Chapter 31 Beau
THIRTY-ONE
beau
“Please, Alpha, take me,” she whines.
I rumble my approval and dip my head to kiss her, our tongues tangling. I can feel that Charlie and Jake are awake, but they’re waiting for me to tell them what comes next. Her heat is here in full force, and everything is about to change.
I nudge her legs apart, and Jake and Charlie come closer.
Charlie’s hand comes down on her breast and pinches her nipple, and she lifts her hips with a sharp cry, inadvertently sheathing herself over the head of my cock.
I groan and give in to temptation, slowly pressing just the tip of my cock into her, feeling her body squeeze me.
She pushes her hips against me, begging me to push inside, and I feel her body ramp up again until she’s painting and squirming, and a low keening sound rips at my heart.
“Alpha, please, I need you, want you…”
Her certainty is intoxicating. I nod slowly. “Okay,” I say to her. “I’ll be gentle, I promise.”
She shakes her head, her hair flying. “I don’t want gentle,” she insists.
Slowly, I rub the head of my cock over her clit. I’m massive, and I want her mindless. I notch myself at her entrance, feeling how small and tight she is. I’m going to hurt her.
I swallow hard.
“Oh, god,” she pants, her lower back arching at the intrusion as I slowly, slowly press into her.
“Good girl,” Jake praises her, reaching between our bodies to tweak her clit. She moans in response, and a new flood of slick helps ease the way.
“You’re so big,” she says, writhing a little beneath me. “God, you’re so big.”
“I know, baby,” I soothe, sweat beading my brow. “I know. It will get easier, I promise. Lift her legs a little,” I tell Charlie and Jake.
They move to spread her open for me, and she moans as I finally slip all the way home. We all hold still for a moment, waiting to see if our girl is going to be okay, waiting for another wave. She’s panting, her face scrunched a little in the dim light.
I rock gently within her, barely moving, and Charlie starts running teasing fingers over the lips of her pussy, gently massaging her skin. I feel her start to relax and her walls slick up again, dripping wetness down onto the base of my cock.
“There you go,” Jake says to her encouragingly before sucking her nipple into his mouth.
“Oh,” she moans. “Oh, yes.”
Then I start moving, no longer able to hold back, slowly sliding most of the way back out of her, and then ever so slowly sheathing myself again, letting her get used to the stretch.
She’s so tight my head is spinning, and I can barely think straight, but the one imperative I am holding onto is that I don’t want to hurt her.
“Beau,” she moans, lifting her hips to meet my slow, careful thrusts. “Oh, god, you feel so good.”
Her slick is getting all over me now, and I start moving faster, knowing she can take me now despite the fact that I’m sure it’s still a bit much for her.
“You feel like heaven,” I breathe out, feeling the swelling of my knot. “You feel better than anything I’ve ever felt before.”
“Beau, I hurt. I want more,” she pleads, twisting on the bed beneath me, her heat demanding knots and release.
I obey, starting to move harder and faster, the fear of hurting her fading away from my mind.
Claim her, my inner self growls to me, but I shake the thought off. Not yet. Not until the knot is in place.
“I’m going to knot her,” I grind out, my cock straining as I pound into her. I look down at Willa, so beautiful beneath me, her breasts jouncing with each of my strokes, her full lips parted as she cries out with each thrust home.
“Do it. She’s hurting; she needs it,” Jake growls to me, bringing his hand down to her clit to help her enjoy the shock of my huge knot.
“Knot me, Alpha. Please,” Willa moans, her head tossing back and forth on the bed.
I want to lose myself in the rhythm—to feel the warm, slick slide of her forever—but my knot is painfully swollen, and the way she’s clamping around me is almost unbearable.
I tease her with it, pressing against her tightness. She’s never taken a knot this big before, and the thought has me trembling with restraint. I push again, harder this time, until I feel her body yield—her soft, slick walls giving way like she was made for me.
I can’t wait any longer. I need to be locked inside her, need her to know she’s mine.
Her panting breath and the sexy as hell sounds coming out of her are making my head spin.
I roar and surge into her, feeling the pop as the knot slams into place. Willa screams, both with pain and pleasure, as I stretch her impossibly wide. Jake works on her clit, and Charlie presses her legs open, giving me access, helping her through the intrusion.
Just as the knot swells to its full thickness, I lean forward and bite her shoulder.
Almost deep enough to break skin, but the near-bonding fucking undoes me.
Surges of pleasure spread out like a wave of flames as Willa shatters beneath me, her slick gushing all over us, her screams of pleasure echoing in our ears.
I thrust against the knot one more time before my orgasm floods through me, making me see stars, making my head spin dizzily. My seed spills inside of her, hot and insistent, as her tight pussy clenches me over and over and over again.
“Oh my god,” she’s moaning as my knot locks into place. Her pussy flutters as aftershocks of pleasure course through her.
Mine, I growl in my mind happily, preening at my success.
But she’s not sated. With a strength that leaves me in awe, she tries to flip us, her body all heat and slick curves as she rides and bucks against where we’re joined.
“More,” Willa rasps from the darkness. “I need more.”
And like my cock knows exactly what she means, my knot finally softens—just enough for her to slip free with a little effort. I groan at the loss, watching her move, reluctant to leave the welcoming heat of her body. Then I glance over at my packmates.
I chuckle. “Give our Omega what she wants,” I say to Jake and Charlie, moving back a little.
“Come here,” Charlie says, rolling onto his back and taking her with him.
She giggles a little at the sudden shift and allows Charlie to grip her hips and help her get into position.
“I need you,” she moans, shifting her hips eagerly, her pussy lips slipping over the head of his cock.
He moans as she slowly seats herself onto him, and her head tips back with a long, sweet gasp as she takes him fully. I rise to my knees and tilt her head back, kissing her deeply as Charlie starts to thrust inside of her.
“Harder,” she pleads when I let her come up for air. “More.”
Charlie starts to move more aggressively, and I slip a hand down over the curve of her lush bottom, my fingers toying with her there. She gasps and shifts her weight forward, her hands coming to rest on Charlie’s chest as I tease her back entrance carefully.
“Someday,” I say in her ear, hearing the ratcheting sound of her moans that I already know indicate she’s close, “someday one of us will be in here at the same time. Would you like that?”
She groans. “Oh god, yes,” she manages to say, just before another orgasm rolls over her, bringing with it a flood of slick.
“Jesus,” Charlie gasps, knotting her the moment she comes.
I catch some of the weight of her body as she slumps forward, giving Charlie room to thrust into her, locking his knot into her.
“Oh my god, it’s so good,” she keens, her body quivering with pleasure as Charlie shouts out his release.
“You’re such a good girl,” Jake murmurs, his voice thick with praise as his hands glide over her back, down her sides, soothing her while she pants and gasps through the edge of pleasure and pain. “Our good girl.”
When her final orgasm hits, she goes limp, spent and trembling, and we all follow her down into sleep.
It feels like only twenty minutes later when I’m pulled awake by her soft, desperate moan.
“Uhh—it hurts. I need more,” she whimpers, her voice raw with need.
Her heat has her fully now. Her face is flushed, eyes glassy, lips swollen and parted as she pants through each quick, shallow breath. I know it’ll be hours—maybe days—before she surfaces again, completely wrung out, pulsing and sated. And we’ll be the ones to get her there.
My cock twitches back to life at the sound of her voice, at the sheer, blissful reality of what we’re doing—what we get to do to her.
“Jake…” she half-moans, half-whispers.
“Yes, baby?” he asks her, helping her to roll off of Charlie as his half-deflated knot lets her go.
“I need you, too,” she whispers.
“And you’ll always have me,” he reassures her, pulling her to the middle of the bed. He positions her on the mattress with a pillow under her hips and then leans over to turn on the bedside lamp. “Get up on your elbows,” he says to her. “I want you to watch.”
She complies. He smiles at her and grabs her legs, wrapping them around his waist. The head of his weeping cock touches the lips of her pussy and gently splits them apart.
“Oh, god,” she moans, closing her eyes.
“Open your eyes,” I tell her, cupping her chin. Her eyelids flutter, and she meets my gaze, looking heat-dazed and needy. “Look at Jake fucking you.”
She nods and rises up on her elbows a little.
He grins for a moment, then his jaw sets firmly as he starts to press inside of her.
We all watch her pussy allow him access in the soft light, her belly quivering a little as she struggles to hold still.
Her lower lip is nipped between her teeth, and she moans as he sheathes himself entirely within her.
“Alpha,” she breathes. “Harder.”
“Patience,” he says to her with a smile, though his voice sounds tight.
We all watch as he starts moving slowly within her, increasing her pleasure one notch at a time, until she’s moaning and begging and writhing on the bed. Knowing that Jake must be close, I lean forward, pulling her legs from his waist and pressing her knees down and open.
Willa wails out her pleasure as Jake slides even deeper inside of her. Charlie reaches around to tickle her back entrance and slips his other hand to her apex, finding her clit. She cries out, her hands gripping the sheets.
“Need to come…please!”
“Fuck, she’s so tight—can’t fucking hold on.”
With a shuddering moan, Jake thrusts hard, burying himself to the hilt, and the moment he bottoms out, his knot swells, locking him inside her.
Willa’s back arches off the bed, her breath breaking, and I press her knees together, anchoring her sharply as Jake rocks through the last pulses of his orgasm.
Willa is hanging right at the edge of an orgasm, so I bend low and take one of her nipples into my mouth. I drag my teeth along the sensitive bud and bite just enough to sting, just enough to push her over.
She cries out, slick spilling in a warm rush down her slit, over Jake’s knot-swollen shaft, and onto the bed.
Her sounds come in sharp, helpless bursts as another orgasm rips through her, her body shaking, gasping, trying to breathe around the intensity.
“Let’s get you cleaned up a little,” I say to Willa as Jake’s knot releases, and he pulls away.
She shakes her head. “More,” she breathes, opening her eyes and meeting my gaze. “I want you again.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” I say to her, but my traitorous cock is not on board with my rational plan to let her rest between sessions. Still, I can control my desire.
I think.
I squeeze her breast, tweaking her nipple, bringing her to another orgasm as she rotates onto her belly, her thighs glistening with slick, and climbs onto all fours.
“Beau, I want you,” she says again, glancing over her shoulder at me. “Please. I feel… hot… and cold… and… empty. I need you.”
My baser self isn’t about to ignore this kind of an invitation, and frankly, neither am I. I rise up onto my knees and work my way over to her, running my hand along her spine gently.
She makes a soft mewling noise and leans into my touch like a cat being petted. My cock is already raging again, in spite of having just knotted her. I have never experienced anything like this heat of hers.
“My Omega wants to come,” I say to her, dipping my fingers into her dripping pussy.
She moans and leans back against the digits, taking them all the way in and moving restlessly, seeking more.
I pull my hand back and grip her hips, repositioning her.
There’s something incredible about this new angle.
I can already tell that we are going to fit together perfectly when she’s on her hands and knees.
“My sweet, wonderful girl,” I say to her as I slip the head of my cock between her folds. “You are so perfect for me.”
She whimpers, moving restlessly. I hold her back, letting her work herself up, watching the way her breath quickens—ragged and needy. A slick mix of all of us glistens on her thighs, running down her skin, and fuck, it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
I never thought I had a breeding kink, but the thought of her womb full of our seed—of her getting pregnant—nearly pushes me over the edge.
I press into her in one long, sharp thrust, and her back arches as she shouts with pleasure.
She’s still incredibly tight, but I can tell that this time, I’m not hurting her.
She’s practically screaming with pleasure as I grip her hips and pound into her, and I worry in a distant way that the people staying next to us are going to call the front desk.
As if reading my mind, Charlie comes closer and taps her cheek with his stiff cock. She obligingly takes it into her mouth, reducing the sound of her pleasure to quiet moans as I thrust into her, driving her ever closer to orgasm.
I’m vaguely aware of Jake alongside me, his hand working along his own length as we all rush toward an orgasm at the same time.
Charlie gets there first with a yell, his thighs shaking as Willa grips the base of his cock and works her head along his length.
Jake follows close behind, raining come onto the sweet slope of her arched back.
Willa releases Charlie and grinds back into me, pressing her face into the mattress and moaning as I plunge wildly into her.
She orgasms abruptly, her body nearly rocking forward out of my grip as her legs tremble wildly.
I allow myself the luxury of holding back for two more driving thrusts before knotting her again, giving in to my orgasm and falling over her body, covering her frame with mine as I spill inside of her for the second time.
We all collapse together, panting for air, but glowing with pleasure. Willa hums with satisfaction, her hand stroking up and down my thigh.
I open my mouth to again suggest that we all take a shower, but Willa speaks first.
“More,” she says greedily. “I want more.”