Chapter 29
Twenty-Nine
ANYA
The next day, bright and early, I’m already straddling Lorenzo’s lap in the middle of the nest, completely impaled on his thick knot.
The morning sun streams through the tall windows, painting the pink cushions in warm golden light and making the crystals on the mobile above us sparkle like tiny rainbows.
Breakfast is spread out on a low tray beside us, but I can barely focus on the food.
Lorenzo’s knot is locked deep inside my pussy, stretching me wide and keeping me pinned to him.
Every tiny shift of my hips sends sparks of pleasure through my core.
Behind me, Marcus is on his belly, one big hand spreading my ass cheeks while his thick middle finger slides slowly in and out of my asshole.
The wet sound of it fills the quiet nest every time he pumps.
I am so full I can hardly move. My heat has me in a constant state of need, and the pack has made sure I stay knotted at all times.
I cannot go more than a few minutes without one of them knotting me or playing with my holes.
Lorenzo lifts a forkful of fluffy scrambled eggs to my lips, his golden eyes locked on mine. “Open up, sweetheart. You need to eat. You are going to need your strength today.”
I part my lips and take the bite, chewing slowly while Marcus curls his finger inside my ass and strokes a spot that makes my breath hitch. The mix of the savory eggs and the fullness in both my holes is overwhelming.
I moan softly around the food.
“Where is Ryker?” I ask once I swallow. “And Alaric and Rex? The house feels too quiet.”
Lorenzo smiles and feeds me another bite, this one with a piece of crispy bacon. “Ryker left at dawn. He took Alaric and Rex with him. They are going on a rescue mission.”
My heart jumps. I stop chewing for a second, eyes widening. “Really?”
Lorenzo leans in and kisses me, slow and sensual, his tongue sliding against mine, so I taste the coffee he drank earlier. “I swear it on my life, baby. They will bring her home safe. You are never going to be without her again.”
The kiss turns deeper, his hand cupping the back of my head while his knot throbs inside my pussy. I melt against his chest, whimpering into his mouth. Then I feel Marcus’s finger slip out of my ass with a wet pop, and his hot mouth over my hole instead.
I gasp sharply, breaking the kiss. “Marcus!”
My face burns bright red. This guy is crazy about my ass.
I squeeze my eyes shut in pure shame as his lips suction around my asshole, sucking hard.
The obscene squelching sound echoes through the nest every time he pulls back.
No one has ever done this to me before. It feels so filthy and intimate that my stomach flips with embarrassment even as my pussy clenches hard around Lorenzo’s knot.
Marcus releases my hole with a loud, wet pop. “Mmm, you are the tastiest little butt in the whole world, omega. I cannot get enough of this sweet ass.”
I groan, hiding my burning face against Lorenzo’s shoulder. “This is so embarrassing.”
But Marcus only chuckles darkly. I feel something cold and wet spray directly onto my spread asshole.
I jerk my head around and see him holding the can of whipped cream from the breakfast tray, grinning like a devil as he paints thick white swirls all over my ass cheeks and right over my twitching hole.
“Oh my god, Marcus, you need to stop,” I whimper. “This is too much.”
He keeps spraying, covering my hole completely until the cold cream is dripping down my crack and mixing with my slick. The sudden chill against my overheated skin makes me shiver and clench.
“Too bad you’re trapped, baby,” Marcus says with a wicked grin. “You are knotted nice and tight to Zo. You are not going anywhere while I eat my breakfast.”
I try to wiggle away, but Lorenzo’s knot is swollen huge inside me, locking me firmly in place on his lap.
I cannot move more than an inch. Lorenzo laughs softly and pulls the front of my nightgown down, exposing my breasts.
He leans in and sucks one nipple into his mouth, eyes locked on mine the whole time, tongue swirling slowly and sensually.
At the same time, Marcus spreads my ass wider and announces in a low, hungry voice, “This ass is my breakfast. I cannot wait to dig in.”
Marcus
The whipped cream looks fucking gorgeous painted all over her ass.
Thick white streaks cover her plump cheeks and drip down the crack, with a big messy swirl right over her pretty gaping asshole. It is already starting to melt from the heat of her skin, mixing with her slick and turning into a sticky, creamy mess that makes my mouth water.
My heart is pounding so hard I can feel it in my cock.
I add another long spray directly over her hole, watching the cold cream make her tight ring flutter and clench.
She is distracted right now, moaning softly while Lorenzo sucks on her tits and feeds her another bite of food, so I can do whatever the fuck I want to this perfect ass.
I look over and see a ripe yellow banana sitting on the edge of the breakfast tray.
My cock jerks hard at the filthy idea that flashes through my mind.
I picture her tight little asshole stretched around it, the banana disappearing inside her before I eat it back out.
My dick throbs painfully at the thought.
I grab the banana fast, peel it carefully so I do not squash the soft fruit, even though the wait is killing me. Finally, the peel comes off, and I toss it onto the tray. I lick my lips, line the thick tip of the banana up with her slick-drenched, cream-covered asshole, and start pushing.
Anya jumps hard on Lorenzo’s lap, making the banana snap in half inside her. “Marcus!”
I curse under my breath and grab both her ass cheeks in a firm grip, holding her completely still while she wiggles and protests.
The broken piece of banana is already half-buried in her hole, mashed against her inner walls, the sweet smell of it mixing with her grape-scented slick and filling the air.
“Did you just put a banana in my ass?” she yells, voice high with shock.
I growl low and deep, mashing the rest of the soft fruit deeper into her with my fingers. “Damn right I did. I am fixing my breakfast, omega. Now hold still.”
I drop down onto my belly on the nest, positioning my face right under her spread ass. Her hole is already pushing and clenching around the mashed banana. I stare up at it, mesmerized.
“Push it out for me, baby,” I order. “If you do not, you are going to get sick with that shit inside you.”
“Hell no,” she gasps, embarrassed and squirming.
I slap her ass cheek hard. “Push, Anya. Now.”
She whimpers but obeys.
Her tight little asshole clenches, then slowly opens.
The first soft chunks of banana mixed with thick clear slick drips into my waiting mouth.
It tastes like the sweetest fruit salad I have ever had.
Her grape omega scent makes the banana taste even better, like dessert and pure sex at the same time.
A heavy stream of her slick follows, coating my tongue in sweet, sticky warmth.
I lose control.
I seal my lips tight around her asshole and suck greedily like a madman, pulling more mashed banana and slick straight into my mouth.
She moans loudly, hips twitching. I plunge my tongue deep inside her ass, scooping out every last bit of banana, licking and sucking her clean with long, deep strokes.
Her inner walls flutter around my tongue as I fuck her ass with it over and over, thrusting deep and swirling, making wet squelching noises that echo through the nest.
“Fuck, I love you so much,” I growl between long suctioning pulls on her hole, my voice muffled against her ass. “This sweet ass is everything to me.”
She is moaning and gasping nonstop now, her body shaking on Lorenzo’s knot. I keep sucking and licking until her asshole is sparkling clean and twitching for more. Then I rise up on my knees, whip my throbbing cock out, and slam it straight into her gaping, creamy hole in one hard thrust.
Anya cries out as I bury myself to the balls in her ass. I grip her hips and start fucking her, pounding her ass with deep, domineering strokes that make her whole body jolt on Lorenzo’s lap.
“This ass is mine,” I snarl, slamming into her harder. “Say it, omega. Tell me who this hole belongs to.”
She is gasping and moaning, barely able to speak. “It is yours, Marcus. My ass is yours.”
I fuck her even harder, hips slapping loudly against her cheeks. “Louder. Tell me again while I wreck this tight little ass.”
“My ass is yours!” she cries out, voice breaking. “It belongs to you, Marcus. Please, it is all yours.”
“That’s right, baby. This ass is mine to fuck, to knot, to fill with whatever I want.
” I pound into her relentlessly, my heavy balls slapping her pussy where she is still locked on Lorenzo’s knot.
The feeling of her velvety walls gripping me so tight after the banana and cream has me losing my mind.
I thrust faster and harder, chasing my release.
My cock swells, my knot catching on her rim before popping inside with a wet sound.
The lock is brutal and perfect. I roar as I cum, flooding her ass with thick, hot jets of semen.
I keep pumping through it, grinding my knot deep while I empty every drop inside of her.
When the last spurt finally fades, I lean over her back, still locked inside her, and press my lips to her ear.
“I love you, Anya,” I whisper, voice rough but sincere. “I fucking love you so much.”
She turns her head just enough for me to see her cheeks flush bright pink, a shy little smile on her lips even while she is still stuffed full in both holes. “I love you too.”