13. Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Thirteen
“ M ore,” I beg as Noah’s teeth graze my nipple. “Bite me.”
“Fuuckkk,” Corey groans, his grip on my hips tightening as he pushes the tip of his cock into my soaking wet pussy from behind. We’re both on our knees facing toward Noah whose mouth closes over my nipple again, biting down harder this time, his fingers rubbing my clit at the same time Corey seats himself inside me.
My body shakes as I try to hold myself up, exhaustion slowly creeping into my limbs. One of Corey’s arms wraps around my waist, holding me in place as he begins to thrust in and out of me, withdrawing to the tip and then plunging deep inside me again.
Our combined juices coat every inch of my skin, the nest completely smothered in the mix of our scents. We smell like fall, all mixed together like this—my favourite season—so fucking comforting. I could stay here forever.
Noah releases my breast, his fingers still teasing the fuck out of my clit as he nips his way across my collar bone and up the side of my neck before whispering in my ear, his breath warm against my skin and sending another shudder through me as pleasure coils in my lower stomach.
“I can’t bite you, Pumpkin, not until we’ve discussed becoming a pack outside of your heat.”
“Please, Alpha,” I whimper, my omega desperate to claim the two men in this room with me and have them claim me back. His words feel like a rejection. My heart squeezes in my chest and my lower lip trembles even as a heady moan escapes me. Corey’s cock is hitting that spot deep inside that makes my toes curl, his knot beginning to swell and bump into me with each thrust.
“It’s not a no forever, Pumpkin, just for now. If I had my way, we’d have claimed you the moment we met you.” His admission takes the sting out of his rejection a little. “What I can do is make you feel so good you forget this sadness and soak all of us with your lovely, delicious slick. Would you like that?”
Nodding, I whimper. There’s so much sensation with the two of them touching me at the same time, and yet not enough. “More, please Alpha.”
“The toy box is over there,” Corey says as he nuzzles my neck, inhaling deeply, his rhythm never breaking. The hand still grasping my hip travels up my stomach, cupping my breast and pinching my nipple. I gasp, arching into the touch.
Yes, that’s what I’m craving.
“Let’s clamp these pretty pink diamonds,” he says roughly as he twists it between his fingers.
The small bite of pain travels straight to my clit, sending a shockwave of ecstasy through me.
“Yes,” I gasp, throwing my head back on his chest. “I like it rough—ahhh.”
Noah’s mouth closes over my clit, his teeth biting into the swollen bud causing my whole body to spasm before he pulls away, seeking out the toy box. Corey is right there, the hand on my breast dipping between my thighs and rubbing the small hurt better.
This is Heaven. I’ve died and gone to Heaven .
Pumpkin spiced latte with marshmallows Heaven.
Noah returns with a set of rose gold clamps. This set isn’t just for nipples, it clamps the clit too. A shiver of anticipation rolls down my spine as he cups one breast, running a thumb over the hardened peak before positioning the clamp just right. He does the same on my other breast and the pressure has me moaning, the ball of pleasure in my core growing and my legs beginning to shake even more violently.
Corey’s hold around my waist tightens as he slows his pace, stilling inside me as Noah reaches between my thighs, replacing Corey’s hand with his own and rubbing my clit a few times before positioning that clamp too.
An orgasm rips through me suddenly, my whole body tensing as slick gushes from me, my pussy clamping down around Corey’s cock as the maelstrom of pleasure rolls through me.
“Holy shit,” Corey groans, grinding his teeth together. “You’re so fucking tight, Pumpkin. Such a good girl coming on my cock.”
As my body relaxes his hand trails between my legs, gathering my slicks and dragging his fingers along the length of my body until he reaches my mouth, pushing them between my lips .
“Suck, Omega. Taste your pleasure,” he barks and Noah groans, his rich coffee scent growing stronger around us.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” he says as I obey Corey’s command and suck tasting my own pumpkin spice slick.
“Good girl,” Corey says, removing his fingers from my mouth. “Now, you’re going to take both of us in this tight little cunt. Has this pussy ever been double knotted, Pumpkin?”
No. That’s definitely not something I’ve experienced. I’ve had multiple knots in me, but not in my pussy at the same time. The thought of it has slick pouring down my thighs again.
“Answer him, Pumpkin,” Noah growls, moving into my body until he’s as close as Corey, the head of his hard cock hitting my lower stomach. His hand comes to my throat, his fingers wrapping around it lightly, flexing against my skin.
Gasping, I shake my head.
“Words,” he says, his grip tightening and causing a wave of pleasure to roll through me, my omega loving the dominance in his voice and touch. Unable to control it, I perfume, my pumpkin spice scent thickening the air and causing Corey’s cock to twitch where he’s still seated inside me, waiting patiently .
“As much as that answers his question, Pumpkin, it’s still not words.”
“No, I haven’t,” I breathe through Noah’s grip on my throat. “Do it, double knot me. Please. I want both of you inside me.”
“You got it, Pumpkin.”
Noah’s hand remains on my throat, the other dipping between my thighs and pushing a finger into my pussy beside Corey’s cock, stretching me. Corey lets out a strangled moan as Noah inserts two fingers, then three.
His other hand remains around my throat as he pumps in and out a few times.
“Oh, you’re more than ready to take both of us, aren’t you Pumpkin? So wet.”
Corey’s arm around my waist tightens once more, lifting us as Noah withdraws his fingers and shimmies forward until the tip of his cock is pressed at my entrance.
Slowly, he works his way in, his hand never leaving my throat, applying a steady pressure there as he seats himself inside me beside Corey. The stretch is a delicious burn I never knew I craved. The light breathlessness from Noah’s grip around my throat adds to the overwhelming sensation and feeling of pure ecstasy running through my veins.
Somehow, the two of them find a rhythm and I find myself lost in a tsunami of pleasure, the feeling of both of them moving together, of the three of us finding this pocket of peace and pleasure has tension coiling inside me at a phenomenal rate.
Noah’s grip tightens on my throat as he leans in to kiss me, restricting my air supply further as his tongue dances with mine in a clash of passion. He releases me, his mouth catching Corey’s over my shoulder as I watch.
Maybe it’s the sight of the two of them enjoying each other as much as they enjoy me, or the exquisite fullness of both of them inside me. Maybe it’s the lack of air and heat hormones. Whatever it is, that’s all it takes for me to explode once more, this orgasm hitting me like a freight train.
My pussy clamps down around them both and that’s all it takes to send Noah into a frenzy, his grip on my throat tightening as he breaks from Corey, thrusting into me harder and faster than before.
“Shit,” Corey curses from behind me. “He’s gone into rut. Are you alright, Pumpkin.”
“Good. Harder,” I moan, my voice a rasp through Noah’s grip. There’s no need for Corey to check in with me. I’m better than good. This is…phenomenal.
“Mine,” he growls, nipping my shoulder as he pounds into me. Corey remains still. Even through my heat haze I can feel his wariness, his careful watch on the situation. Always the protector.
“No marking, Noah,” he barks as Noah tugs me closer to him, his teeth pressing harder against my skin.
Noah growls as a shudder of pleasure ripples through me in anticipation of his teeth breaking through my flesh and marking me as his. I want it.
But to my disappointment he listens to Corey, withdrawing his teeth and sucking hard instead, leaving a different kind of mark on me.
Noah doesn’t slow, his cock pounding into me over and over as my pleasure begins to build again, low in my stomach.
Corey begins to move again, finding a rhythm with Noah’s frenzied thrusts I wouldn’t have thought possible. Groaning my name as they come, they both push their swollen knots inside me with a final, punishing thrust.
The room dims, blackness creeping in on the edges of my vision as they stretch me, the pain almost too much, the size almost too big to lock us together. But they fit, my pussy adjusting to the both of them, wave after wave of pleasure washing over me as the one act triggers another release .
Noah releases my throat, his hand gently stroking my hair from my face and trailing down my shoulder to brush the hickey he left on my skin.
“Fuck, Pumpkin. This will be my mark. I promise you,” he purrs as the two of them shuffle us around, until we’re lying flat on the mattress.
I nod, and satiated for the moment, I let my eyes flutter closed. I feel the soft press of a kiss to my shoulder and the stroke of fingers down my arms as I drift off to sleep.
Laying here, in the arms of these two alphas, their knots still inside me and their coffee and marshmallow scents engulfing me, I realise I feel safe, at home.
Mates.