Cassidy #4
“Silas,” I gasp, my voice breaking as another wave of heat crashes through me. “Please. Don’t make me wait.”
“When in heat, our omega does not like to wait,” Isaac says as if he’s sharing state secrets.
Silas positions himself at my mouth, his cock already leaking some pre-cum. I open my mouth eagerly, tongue extended, desperate for the taste of him. His scent fills my nostrils—dark, rich fig and earthy tea—and my body responds instantly, clenching around Evander’s knot with renewed hunger.
Silas slides into my mouth with a controlled thrust, his fingers gentle on the side of my face. I don’t want gentle, though. I don’t care for gentle.
I reach for Harlan, pulling him closer to me. His cock is hard and ready, and I wrap my fingers around it, stroking him with desperate need. My mouth works Silas, hollowing my cheeks as I take him deeper, while my hand pumps Harlan’s length with increasing urgency.
The room fills with panting and groans, every familiar scent blending into the comforting perfume of my complete pack. My body pulses around Evander’s knot, milking him for more as I greedily suck on Silas.
“Move,” I demand, the words warbled as I don’t take Silas out of my mouth to be heard.
I want Harlan inside me, too. I need to be full. I need all of them. Every part of me should be filled with my pack.
“What do you need, shortcake?” Isaac asks, and I whimper as Silas tries to pull out. I grab his thigh, but he’s stronger than I am.
“Tell us, Omega, and then you can have me again,” Silas says.
“I need to be filled,” I gasp, my voice breaking as another wave of heat crashes through me. “All of me. Every part. I need—I need Harlan inside me, too. Please. Now. Move, Ev.”
Isaac’s eyes widen slightly, but he doesn’t hesitate in helping Evander move us over. There’s a slight tug at my entrance that causes Evander to groan but me to moan.
Fuck, I am desperate.
Silas edges forward, his cock sliding back into my mouth in one steady move. Things already feel better with him back there.
Harlan moves behind me, his hands sliding along my hips with possessive intent as he settles between Evander’s open thighs.
I feel him positioning himself at my back entrance, and I clench around Evander’s knot in anticipation.
“Fuck, she’s going to cut off all fucking sensation if you don’t give her what she wants,” Evander hisses breathlessly.
“Trust me, I’m trying,” Harlan mutters, spreading my cheeks. Harlan’s fingers brush against my entrance, and I whimper around Silas’s cock. The sensation sends shivers through my overheated body, my muscles clenching around Evander’s knot.
“Need,” I manage to gasp when Silas pulls back slightly. “Please, Harlan. Now.”
Isaac leans in closer from beside my head, looking over my shoulder at what Harlan’s doing. I grab his flaccid cock with my hand, the rightness of being surrounded by my mates making everything feel better.
“Careful,” Isaac warns. “Stretch her, or it’s going to hurt.”
“I’m not an idiot,” Harlan says bitterly.
“Just fuck me,” I garble, squeezing Isaac tighter, clenching around Evander.
Harlan’s fingers push inside me, slick with my own fluid. The stretch is different, unfamiliar, but my body welcomes it. My heat-addled brain doesn’t care about the discomfort—I just need to be filled.
“More,” I whimper, clenching around Evander’s knot again. “Now.”
Silas tugs on my hair ever so slightly, thrusting in and out with more urgency. Isaac’s cock is warming in my hand, hard and thick. I stroke him, wanting to taste him again, too.
Harlan’s fingers stretch me carefully, and my body responds instinctively, taking him as deep as his fingers will go.
“Ready for me?” Harlan asks, his voice strained with barely contained desire.
“Yes,” I gasp, releasing Silas’s cock for just a moment. “Please, Harlan.”
The moment I agree, I take my alpha’s cock deeper into my mouth, bottoming out. I lick his knot, unable to take that in my mouth, unfortunately.
If I could, I would.
Harlan’s fingers retreat, and I whimper at the loss, but the sound transforms into a moan as he replaces them with the blunt head of his cock. The stretch is intense, different from what I’m used to, but my body welcomes it with desperate hunger.
“Relax for me, Omega,” he demands, a slight growl to his words.
Oh, fuck, I need that.
I need them bossy. I need them growly.
I need them.
My entire body shakes with anticipation as Harlan pushes inside me. The sensation is different, intense, filling me in a way that makes my vision blur. I clench around Evander’s knot while taking Silas deeper into my mouth, overwhelmed by the fullness.
“Fuck, she’s so tight back here,” Harlan grunts. “You’re taking me so fucking well, Omega.”
“You’re doing amazing, Cass,” Isaac adds. “Look at you, taking all of your men like this.”
Harlan begins to move, his thrusts measured and careful at first, the nest shifting beneath all four of us before he starts slamming into me.
I can’t move, not without hurting Evander, but my alpha is purring underneath me, his knot still filling me completely. The sensation of being so full, so utterly surrounded by my mates, sends me spiralling towards another orgasm.
My body trembles between them, overwhelmed by the fullness. Harlan’s thrusts grow more urgent, his grip on my hips tightening as he drives deeper. Silas’s hand tangles in my hair, and Isaac takes over thrusting in and out of my hand.
I don’t know whose orgasm starts first, but by the time we’re all coming down, I’m covered in cum, completely sated, and ready for a brief nap before we do this all again.
The blissful haze doesn’t last long.
The relief barely lasts before the heat crashes back through me. I whimper, my skin prickling with sweat as the emptiness returns despite being surrounded by my mates.
“Cass?” Isaac’s voice cuts through the fog, still lying curled against my side as his hand brushes my sweaty hair out of my face.
I look into his brown eyes and nod, unable to answer properly.
“What do you need?”
He’s a steady anchor at my side.
“More,” I gasp, my body already trembling with renewed need. “I still need more. Please, I need—I can’t—”
My voice breaks, my skin burning despite the cooling sweat that coats my body.
“The heat is truly upon us,” Evander murmurs as someone kisses my temple. “Good luck, guys—we’re going to need it.”
I whimper before I can stop myself. I already need them again.