Chapter 75 #3
And she falls apart into another orgasm, with Theo’s cock filling her ass and fingers strumming her clit.
I’m splayed out over Ace’s hips, with my knees pressed to the sheets.
Wren’s whining demands for Theo’s cum grow increasingly frantic.
Mine are probably a match at this point, as strong hands grip my ass, and Ace bounces me on his cock.
“Oh god. Fuck yes. Please. Fucking please,” I beg as Ace brings me down fully to meet him on each upward thrust. He swells inside me, pressing that fat knot against my hole.
“Hold it. Don’t you dare come,” he commands.
I choke out another grunt, drop my hand between us, and squeeze his heavy balls. Sweet relief washes through me, feeling every hot jet of his cum as he damn near roars while he empties inside me. One throbbing, mind-altering pulse after another turns my limbs to jelly.
My swollen knot is pulsing.
My balls are primed.
My teeth ache.
“God. Holy fuck, sweetheart.” Theo’s hips stutter as he shoves all the way in and holds there.
With each twitch of his hips against Wren’s ass, his deep, harsh breaths sound like he’s run a marathon.
Electricity zaps around the room as his climax goes on and on, surging my own desperation to a new level.
I don’t know how it happens, but Ace must sense my sanity hanging by a thread.
He helps reposition us both, so that he eases out of me, leaving me with cum dribbling out of my hole from how perfectly he’s fucked me into a puddle.
Theo does the same, except he’s not ready to pull out of our girl just yet. He rolls them so that she lies back against his chest.
Those blue eyes gaze at me, turned almost black. Her pupils are completely blown out, and her skin is flushed as I crawl between her thighs like a man starved.
“Has this pussy missed me?” I murmur, with voice gone hoarse.
My lips seek out her swollen clit, wrapping that sensitive bud, and I suck down until she whines that she can’t take any more.
Then I nudge my way up her body. Using my nose, I push the fabric of her shirt higher and higher, dragging a shiny trail of slick up her stomach as I map my way along each of her curves.
When I reach her tits, Theo helps me to push the fabric up to expose her reddened, tightly budded nipples, and I simply stare for a long moment.
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
” I dip my head and suck each of her breasts until she squirms, reducing Theo to groans of agony.
That makes my lips curl into a smile against her skin, knowing that he’s still deep inside her and able to feel every single thing I do to her body as she clenches around him in response.
The first press forward makes Theo’s head drop back. Ace joins us, settling his half-hard, heavy cock between my ass cheeks, while he reaches around to fist my dick. He controls my pace for what feels like a torturously long time. He refuses to allow me more than to push my mushroom tip in.
I know why he’s doing this. He’s silently taking care of our girl. Not letting the headiness of this moment overwhelm me, or her. And it allows me to soak up every flutter of her lashes, each hitch in her breathing, and simply drown in my Omega’s scent.
He guides my dick a little farther inside, adding his weight, with his spent cock sliding through the mess he’s made of me. His veiny length presses and rubs against the seam of my ass. As Wren begins to writhe and whimper, her chest rising and falling faster, he finally lets me take over.
On a groan, I fight my way forward, pushing in fully. It’s the tightest goddamn thing to work my way in with Theo already seated deep. We work as a pack, stretching her slowly, with murmurs of praise from all of us.
Wren gushes like a goddamn fountain, with slick running everywhere, and that added slipperiness sucks me in. I bury myself knot-deep until I hit the resistance of her entrance.
“It’s so full,” she whimpers softly. “I need more.”
Her tiny fingers blindly seek out my jaw, sliding around to cling to the back of my neck. It’s a quiet command to keep going, to give her everything, to not treat her like she’s fragile, even though that’s every instinct we have as her Alphas.
“You feel so good,” Theo groans into her hair. “Like you were made for our cocks. Like your body can’t get enough of our knots.”
“Please, don’t hold out, Con,” she hums in a breathy voice. “I won’t break.”
“Do you like it when I do this?” I grind my knot hard against her entrance. In reply, her drenched channel flutters around me.
“Umphhhf. Fuck. I think that’s a yes,” Theo rasps.
“Squeeze him, baby,” Ace rumbles against the side of my neck, encouraging Wren to damn well make me lose my mind. “You’re gonna milk his knot, peaches. Our good boy is gonna fill you up. He’s going to fill you with his knot and his cum until you’re dripping.”
Wren trembles, with what feels like an aftershock of a previous orgasm rolling through her body, as she dissolves into a series of high-pitched, desperate gasps. With the added urgency, the pressure building at the base of my spine, all it takes is for that repeated begging and pleading from her.
That need to come radiates up my spine, taking control.
All my girl can do is cling to me, making frantic noises as I bump the mouth of her opening.
The fleshy bulge of my knot slips halfway.
On the next thrust, Ace’s cock twitches between my cheeks, and we both exhale a raw, primal groan when I feel myself slip farther, that swell nearly popping into place.
“Fill me. Fill me up. Give me your fat knot and bond me.” Wren sucks in a sharp breath with a shudder as her next climax hits. “Breed me, Con. Breed me. Don’t stop,” she sobs, trembling, skin damp with perspiration as I rut into her.
My teeth connect with the soft skin at the side of her neck, just above her shoulder, and my knot slips home. I lock us together at the same time as I give her my bond. The bite is hard enough to leave its permanent mark but doesn’t quite break the skin.
I’ve never known anything like it. Wren’s pleasure swipes me at the knees, drags me into the clouds, dances with me among the stars as our bond seals. I feel her. I feel everything. I feel Theo, too.
A deep groan vibrates from my chest, mixed with a thundering purr, when my cock erupts inside her. My knot pulses as my aching balls empty every last fucking drop of cum in my body.
Breed. Own. Claim.
She continues to ripple around me, maybe another, shallower climax, or just simply the impact of our bond dragging this wave out into near-eternity.
Her snug channel clenches around my knot like she never wants to let me go.
“Christ. That’s it, Bambi.” I lick at her bond mark and suck down. “Squeeze me. Drain me fucking dry. It’s all yours. Your cunt owns me. Your cunt wants to be filled by me. Anything you want, it’s yours.”
A throaty little moan greets me in response. “I love you. I love you,” she cries out, and I know it’s not just for me, because this time when she says it, I feel everything. I feel the weighty truth behind those words.
It’s flush with the gift of her love, the depth of it for me, and for our pack.
“I’m so fucking in love with you.” My face drops against her neck, nuzzling in to inhale her like an Alpha who needs his Omega in order to remember how to draw breath. “I couldn’t have gone any longer without this, baby,” I mumble.
My hips continue rolling against hers, a steady rhythm.
With every subtle pulse, we both feel the tug and push of my knot, fucking even deeper with the type of pleasure that turns exquisite.
Her emotions flood me with how much she enjoys being connected like this, how much she secretly gets off on the pressure of my cum being held inside her, and a buzzing tremor takes me close to the edge again, knowing that I have such an intimate insight into how she feels beneath the surface.
My cock unloads a little more, until I’m truly undone.
None of us has words to truly comprehend this moment.
It feels like we’ve somehow come home to be linked together in a way that is unique to our pack and us.
Theo senses the shift—fuck, maybe he can tell with our bond we now share with our girl clicked into place—and carefully eases us all to our sides on the mattress.
He helps Wren to curl around my front, and I wrap her protectively in my arms. I love that he doesn’t want to leave her body either, making sure to slide back inside, to stay with us in such an intimate way.
Ace’s mouth is hot against my spine as he lazily drags his lips to kiss a path across my overheated skin.
Letting me know he’s right there with us as he fits against my back, tangling his legs with mine.
I fumble for his arm and sling it heavily over my waist to help him connect with Wren, guiding him to grab hold of her hip and run sleepy strokes over that soft curve of flesh.
Wren sighs, peppers a few tiny kisses along every spot she can reach along the edge of my jaw, then her body sags with a dreamy sort of tiredness claiming her.
I love how she smells, the scents of all of us threading together to wrap us up. The heat of our bodies, the solidity of our muscles against her delicateness. It all just fits in the most natural of ways.
Our pack is perfect, and as I fall into a deep sleep, a smile lingers on my lips, knowing that they’re all mine.