42. Calliope
Calliope
When I reawaken from my slip into unconsciousness, the guys are sitting around me chatting. They're still fully naked, to my delight. My head is tucked in Connor's lap, though all the guys have hands on me, touching and soothing along my sides.
When they see I'm awake, they pause, and three sets of eyes look down at me. And just like that, the ache in my core returns tenfold. Connor's jaw tightens, and he slips me out of his lap and turns me around so I'm straddling him.
"Do you need this knot, Baby?" his voice is rougher than sandpaper, and I whine in need.
His hand skims under my hair and cups the back of my neck.
The hand grounds me, but the ache in my core only grows.
Slick covers my core and drips down my thighs.
Connor pulls my hips down, and in one fluid motion, he sheathes himself inside of me.
I cry out, and his forehead tips to rest against the collar of my neck.
As he begins thrusting into me, he leaves kisses that burn wherever they land.
I can barely breathe through the ecstasy.
As he pumps, my need grows. I feel full, but something's missing.
"More!" I cry out. I don't know what I'm asking for. But Bax knows, because he's given it to me before.
"Lean back, Connor, let me have our omegas pretty tight ass," Bax growls. Connor leans back, and I tilt my hips up while still riding Connor's hard length. I hear the click of a cap being popped and look back to see Bax squirting lubricant onto his hard, fat cock, rubbing it around until he shines.
Fingers grab my face and turn my head. Connors's green eyes meet mine. "Look at me while he works that big alpha cock into your tight little asshole. Tighter with me pushing it from this side." I moan and perfume so hard it fills the room.
Bax's engorged head works its way into my back entrance.
I pant and gasp as Seth whispers praises into my ear about how I'm a good omega who can take what her alphas give her.
With a sharp thrust, the head pops in. That's all it takes and I'm screaming my release into Connors neck.
But Bax doesn't stop. He pumps, slow at first and then faster.
I can feel Bax and Connor as they rub against eachother through my body.
Despite my orgasm, I'm needy, and begin pushing back on him, pushing him deeper.
Bax growls and I have to hide a smile in the crook of Connors's shoulder.
"You like torturing us, little omega?" Connor asks. Every time he pulls out, Bax pushes in. Bax's hands flex on my hips, trying to keep me still and himself from going over the edge. But I want him to go over the edge. I want that edge of rut that I'd seen out our date.
So I pull myself forward, which tilts Connor's cock as well, and then slam back onto both of them. Bax snarls and grabs my middle, hauling me towards him.
"You want me to rut into this ass, Raindrop?" he asks.
When I nod, he growls, and so does Connor, who's looking at us both.
I can feel more than see their eyes connect over my shoulder in silent communication.
Bax presses on my back so that I'm flush against Connor's chest. Connor thrusts in, and as he pulls out, Bax fills the emptiness by thrusting up into me.
But that rhythm doesn't last. Soon they're savagely thrusting in harsh waves without a beat. It's raw and primal and perfect.
"Gotta knot this pussy," Connor grunts, and when he next pushes in, he holds me down until his half-engorged knot pops in.
Soon after, Bax does the same in my ass.
As the two knots fill, they touch every muscle, every nerve, and every point inside of me that I didn't know needed to be touched.
They rock in me as much as they can until Connor rubs his thumb just right around my clit, and I come again, screaming their names.
They roar, and I feel their cum hot inside of me.