Chapter 41 - Ollie
Ollie
As I crawl even closer, so I’m nearly pressing against his hip, the scent of Timber’s cum grows even stronger. But it’s not coming straight from his cock.
“Don’t move,” I tell Kane like I’m a detective arresting the culprit as I edge forward. “I want him pinned the same way he pinned me to the floor and made me scream.”
I chuckle as they groan, and because I find a patch of cum on the clean blue duvet sitting there like an X marks the spot.
I touch the patch on the bed, swirling it with my finger with a hum. “How many times have you come already, Timber?” I ask, and his eyes flash. He looks sheepish as Kane nips at his shoulder.
“Come on, Timber. Tell our omega how you came the second I pressed my cock inside you.”
Timber rolls his eyes as Kane thrusts his hips again, and I love how I can see every little reaction when I’m close to them like this.
“Is this what this is then?” I say as I sweep over the patch, as if I don’t know when the scent radiating from it is like pure crack.
Lifting my hand, I push my fingertip against my tongue, and a low moan rings from me as every part of me responds to my alpha’s cum.
I hitch my lips, and the silence of my wide-eyed alphas makes it even better.
“Hold him still, Kane. I want to taste him.”
Kane’s already on it, adjusting his grip so his whole hand circles Timber’s cock, and there’s still half of him left.
“I’m going to fuck you slowly so you don’t thrust your monster cock down our omega’s throat and hurt her, got it?”
“You’re the one who’s going to get hurt if you don’t get these fucking scarves off me,” Timber growls as he jerks his arms.
“Promise you’ll tell us when you’re going to come,” Kane says, happily ignoring him. Nerves are bubbling up inside me as I twist back to hover over his cock. I’ve been waiting so long for this, and I don’t want to waste my chance.
“Fuck you,” Timber snarls, shaking between us, but it just turns me on even more.
He’s clearly still angry, so obviously the best thing to do is to cup his cock between both of my hands and flatten my tongue across the head.
His cry is just as loud as mine as lightning fires and pleasure whips through my body. Gasping, I fall forward, one hand crashing into Timber’s hip as I whimper in shock.
I’ve never come so easily before. A light orgasm hums in me as I hungrily lick him again, running my tongue piercing over his slit so he can feel how hard it is.
Every noise he makes is so much better than the last. I want a playlist of Timber’s top ten moans.
My nipples and clit need attention so badly, but I love how Timber’s rich taste feeds deeper into my body, until everything is filled with coffee.
I swirl my tongue, licking up every drop of thick precum as I moan around him.
“Are you coming again, sweetness?” Kane asks. “He’s just that good, isn’t he?” Timber’s cock nudges against my lips as he glides into his ass again.
I make a sound of agreement as I keep licking at him, widening my lips, trying to take him in my mouth, but he’s just too big. And it’s seriously turning me on even more.
Rocking my hips sends my ass high in the air, though I wish Timber’s hands were free so he could dig in and take charge.
“Do you see that?” I rasp as I pull my mouth from his cock, meeting his heated gaze. “Do you see what you do to me? Timber, there’s no way I could hate you when just one lick makes me come.”
My lips sing with coffee. I want to burn alive in him, but not without the lavender that’s an undercurrent in the room. As I lick him again, I feel so freaking lucky that he’s not pushing us away.
“What does it taste like?” Timber asks, his voice as heavy as his cock on my tongue.
“It tastes like you need to shoot a load.” I grin at the way he sucks in a breath. “Do you want help with that?”
“What do you fucking think?” he snaps. “If Kane hadn’t fucking trussed me up, I’d have you on your knees and knotting you from behind. You know what happens when you play with me like this, omega.”
Kane laughs as another wash of perfume blasts from me, and I sink back onto his cock with a groan. I can’t keep my composure when he’s all growly and horny.
My moans are loud and needy as I lick at his shaft, wanting to cover every inch of him. I don’t care how obvious I am about it. Timber is so hot that I’ll do whatever it takes for him to tell me how he really feels. Or maybe that’s my pre-heat talking.
Whatever it is, just one moan from Timber and a nudge of his hips sends small sparks shooting through my body that blend my pre-heat cramps into pleasure.
“Now, now. What did she say?” Kane hums. “She told me not to let you move. So, what do you think you’re doing?”
My lips are stretched too far, but I don’t care if the skin tears when I’m tasting so much of him.
The more I tease him, the closer he gets to coming, and then I can lick all of him up.
My favorite part is how every small bob of my head drives him in just a fraction deeper, like a cock progress bar.
Timber suddenly gasps as Kane releases his cock, switching to a more traditional method of pinning Timber by squeezing his balls tight enough that he shudders.
“You’d better stop moving, or I’m going to tug on them harder,” Kane growls as he nips at Timber’s shoulder.
I can’t grin when I’m stretching out my mouth, but I still chuckle around his cock. His coffee precum is on another level.
I lick him harder, running my tongue over his shaft, kissing him, placing light bites on his thick length as he sways between us. It’s turning me on so much that I swear I can hear my slick as I shake my hips.
The alpha that ate me out in his kitchen was insanely hot, but I love this Timber as well. His cries become higher, softer, needier as I discover the places he likes the most.
He’s loudest when I press my piercing against his shaft, denting it as I run my tongue from base to tip before I flick his cockhead. I nearly come again at the sound he makes when I massage his head with my piercing.
When it sounds like he’s reaching his limit, I pull back.
“There’s no way I can get you deep, but I won’t say no to a challenge. Especially if my prize is you,” I say, nuzzling his shaft. I love how intensely he watches me, like he can’t believe it’s happening, because that’s how I feel as well.
My whole body aches as I kiss his shaft because I might have lost this chance if it wasn’t for my asshole drug dealer and his shitty suppressants.
I replace Kane’s hand with mine, opening my mouth as wide as I can. I get about a quarter of his cock, and even that’s such a stretch that I’m getting horny all over again. Good thing I took my face piercings out before I left my nest.
“It’s going to take a lot of practice to fit you in there. Have you done it before?” I ask Kane, and he smirks.
“I only managed about half, but my mouth is twice the size of yours.” I need the full story, and I have to know how Kane’s fake front teeth did. Was Timber’s cock powerful enough to shake them loose? Because mine are definitely rattling as I try to stop them from scraping Timber’s shaft.
“I still don’t want to lose. What do you think, Timber? How about I suck you off every day to make sure I stay supple?” I purr.
Timber replies by snarling again.
“The only problem with me wearing your shirt is that you can’t see my pussy as I suck on you.”
“There’s a way to fucking fix that,” Timber says as he yanks his arms forward, but Kane isn’t letting those reins go for anyone.
“Just wait, I’ve already got a plan,” I say.
It must be hard for Kane not to move when he’s inside Timber, but he keeps still and waits for me.
I shift my weight, lying on my side, and Kane peers at me from over our alpha’s shoulder.
“Are you going down?”
“I’m yelling Timber,” I say before I disappear under Timber’s cock, both of us snorting.
I can be the mayor of cringe when I want to be.
Lying on my back, I quickly shuffle so my head knocks against Timber’s thighs.
My back arches as my head rests on the edge of the mattress. Timber’s cock drops, resting against my cheek. I moan as he rubs against me.
His cock catches on my lips, and I part them naturally so I can lick at his shaft. It’s so perfect, and exactly what I need.
Kane still clutches his balls, blocking my view of the main event. But at least they aren’t resting on my forehead as Timber gently rocks his hips, using my face to pleasure himself.
I want to know how it is for them, but from the way Kane speeds up and Timber’s muffled shouts, I’ve got a solid idea. It’s too good; it’s so much that I whine as the weight of his cock makes me desperate for him. I feel so empty, and I need more of this.
Lifting my knees, I search for the hem of the shirt with my eyes closed.
I drag it up my stomach, exposing my shaved pussy, and spread my legs for them instantly.
Even when Timber rubs along my nose, I can still smell my slick. That’s how much I want them.
Timber and Kane struggle and argue above me, but everything is so hot and muffled under Timber’s cock that I give in to the sensations instead of trying to hear them.
I press my fingers into myself and moan as I widen to accept them. They slide in easily thanks to my previous adventures, and I sigh in relief at finally feeling something inside me again. Licking at Timber, I thrust my fingers as far as they’ll go as pleasure swells.
I tilt my head back, making it easier to stretch out my tongue so Timber can grind against it, desperately tasting him. There’s no way I could be satisfied with my fingers when his cock is so close.
As Kane releases Timber’s balls, I hear another yell, and his thrusts become wilder. I really hope they are going hard because I need Timber to come for me. The unresolved ache beating inside me will keep me on edge, along with the added bonus of feeling the veins of Timber’s cock from this angle.
I hear his sharp cry, and I know he’s nearly there. God, I want him to come inside me, but I don’t want him to think I’m just doing this because I’m horny as fuck. It’s because it’s him, and Kane, and the three of us together.
I swear Timber’s cock grows even harder. As I stretch out my tongue to lick his cockhead, he jerks his hips, and I stop him by sucking the tip. I’m at a perfect angle.
His cum spills out, and I explode with a rush of pure heat and need as coffee burns over my tongue, and sinks into my throat. I want to cry out with him, to tell him I love him, but a snap rings through my body as my perfume blooms.
My fingers speed up, and I cry against his cock as my pleasure flares. Heat tears through my body, suddenly flaring like a raging bushfire as my body spasms and I finally give in after a month of fighting.
My orgasm bursts so hard that slick floods around my fingers. My moans are muffled by his cum, and I choke in pleasure as my heat kick starts, and I lose control.
This can’t be happening so fast. There’s no way I should go into heat right away.
But the cramps are gone, and this burning need is growing so fiercely inside me I whine deeply as it takes me.
I put my heat off for too long and thought I could keep suppressing it until I was ready, and now I’m sucking at Timber’s cock like it’s an oxygen mask because I’m plummeting.
I can’t stand it. I need them. I have to have them inside me, or I’m going to lose my mind. I need to move, but I’m gasping, moaning, and begging for one thing: their knots.