Chapter Thirty-Five – Pax #2
Her pussy takes everything I give it. She comes for me again, lost in ecstasy, and I can feel a low ache in my cock, in my balls. In my entire lower half, really. The pressure builds within me, the sign I’m about to lose it.
I lurch forward, slamming my cock inside her as I lose myself in her.
Wave after wave of cum fills her up; a knotted cock has more to give than an un-knotted one.
All these blankets, all these pillows, they’ll be a mess by the time this heat is over.
If there is one thing that comes from a heat, besides lots of sex and orgasms, it’s bodily fluids.
“Fucking hell,” I whisper once the orgasm’s chokehold no longer stifles my words, “I could get used to that.” I lay down, rolling us onto our sides, my cock still locked inside of her.
Beside us, Gideon has laid down with us, and he no longer fists his cock. He’s waiting. He needs to come inside of her, too.
“You want Gideon’s knot next?” I ask her, running my fingers through her messy blond hair. “Do you want your other alpha cock next, or do you want Colter again? Whatever you want, you’ll have.” Once I’m pulled out of her, that is. Right now, my knot is still raging.
I could fuck her again. Hmm. An idea pops into my head, and I roll us so that I’m on my back and my omega is on my chest. She knows where I’m going with this, because she glances through heavy lids at Colter.
She doesn’t have to say a word. Colter gets up, steps over me, and positions his cock directly in front of her open and waiting mouth. I keep my gaze on the omega, on her perky, round tits, as I start to fuck her a second time. Now isn’t the time for modesty.
It’s not easy for her to keep her mouth on Colter’s cock, but she manages, in spite of me thrusting beneath her.
I dig my hands into her thighs, bending my head somewhat to watch my cock disappear inside her.
A mixture of slick and cum leaks out of her, wetting her thighs and my balls, but it’s a welcome wetness.
Gideon moves behind her, kneeling as he takes her tits in his hands and starts to massage them, pinching and tweaking her nipples as he runs his lips along her shoulder.
A muffled noise combined with the tightening of her inner core tells me when she’s coming again, and Colter throws his head back and sucks in a hard breath right before he comes in tune with her, emptying his load into her mouth.
She gobbles him up greedily, and he nearly trips when he pulls his length out, breathing hard.
I love the idea of our omega being so hungry for cum that it propels me into another orgasm. Heat and bliss surge through me as I spear her from below, new waves of cum filling her up as I groan. Raeka licks her lips and leans back into Gideon, letting him hold her up while I finish fucking her.
When Gideon releases her, she sinks forward, onto my chest, where we both breathe hard for a while—long enough that my knot lessens, and I’m able to slip out of her.
“I think Gideon is dying to fuck you,” I tell her, smoothing out her hair as said alpha helps her off my chest. “Tell him how badly you want to feel his cock inside of you.”
Raeka nods, beyond eager, as Gideon props himself up over her. “I need you so bad,” she says, practically purring out the words. Hearing her say it ensures my cock remains rock-hard, even though she’s saying it to Gideon.
The alpha has to keep his head bent at a certain angle, otherwise his glasses threaten to fall off his face. If I have to guess, I’d say he doesn’t dare take them off because he wants to watch her as he fucks her, wants to memorize everything he can about this moment. His first claiming of her.
Gideon hooks his knee beneath hers, spreading her legs wider as he lowers himself down. I can tell he fills her up based on the way Raeka inhales, how her hands immediately go to his back and hold onto him for dear life. The alpha himself shudders and mutters, “Oh, my…”
I smirk. Only he would be inside our omega and say oh, my like some kind of twisted Disney character.
But I must’ve rubbed off on him, because he finishes with, “Fuck.”
Honestly? I didn’t know he had it in him to swear like that, even in circumstances like this.
I can’t help but smirk harder as I watch him make his claim on our omega.
His thrusting is slower than mine, almost agonizingly slow, but she seems to love it.
She moans for him, squirms for him, does everything in her arsenal to non-verbally tell him he’s hitting all the right places.
The man is as lost in her as I was when I was hilt-deep in her, and I swear I hear him mutter the word mine somewhere through the grunts and moans.
His slow pace only masks how desperate he was for her, how badly his cock had been aching for her ever since she first started showing signs of having a heat.
I know the exact moment he knots her: Raeka cries out and digs her nails into his sides, and the sound that rumbles from his chest is unlike any sound he’s ever made before.
More guttural, rougher, more animalistic, and his thrusting turns quicker in response.
Once knotted, he fucks her harder then, with short, fast bursts of speed in his midsection.
Look at our omega, taking her alpha’s cock like a champ, like she was born to take it—and she was. This girl was literally made for us. Our omega, our scent match. How in the world could she ever belong to someone else?
Gideon gives as good as I did; he makes our omega come multiple times on his cock, and he proves he has just as much stamina as I do. It takes him three orgasms before his knot can slip out of her.
Raeka yawns after that, and I ask, “Tired? Want to sleep?”
She is quick to shake her head and refuse that idea. She looks to Colter and pushes away from Gideon to get to him, crawling onto the beta’s lap. She takes his cock in her hands and rubs the tip of it around her clit, through her wet slits, grinding on it and moaning. Still hungry for more.
Watching her chase her own pleasure makes my cock tingle in all the right ways. It’s not long before my chest rumbles in appreciation of our omega, and Gideon turns to me, his blue gaze dropping to my cock.
Now that his nephew has our omega for a little while, I know exactly what kinds of thoughts are crossing the alpha’s mind.
I could blame it on the thickness of the air in here, how the sex and sweat have fogged up my mind, but that would be a lie. “Go on,” I growl out, propping myself up against a multitude of pillows. “If you want it, come take it.”
Gideon inches closer. Where there may have been hesitation in the past, there is none now.
After taking off his glasses, he takes my cock in his hands, runs his thumb over the tip, and lowers his face between my spread legs.
He takes me in his mouth, sucking hard, like I’m a piece of candy, one half of his addiction.
I have to divide my time between watching Raeka grind on Colter’s cock and Gideon giving me head. My body is primed and ready to go for more, and I can’t help but say, “Raeka, come over here and join your other alpha. I want both of you worshipping my cock.”
The omega can’t resist the lure. She disentangles herself from Colter and crawls over to us, and Gideon pulls his mouth off me to offer my cock to her. She parts her lips and sucks the tip, swirling her tongue over it, around it, before letting Gideon take it for a turn.
Having them both there, taking turns sucking me, I’m in heaven. Everything I could ever want is here in this room… including the beta who is trying very hard not to stare at his uncle and what he’s doing with Raeka.
My head leans back, and a low moan comes from me. I don’t bother keeping it in; I can’t. My eyes close, and I let them take care of me—something that is still very new to me. When I come, I’m inside Raeka’s mouth, and the omega greedily swallows down my cum.
Time both crawls by and flies. I lose track of how many times we take turns with our omega, wearing her out in every position possible.
We have a bout in the shower when the bodily fluids become too much to bear.
We don’t even break for food. When one of us falls asleep, the others are there to pick up the slack.
Our omega, even when she’s delirious, is hungry for us every hour until her heat ends.
And by the time it ends? We’re a mess of sweaty limbs on the floor, all of us curled around her.
Gideon lays at her back, while Colter lays in front of her, the omega curled onto her side between them.
I sit with my back leaning against Colter’s bed, watching the three of them sleep, my muscles sore as hell.
Raeka wears a peaceful expression for once, her lips parted slightly. Her blond hair is a mess, but never has she been more beautiful. And her scent? Fuck, now that it’s mixed with ours, she smells perfect. Like she was always meant to.
Gideon is fast asleep, his glasses set aside at a safe distance. The alpha’s expression mimics Raeka’s; he’s at peace, too. I don’t know that I’ve ever seen him so relaxed, so happy.
And Colter? The beta wears his scars without hiding them from any of us.
Gideon told me the gist of what happened, how he tried to take his own life.
With all he’s been through, I can’t blame him for feeling like he wanted an out, but I’m glad Gideon found him in time and stopped him from bleeding out.
This pack would feel empty if Colter wasn’t here.
If anything, the beta is the reason we’re all here. Without him, Gideon never would’ve gone searching for an omega—and that kickstarted the events that led us to this moment.
Maybe Raeka hasn’t faced facts yet, but I have.
This pack is mine.