Chapter 36
Orion
Iwatch over Hestia and Magnus while they sleep, waiting for when our omega needs me.
I’m thankful for the chance to admire her, long, pink hair spread across Magnus’s chest, plush lips slightly parted. Her hand is holding his biceps, making sure he stays close even when she’s unconscious.
Hestia is totally relaxed, sleeping deeply, a sign that we’re taking good care of her.
And it’s only the first night.
My cock drips at the thought that we still have days left to pleasure her.
I’ve stayed hard waiting for my next chance to serve her, mind quiet since my only objective is to obey my omega.
A brief thought bubbles up, that after this heat we won’t be able to touch her until she completes her training. But I easily pop it, a worry for another time.
I remain on my knees, waiting, until she stirs.
Hestia pouts and buries her face in Magnus’s chest. He tenses as his knot deflates, but there’s no accompanying rush of fluid like there was with the others.
Magnus comes to and immediately looks for Hestia, rubbing her back and making sure she’s okay.
Her scent is turning spicier, like it did before when her heat spiked. She’ll need more knots soon.
Magnus sits up and carefully lifts her off his cock.
It’s not until he pulls out completely that their combined come releases and soaks Hestia’s thighs. She whimpers and clings to him, but he sets her down facing me.
Her eyes zero in on me, and she crawls over.
My breath catches as I watch her. She’s backlit by the fireplace, making her glow as if she’s ethereal, too perfect for this world.
She is perfect, a vision, with her fluffy hair a halo, dried saliva on her face, covered in come.
She straddles me and wraps her arms around my neck. I put my hands on her thighs to steady her, but otherwise wait for her direction.
Hestia stretches up to kiss me, pushing her tongue in my mouth and licking along my own.
My cock is trapped between us, rubbing against her silky stomach. I moan and tighten my grip on her legs.
She grinds against me but can’t find a good angle in this position. Hestia whines and pushes on my shoulders, trying to shove me down.
I let her get me on my back, steadying her as I reposition us until she’s smugly straddling me.
I squeeze her hips and she grabs my wrists, pushing them onto the mattress.
“Don’t move,” she says.
Her pussy is hovering over my cock, and I’m on the edge already even though she’s barely touched me.
I keep my hands down, and she smiles sweetly as I obey.
Hestia sits on my cock, trapping it against my stomach so she can grind on it. She slides up and down the shaft, pausing to rub her clit on the head. She whimpers and circles her hips, using my cock to get herself off like I’m just a toy.
“Don’t come,” she moans.
I whine but tense my thighs, trying to hold back as she takes what she wants.
Her back arches, mouth open as she pants. Her hands are braced on my chest, breasts swaying as she moves, nipples red from all the attention they received earlier.
Hestia’s thighs squeeze me tight as she rides me, her muscular physique covered with a thick layer of softness.
My fingers itch to touch her, and since I can’t, I’m all too aware of the one part that is allowed to touch her, her pussy sliding over it, slick dripping all over my cock.
She speeds up, nails digging into me. My eyes catch on her exposed throat as she tenses and comes with a whine.
I moan at my omega using me to get off, her come flooding my stomach.
She slumps on me when she’s done, breathing hard. My cock spurts precum pathetically, as desperate to be inside her as I am.
After Hestia catches her breath, she shimmies down to straddle my thighs.
She blows on my cock, the cool air making it twitch.
“Don’t come,” she repeats huskily before taking it in her mouth.
I whimper as she sucks hard on the head. Her hands milk my shaft, and I close my eyes so I can focus on the feeling of her hot mouth and the wet sounds she’s making as she takes me.
My balls ache, so full of come for her. The pain mixes with pleasure, and my legs tremble with the effort to hold back.
Hestia swallows half of my cock in one go, and I think I choke as much as she does. I wasn’t prepared for the sudden tightness of her throat around me. She adjusts after a moment (I don’t) and takes me deeper.
I take gasping breaths as she works down to my knot, and I whine when she goes back to sucking on the head before plunging my cock deep in her throat once more.
She’s driving me—suck
out of—hum
control!
My back bows as I buck into her mouth.
Hestia pulls off my cock.
“Bad boy,” she scolds me.
I whimper.
“You’re supposed to stay still. Are you going to be a good boy for me?”
“Ye-es, omega,” I stutter out.
I dig my fingers into the mattress, but otherwise don’t move. She slowly resumes sucking my cock after watching to see that I obey.
Every little touch is catastrophic, remaking me into something new with her at the center of my universe.
By the time she’s done sucking on me, my knot is throbbing in time with my racing heart.
Hestia flips around to face my legs and aligns my cock with her entrance. I watch, mesmerized, as her pussy slowly envelopes me.
I don’t breathe until she reaches my knot, and all the air comes out in a whine.
I watch her ass shake as she alternates between bouncing on me and grinding her clit on my knot. Hestia angles herself to make my cock hit her innermost sensitive spot, moaning when it touches her just right.
She’s graceful even when her pace becomes erratic as she gets closer to coming.
Eventually Hestia stretches forward, bracing her hands on my legs, her long hair tickling me. She pushes her hips down hard and digs her nails in.
I watch her ride me, pussy gripping me tight like it wants my come just as much as I want to give it to her.
Apparently it’s been too long since Cato received attention, because he sneaks his way over and pulls Hestia’s mouth to his cock.
She follows his suggestion enthusiastically and tightens around me when she gets him in her mouth.
Cato fits himself to her rhythm, thrusting into her mouth in time with her bouncing and grinding.
He stares at me over her head and his mind brushes mine.
When Cato’s alpha takes control, he pushes us out of his innermost thoughts. I have my own barrier up between us, since an alpha losing control can be contagious.
He doesn’t seem to be a risk though, so I open myself to him.
As soon as I do, Cato shares himself with me so it’s like I’m in his body.
I feel Hestia’s throat around his cock as if it were my own. I’m thrusting into her mouth as she sucks on me, my fingers tangled in her soft hair, but at the same time, I can still feel her bouncing on my cock.
I share myself with Cato in return, letting him feel her pussy wrapped around me. His thrusts speed up, hips snapping, burying himself deep in her throat.
Hestia’s legs give out and she drops down my cock, switching to grinding on my knot while Cato takes her.
Feeling him fuck her with abandon only makes me more excited for the moment when she gives me permission to come in her.
I have no desire to forego her commands though, I like having my omega take control of me.
Cato watches her, and I do too through him. She looks up at us, big brown eyes hazy, bright hair tangled in our hands.
He pushes his knot against her lips, and she stops grinding on me as she strains to take him.
He pulls her down until her mouth is around his knot, which quickly inflates, locking them together.
Cato growls at the feeling of her hot mouth on our knot, the growl reverberating as if it’s coming from my own chest.
He comes down her throat, the pleasure of release in a rush of heat. Hestia grinds on my knot again and comes with him, her pussy trying to milk the come out of me.
I pull back from Cato’s mind, afraid their orgasms will take me over the edge with them.
I restrain myself, but I’m breathing just as hard as they are by the time his knot deflates.
Hestia takes a minute to gather herself before looking over her shoulder at me with a smile. Her face is flushed, and she licks her lips as she rocks back and forth on my knot.
I whimper when I realize I’m going to get to knot her.
It feels so good, Hestia squeezing me tighter and tighter, head thrown back as she stretches herself over me.
She pauses after her pussy envelopes me, and I’m tense as I wait for permission.
Hestia tilts her head to watch me before saying, “Come.”
My knot inflates instantly and I pump my come deep inside her. The sensation is so sudden, so intense, it blinds me to anything but her.
My mate’s body hugging me tight, her breathless noises as she comes with me after allowing me to lock us together and fill her with come.
My orgasm rolls on and on as I give my omega everything I have.
Her face is the last thing I see before I lose consciousness.