Chapter Twenty-Seven #3
“Mmm, more than that,” I replied, tilting my ass back to meet his answering hardness before I ground into Sergio’s thigh again. “I need you both.”
I wasn’t even exaggerating: my dragon needed both of our mates. Not just wanted: needed.
Dex licked at the shell of my ear, making me gasp and shudder. “You’re gonna bond with me, right? M-make an —ohhhh— an, um, an…” Sergio had rolled onto his side, joining Dex in his sensual assault on my senses, and words were becoming fuzzy and difficult to form. “A-ah! An honest omega out of me.”
There, I did it. I completed a sentence. I deserved a reward.
Like maybe my alpha’s thick knot in my ass.
“Patience, beautiful,” Sergio whispered into the same ear Dex had been licking, and his breath eased over the dampness.
Goosebumps erupted over my flesh. My dick throbbed, and I whined as slick trickled into my soft pajama pants, making the fabric cling to my skin where Dex was still rutting into me.
“Fuck, baby,” his voice was full of praise, “you’re so wet already.”
I’m sandwiched between my two hot as fuck mates, I wanted to sass, of course I’m fucking wet already. What actually came out of my mouth, though, was a garbled, “Nnnggahhh.”
“It’s too early for this to be pregnancy hormones, isn’t it?
” Dexter continued, sounding for all the world as if he was talking about the weather.
But the reminder of my pregnancy lit a completely different fire inside me, making me buck and writhe with even more desperation, despite the fact that we had barely even started to tease each other.
I put the intense reaction down to not having been with Sergio since that first weekend, and to my omega demanding that he re-enact the moment he’d put a baby in me, but properly, the way I had always dreamed of. With whispered promises of being bred, and filthy praises for taking his knot so well.
I got wetter just thinking about it.
“Jesus, Sage,” Dexter sounded stuck between strained and amused, “you really liked something about that, didn’t you?”
“Oh, is our boy dripping for us already?” Smug Sergio was back; a cocky, virile alpha who made me whimper for more. More dirty talk. More of his mouth on me. More of his touch. More, more, more.
“More,” I managed to beg, hoping that they would understand what I wanted, because there was no way I was going to be able to verbalize it.
Serge’s hand slipped behind me, under the waistband of my pajamas, and his fingers snuck down my crack, spreading my cheeks and rubbing the slick he found there into my hole. “This kind of more, beautiful?” he asked with a rasp which gave away how affected he was by all this, too.
Not that I needed any more evidence beyond the hot, steel bar rutting into my stomach, leaving a trail of sticky precum over the soft flesh housing our baby.
Oh, fuck, why did that turn me on so much?
“I asked you a question, beautiful,” he cooed in that same delicious tone. “Is this what you wanted? My fingers teasing your perfect, sopping hole?”
“Mmmnnnaaahhh.”
That was a word, wasn’t it?
And, oh gods, Dex wasn’t stopping his movements, either. He was still grinding up against me, pressing the wet fabric in between my cheeks and now with every tiny thrust forward, he nudged Serge’s fingertips just a tiny bit inside me, too.
“F-f-f-ffffffff…”
“What’s that, baby?” Dex was back to crooning again. “Did you say that this is what you wanted? This is how you want to get off this morning?”
Yes. Yes, yes, ye—Wait. No. No. I needed to be knotted. Claimed. Boned. I mean, bonded.
“Nnnnn,” I whined, managing to shake my head, even though I was loving their touch and their teasing.
Serge chuckled and nuzzled my cheek, coaxing soft kisses from my parted, panting lips. “”Nnnn?” he repeated with humor. “No? Is that what you’re trying to say, beautiful? You want us to stop?”
Fucking tease.
“Nnnn…” I tried again, trying to make my brain work, which was proving almost impossible with their mouths still licking and sucking at the skin around my shoulder, neck and pecs, and their continued slow touches to my hole. “Nnn…knot.” Thank fuck. I got the word out. “Need…knot.”
“You need our alpha’s knot?” Dex tagged back in, playfully taunting me the way Serge had been. “You need to be stretched and filled up nice and proper?”
Arching my back, I keened, close to coming just from the suggestion. I knew I’d likely coated Serge’s fingers with even more slick, but I was beyond caring.
“Oh, baby,” Dex pressed in harder, the fabric-covered head of his cock pushing at my rim, making Serge’s fingers dip deeper inside.
I cried out and bore down, trying to get more.
“His knot feels so fucking good, Sage. You’re going to love it.
” The words were whispered and ragged, his lips pressed up tightly against my ear, his teeth grazing my earlobe.
“You’re going to come so hard on his cock, you’ll see stars. ”
“P-please…” I was riding Serge’s thigh while I desperately pushed back against him, and I was convinced I was about to explode.
That thought didn’t excite me as it usually would, though.
It made me anxious. Because I didn’t want to come yet.
I wanted his knot in me before that happened.
I needed it to be that way. “Please, Serge…alpha…I…I can’t… ”
My amazing, sweet, perfect mates picked up on the change in my begging immediately.
Maybe it was the wobble in my voice, or the shakiness of my breathing that gave me away, but they got it and they flew straight into action, the teasing turning to deliberate, loving touches as I was carefully laid on my back with my embarrassingly wet pajama pants tugged down and tossed aside.
They landed with a quiet, crumpled thud somewhere near the door to the bathroom, and two more matching sounds followed as the mattress wobbled with my mates’ hasty movements.
“It’s been too long since I’ve been inside either of you,” Serge said as he crawled over me, “this won’t be the long, drawn-out love-making spree you deserve.”
Eyebrows drawing together, I eyed him with confusion. “But…you and Dex didn’t…?”
His handsome face was awash with horror. “While you were behind bars? No, Sage. We couldn’t.” He rolled us back onto our sides and cupped my cheek tenderly. “It wouldn’t have been right, sweetheart. We needed you with us.”
“Oh.” I blinked back tears. “I…I needed you both, too.”
“I know.” He smiled softly and brought our mouths together for a tender kiss. “And now you’ve got us, and we’ve got you.”
My heart squeezed “I love you,” I told him, watching his eyes widen.
“I know…I know it’s probably fast. We haven’t really been together-together for more than a few days, but…
we spent weeks getting to know each other when we traveled here from Europe, and again when we went to rural France to retrieve the journals containing the spells. Plus all the video calls…”
“I know, beautiful,” Sergio spoke to me like I was something precious and, maybe to him, I really was.
He dropped another sweet, chaste kiss on my lips and nuzzled the side of my face, which sent a strange burst of arousal through me.
“I love you, too, Sage.” He looked over my shoulder, his gaze still soft and warm.
“And you, too, Dexter. I love you both.”
Dex practically purred and I felt his chest press closely to my back as his cheek smushed into mine. He accepted a kiss from our alpha before turning his head slightly to include my mouth with theirs. These sloppy three-way kisses always felt so uncoordinated, but I loved them deeply.
Another burst of intense desire swept through me when Dex brushed the side of my face, and I whined in equal parts confusion and need.
“Aww, baby,” Dex cooed, “did I touch your scales?”
My scales?
Well, that explained it. They often erupted when I was hyper-aroused, and they acted as an extra erogenous zone.
As a fellow dragon, Dex had to know exactly how I felt, and I vaguely remembered him mentioning something about it to Sergio during the weekend of his heat. The weekend we’d made our baby.
I still couldn’t quite believe what was happening inside my body. Aside from the nausea, there was no real indication that I was pregnant. It felt surreal to think that in less than a year, we would be parents.
And, while it might have been weird, it turned me all the way on to know that my mates had put this baby inside me.
Yes, I knew that it was Serge and not Dex, but it wouldn’t have happened without Dexter, and if I wanted to daydream about my omega mate knocking me up, I would.
Rocking back against Dexter’s hot, hard length, I whined again. “You promised.”
“Mmm, yes we did, baby,” he bit down lightly on my earlobe. His fingers worked their way inside me, stretching me open, though my body welcomed him willingly. “Fuck, you’re so wet, Sage.” A beat passed before he growled, “Think you can take us both at once?”
Oh.
Oh, my fucking gods.
I almost blacked out just from the question. “Yes,” I bore down on his fingers, hoping to show him how enthusiastic I was about the idea. “Please. Please. Now. I need…I’ve gotta…nnngh, Dex, please.”
He chuckled and kissed over my scales, only making me wetter and harder than I had ever been in my life. I panted and writhed, squirming between my mates, bucking my weeping cock into Sergio while I rode…fuck, was that four of Dex’s fingers?
Sergio kissed me, his tongue coaxing my lips apart, and I mewled at the sensory overload of the whole experience.
There was so much slick, and precum, and heat between us.
Hands touching me all over, a long, thick cock throbbing next to mine while another rutted into me from behind, Dex’s fingers impaling me in the best possible way.
All I could smell was my mates —their natural scents and Serge’s electric alpha buzz— and clean sweat and the building musk of sex.
“I-in…” I begged into Serge’s mouth, “please. In. In.”
“I’ll do my best not to come the second you’re wrapped around my cock,” he promised, but I honestly didn’t care if he did. I just wanted to be filled by my mates, to imagine them breeding me all over again. To mate and to bite and to bond.
The mattress rocked underneath us as my mates shuffled around, murmuring directions to each other and turning our legs into a tangle of limbs until—
“Oh, fuck,” Sergio groaned while my eyes rolled back in their sockets at the sheer relief of finally feeling him inside me again. We both let out matching moans as Dexter’s cock pushed in beside his. “Fucking…Dex, your dick…Oh, shit, that feels incredible…”
He wasn’t wrong.
There was definitely pain involved now, a burn followed by a short, sharp jolting sensation that had me wondering if this was excessive after all, but there was also an incredible feeling of rightness. All three of us connected perfectly.
“You…you okay, beautiful?” Sergio panted once he and Dexter were both all the way inside me. “It’s not…ohhhh…not too much?”
I gave my head a short, quick shake. “N-no,” I breathed and tried to relax, “not too much. Just…just move.”
“Fuck,” Serge groaned then dropped his forehead to my temple, nuzzling my scales until I felt the resulting tide of slick trickling out of my stretched-to-the-limit hole. “I’m really not going to last, sweetheart.”
“Me either,” Dexter sounded equally strained behind me. “So tight, baby.”
That was mostly Serge’s cock taking up all the room, I wagered, but I just whimpered and nodded.
My mates met over my shoulder for another messy kiss, punctuated with ragged breaths as they started to rock their hips, alternating slow, shallow thrusts against each other and inside me, neither pulling out very far at all.
“Y-you’ve got to come first, dear-heart,” Sergio panted, “I’ll —oh god— I’ll knot when I come.”
He didn’t need to explain that there was definitely no room for him to knot me with Dex’s cock pressed up alongside his.
“Shit, that’s hot,” Dex’s thrusts sped up. I felt his lips at my shoulder, sucking bruises into the skin. “Oh, baby, so much slick…”
I was completely nonverbal, swept away by all the sensations. All I could do was whine.
Dex thrust a few more times, groaning loudly into my shoulder. “I’m…I’m coming…” His movements became erratic and then he stilled. “Nnnngh,” he moaned as he swelled and flooded me with his release.
Instinct told me to tilt my head sideways, and he bit down on the space between my neck and my shoulder, pain and pleasure exploding inside me.
“Jesus fucking…fuck…” Sergio cursed, “I can feel you coming, Dex. Fuck. Fuck. Pull out. I’m going to—ohhhh.” More warmth bloomed inside me, and I was only barely aware of Dex yanking Sergio’s head down to bite at his neck, too.
Our alpha cried out and bit over the same spot on my neck that Dex had marked only seconds earlier.
I saw stars.
I was shuddering and coming, the orgasm rushing through my body unlike anything I had ever felt before.
I barely registered Dexter’s cock sliding out of me, sticky with cum and slick as it rubbed over my ass cheeks, still hard as a rock.
Instead, while I continued to convulse on Sergio’s swelling knot —which he was pumping in and out of my stretched hole, tormenting me with his girth until he’d swelled too far to pull back out again— Dex rolled me onto my back, bringing Serge with me.
Then he leaned over and offered me his neck.
I bit down without hesitation.
“Ah, fuck,” he moaned, and more sticky, wet warmth hit my thigh. But it was the fact that I felt his orgasm inside me, through the bond we’d just made, that I focused on.
Riding that high and the excitement of being bonded to Dexter, I bit into Sergio’s neck, coming again when the overwhelming pleasure of bonding with him burst through me just as it had with Dex.
Sergio roared and grabbed for our mate, sinking his teeth into Dex’s neck to complete the three-way bond, and the stars I had seen earlier exploded as the bond was finalized and snapped into place.
The sensations were amazing and so completely overwhelming that everything went white.