Chapter 12
We didn’t anticipate spending this entire vacation week fucking, and now its officially the Fourth of July.
It’s been five days of slick, knots, rutting, and force feeding our little firecracker so she doesn’t wither away on us.
Zoe’s a little wild, her moods switching from needy, to bratty, to dominant as easy as flipping a light switch.
She’s perfect.
We’re all exhausted, but I think her heat will break soon. She’s been sleeping longer between sessions, and she even let me wash her yesterday. Granted, I had to knot her against the shower wall before she complied, but you gotta do what you gotta do to survive.
An adorable muffled grumble comes from beneath a pile of blankets. I lean over to dig into the pile, peeling back layers until I’ve unearthed our beautiful little mess. Two green eyes glare at me, as if by exposing her to the light I’ve offended her deeply.
“Firecracker, what’s wrong?” I reach into the blanket cave to stroke her cheek with my knuckles. She leans into the touch.
“It hurts. And I’m so tired. And these assholes won’t stop setting off fireworks,” she whines. My heart goes out to her. It can’t be easy when your biology won’t stop demanding things and you have no real control.
“I know, sweetheart,” I croon, trying to send soothing pheromones to her. “Do you wanna try something that may break the heat?” She nods pitifully. “Do you think you can take all three of your alphas at once? I promise to give you my bite if you can be a good girl for me.”
She sighs deeply but wiggles her arms out of her cocoon, reaching for me. I pull her out and plop her in my lap, purring for her as she wakes up fully.
The blankets suddenly thrash around until a leg and then an arm appear. Maverick flings the rest off him, gaze frantic until he realizes Zoe is in my arms. The bathroom door opens and steam billows out ahead of Jake, who must have snuck off for a quick rinse during the lull.
“What’s going on?” Jake asks, rubbing his hair dry with a towel. He didn’t bother wrapping one around his waist, likely since he’ll be naked again soon anyway.
“Our firecracker wants us. All of us,” I reply.
Mav perks up again. “All of us as in…”
“At the same time, yeah.” I smirk, then turn Zoe around to straddle my lap, sinking her straight onto my waiting cock. “I call dibs on her sweet pussy.”
Maverick rolls his eyes, but calls out anyway. “Ass.”
“That just leaves your pretty little mouth, omega. Do you want someone to fill that, too?” Zoe nods eagerly, still bouncing on my cock.
I scoot back with her, still connected, until my back is braced against the headboard.
One look at Mav has him prowling up the nest mattress until he’s pressed against her, his lips finding her nape.
“Please, please, please.”
“Gods, she begs so prettily doesn’t she?” I ask the question to the room at large, but Maverick answers me anyway.
“She does, and I know exactly what she needs.” He lines up his cockhead with her back entrance and I still her movements with my hands tight on her hips. The pressure when Mav slides his dick deep into her is unreal, like nothing I’ve ever felt before.
“Fuck fuck fuck,” Maverick curses. “I can feel you, Dee. Holy shitballs.”
Zoe starts to squirm, trying to rock between us, so we take the hint and begin to move. We alternate at first, me pushing in while Mav pulls out and vice versa. Then we sync up our rhythm until our sweet omega is bouncing on our cocks so we fill her simultaneously.
“Jake,” I bark, “get over here and give our girl something to fill her mouth.”
Jake scrambles onto the bed, rising to stand next to our little trio.
Zoe turns her head toward him and opens her mouth, sticking her tongue out in eager anticipation.
Jake grasps the base of his dick, but then wobbles.
“Shit, I don’t think I have the balance to stand on this cushy mattress and fuck her face. ”
I can’t help but to bark a laugh, because what a ridiculous problem to have. But I’m nothing if not a problem-solver. “You can hold onto our shoulders while she sucks your soul out of your body. How about that?”
“Wow. Okay. Yep. That works.” Jake trips over his words but then places a hand on my shoulder, and his other on Mav’s. Zoe wastes no time sucking him down like her favorite treat, and I feel him put more weight on us as his knees nearly buckle.
“Get it together, bro,” Mav gripes, but he starts thrusting again.
I follow suit and pretty soon the only noises filling the room are grunts, moans, skin slapping skin, and cries of ecstasy.
The booming of fireworks from outside is likely working in our favor, covering up some of the sounds of our glorious debauchery.
“Fuck!” Jake shouts just before he unloads into Zoe’s mouth. She tries to swallow it all, but it’s hard with Mav and I pounding into her, shaking her whole body. Jake stumbles back, falling on his ass in a breathless puddle.
Zoe notices some cum landed on her tits, and she rubs it into her skin. That pushes Maverick over the edge, and he pushes his knot in her ass, making Zoe clamp down on my cock as her orgasm tears through her. I’m nearly a goner as well, it’s too much.
“Gonna knot you and claim you, firecracker,” I rasp, thrusting up into her hard. “Gonna bite you and fill you with so much cum, everyone will know you’re mine. Ours.”
“Please! Bite, alpha! Deacon!” Zoe pleads.
I can barely hear her over the crescendo of explosions, what must be the finale of whatever show the neighbor is setting off.
But she said my name instead of just alpha, and that came through loud and clear.
I realize she’s gained some lucidity back, and I know it’s the perfect time.
I thrust twice more before shoving my knot past her opening, locking her to me as it swells and I come.
I choose the spot where her neck meets her shoulder, biting deep to make sure anyone staring will see it and know she’s been claimed.
My little firecracker twists and bites me in the same spot, her cunt milking every last drop of cum from my body. The bond is clear as day, and nothing has ever felt more perfect.
She’s ours, now. And we’re irrevocably hers.