their cocks brush against each other. Their twin tastes causing more slick to pour from my sex. The carpet would be ruined, the thought popped into my head with no warning but distracted me enough that I was not prepared for Jack to push deep into my mouth. I choked at the sudden intrusion. He pulled back only for Pax to do the same. They went like that, in and out, in and out, alternating while I felt my eyes water with the effort to keep my mouth open, for they were unrelenting. But with each new invasion, it became easier, and I began to lean into their thrusts, sucking and swirling my tongue to catch as much of their taste before it was replaced by the other.
It wasn’t enough.
The next time Pax withdrew, I leant back. “Please,” I begged. “I need more. I need your seed to fill me, I need to taste it. Goddess please.”
“As you need…”
“So we shall give.”
It was almost as if they had planned this. That they had some foreknowledge of what was to come, their actions and words were that in sync.
Jack’s grin took on a devilish quality. “Fuck her mouth.”
My eyes darted back and forth. Would Pax allow another alpha to order him about? The longer the moment stretched on, the more I worried this tryst—so beyond even my wildest fantasies—would end before it had the chance to begin.
“Please,” I whined. “Please…”
“No need to beg yet,” Pax chuckled. “Stay open for me, Vixen.”
I nodded, my tongue reaching out until I could feel a kind of stretch to the back of my throat, one which oddly brought to mind how my cunt would feel once I had one of their knots deep inside of me.
Easing his thick length into me, his precum coated my tongue when he withdrew, painting my lips with his taste. “When you kiss Jack, I want him to taste me on your mouth. Do you understand? You will share… He will get to taste how good you can make me feel with your mouth.”
The next thrust hit the back of my throat. He paused for a second. I wrapped my lips and sucked, rocking my head forward until I felt him slide past the final resistance. He went to pull back, allow me to catch my breath, but by the Goddess I didn’t want to give up the way I felt. Discomfort turned into desire as I heard the two alphas groan. Each and every masculine sound of pleasure heightened my own. I swallowed around the thick invasion. Once, twice, and on the third inched back until just the tip rested on my lips. I sucked in a deep breath through my nose. Desperate to take his cock back into my throat again.
Pax denied me that pleasure. Fisting my hair and thrusting shallow and quick while his other hand fisted his cock. I reached up, hoping to push his hands away, until he wrapped my much smaller hands around his emerging knot. The sensitive skin was already hot beneath my hands. I wanted to tease him, make him see stars, and prove I was capable of giving him everything he wanted. I tightened my grip and on the next shallow thrust, teased my hands over his knot until I was ringing his girth at the base of his knot. I’d seen etchings before where alphas had been cuffed below their knots, and I wondered if I could provide the same sensation with my hands.
“Fuck,” he growl.
“She has you.” Jack’s dark chuckle reminded me that my mate was with us. Untended and wanting. Would it be possible to fit them both in my mouth? No, they were too big, I was too small. But the fantasy caused a fresh wave of slick to smooth through my sex.
I moaned around Pax, drawing forth another growl of pleasure.
“What, little Trix? Do you have something to say. Your body speaks. You want our knots?” My eyes nearly rolled back into my head when I felt his hand rest on my mating gland, massaging the sensitive skin while crooning his wicked thoughts at us. “Look up at him, Trix. Meet those silver eyes. What a depraved omega, on her knees between two alphas. Yes, look at him. Is he close now? Can you tell by the way his eyes get wide? Can you feel his knot swelling under your hand. That’s it. Good omega. Milk his knot while he fucks your mouth.”
“Fuck,” Paxton cursed again. His eyes bore into mine, almost feral in their intensity, and I did not know if I wanted to acknowledge that mirrored quality and what that might mean when he knotted me. “I’m going to give you what you want but only because I need to knot you. Just a little cum won’t be enough for you. You’re starving for it, aren’t you omega.”
I hoped my eyes conveyed just how desperate I was for what he offered. Paxton would give me some of his cum but save the rest for when he knotted me. I played with his balls, pulling and rolling them in my free hand while he forced me to grip his knot tighter, then reached for the spot behind his balls and massaged it. His thrusts became less controlled which told me he liked it, that he was close.
