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“She is perfect,” he replies. “Our perfect mate.”
ChapterEleven
Freya
Ihave been ignorant all my life and now fumble blindly for understanding. I have met many alphas during my life. Yet that cannot hope to prepare you for what it means to be with one as a mate. And, even so, it is so much more when there are two.
They are so supremely dominant. Yet one does not consider there must be dominance between them, a hierarchy of sorts. Other than those shocking dreams of a night where I venture into the taboo and imagine not just one alpha touching me but two, I have nothing to draw on. The revelation unfurls before me as I dutifully suck Lor’s cock. The taste is everything—pleasure on my tongue that invades my senses as much as his scent. It feels good when it hits my belly. The highest order of compulsion demands I lap every little drop up.
Lor holds himself in fierce check while directing Aston to his will.
Lor thrives on the act of domination, while Aston thrives on being forced to obey.
They are two distinct sides of the alpha coin. Different, and yet each perfect in their own way.
I have loved and admired Aston for many years as childish teasing ended and we matured. It did not cross my mind that I might fall so swiftly for another male or that I had the capacity to love two.
Perhaps I fall because Aston already holds my love and trust, and Lor is merely an extension.
Or perhaps this is nothing but a manifestation of my heat, and it will fade when we emerge on the other side.
No, I don’t believe that when everything about this is natural… effortless.Right. Aston claimed my heart long since but, as for Lor, the stern alpha has worn me down over the last few months, calling me little one and his fierce protective ways. I suspected he might have said something to Marshal to facilitate my visit to Dara. Now, I am certain, and that he had underhand reasons.
The two of them planned and prepared this all for me.
What omega could resist?
They fill my senses even as they claim my body and heart. Aston is attentive at my side, holding my hair from my face so he can better see what I do. My mouth is full of Lor’s cock, my jaw aching with the strain to take more, yet I want him deeper, want to inhale him and hold him inside.
I suck him, as is my right to take him however I need, and let my mind wander. The world divides itself into predators and prey but, even within that, there are boundaries. Lor is not what I expected, but neither is Aston, and I like that discovery. I sense time will reveal many facets of their personalities, with a lifetime ahead for me to explore.
Aston skims his hand down my back, and even this light touch is heaven against my hot skin. My pussy weeps and tingles from their earlier attention: the sweet lapping sensation as Aston kissed me there, followed by the dark, twisty pleasure as Lor petted me deeply and compelled me to a climax—his fingers seeking the sensitive place inside with unerring accuracy.
Every part of me throbs with building urgency. I want more, to taste Lor’s cum as I tasted Aston’s, for him to explode in my mouth and fill my belly.
But I am also empty inside in other ways, and my pussy clenches, so slick and swollen with my need.
Lor’s cock is so big I can only hold it with two hands. My jaw suffers the strain of taking him in my mouth, and I fear my most intimate place will not fare any better in the challenge of accepting him. I pump, perhaps a little erratically, but trying to emulate what I have watched Lor do to Aston, and the gentle pumping encourages the seed to leak and spill.
Fingers suddenly spear my hair, lifting my lips from my prize. I do not appreciate this and hiss at the male who dares to interrupt.
Lor hauls me up the bed by my hair. It stings, and I don't even care. It makes me wild and aroused. It makes me want to arch and hiss. My nails rake his chest. He gives me a little shake.
“Eyes on me. Freya. Eyes on me now!”
The bark in Lor’s command snaps me out of my frenzy. I’m panting, braced on my hands and knees over him. I taste a little blood on my lips, only now realizing I’ve bitten him. The mark where my teeth have penetrated his throat is deeply satisfying, as are the red scratches on his chest. He shakes me again. When I bare my teeth at him, he only grins. “She needs you. She needs a good deep rutting to settle her the fuck down.”
I try to glance back, but his hold is firm. Out of the corner of my eyes, I glimpse Aston moving behind me. I start when his big hands cup my ass, and a thick cock slides against my wet pussy from behind.
A needy whimper breaks from my chest.
“Are you ready, little one? Are you ready for Aston to take you? To fill your sweet cunt with his fat cock? To rut you, knot you, and fill you with his seed?”
I try to peep back again. “Eyes on me. I want to watch your pretty face while he takes you.”
I’m panting. My pussy quakes and sparks in anticipation of something more. And then I feel Aston move, the blunt head sliding against my wet folds, making me gasp as it catches my swollen clit, before it snags at my entrance.
There he holds. My eyes lock with Lor’s. His hooded gaze is intense. He is so alpha that he might as well be the definition of the word. My mouth falls open as the thick girthy cock presses, seeking entrance.
