Chapter 33
I rolled onto my belly at Indigo’s guidance, barely managing to swallow the sounds of pleasure, desperate to claw their way out of me as Cameo continued to use my mouth.
His eyes were trained on the screen, praises coming from the corner of the alpha’s lips in a quiet hiss as my tongue worked to lave along the bottom of his heavy cock.
I whimpered as his eyes met mine, pulled away from the movie when the adjustment of my position forced his hand from where he’d been mercilessly abusing my nipples for the last twenty minutes.
Warm, wet arousal slicked my thighs as Indigo adjusted behind me, their hard cock rutting between my ass cheeks slowly, denying me the stretch that I craved.
I whined, just loud enough around the intrusion of Cameo’s cock to make Joon’s head turn, his lips parting as his eyes met mine, going wide.
“Holy—”
Cameo put his hand over Joon’s mouth, smirking as he used his newfound grip on the omega’s face to drag him forward with a pointed look behind him at Marcus.
Indigo gripped my ass, choosing that moment to bury their cock into me for a series of hard thrusts that had me dissolving around Cameo desperately.
Joon’s eyes were glassy with subspace as they brought their blanket with them from their place on the floor, their cock already tenting their sleep pants as he stroked my cheek.
Excitement bubbled inside of me at the idea of sucking them both off while Indi fucked me. Or better, for me to ride Joons' cock while the alphas took turns with whatever holes they pleased.
Before, when I was dating Stephen, the closest I’d ever come to being satisfied was when I’d used my vibrator on myself after we fucked.
But now?
Indigo rubbed my clit as they fucked me, just slow enough to avoid making noise, my pussy trembling in warning that I was about to come.
Cameo pulled me off his cock, and my teeth clacked together in an effort to keep silent as I came apart, watching Joon settle into Cameo’s lap, tossing the blanket over us both so I was thrown into darkness.
Joon ground in our alpha’s lap, pressing back against him, set to the soft smack of lips.
I buried my face in his thigh as Indi continued to pound into me, their thumb teasing my ass, warning that one hole wasn’t going to be enough for the alpha. Pressing back against his finger, I welcomed the intrusion, biting back a whimper at the additional stretch their thumb provided.
Cameo lifted Joon in his lap, and the omega tugged his sleep pants halfway down his thighs, letting the alpha line himself up to pull him onto his cock. My eyes settled onto the bouncing mass of Joon’s hard length as he rode him, precum leaking from the tip as Cameo fucked him from below.
I could barely think with the effort it took to keep quiet, the piercing at the head of Indi’s cock touching me in places I’d never imagined.
“Pretty little omega,” Joon breathed, his hand finding my hair under the blanket to force me onto his cock.
He was a little smaller than Cameo, which was a relief to my abused throat.
I sucked and bobbed, rolling the omega’s balls in my hand as Indigo picked up the pace, the sound of skin meeting skin cracking through the room like a gunshot.
The blanket was pulled away, my skin adjusting to the cool air as I met Marcus’ eyes. He watched me in the middle of his pack, a hand tracking up and down his hard cock.
“Fuccck,” I whimpered around Joon, giving up on trying to be quiet as a loud moan rattled through me.
Indigo slapped my ass, then my clit, hard enough to make me yelp. The sting bloomed for several seconds before it crested, the alpha’s fingers returning to their rhythmic circling. “Be quiet, Eva,” they admonished. “We’re watching a movie.”
My mouth was too full of Joon’s cock to tell him that there wasn’t a single soul in this room bothering to watch the movie anymore, but that didn’t matter, not when the alpha’s pace stuttered, letting out a low groan before they pulled out, leaning back against the cushions as they caught their breath.
Joon whimpered as Cameo fucked him after into my mouth. “So fucking good, Eva…”
“Up,” Cameo said, so forcefully that it teetered on the edge of a bark.
I released Joon at once with a pop, the slick drip of Indigo’s cum from my cunt making me shiver almost as much as their fingers pressing it back inside.
“Can’t waste it, can we, doll?” they purred, kissing the swell of my ass.
Marcus’ eyes locked with mine, obstructed momentarily as Cameo forced Joon up with an indignant whine.
“I wasn’t done!” the omega complained.
“Do you want to use your friend right or not?” Cameo asked impatiently, offering a soft brush of their knuckles against my cheek. “Light check?”
“Green,” I said with excitement.
Marcus grunted, grabbing Joon around the waist to tug him onto the sofa. I’d expected him to bring the omega into his lap like Cameo had done before him, but Marcus forced Joon to his knees on the cushions, slamming into him from behind.
“Beg for it,” he growled, though it didn’t matter that the words Joon tried to choke out came in a garbled mess; his hands circled Joon’s waist to anchor him anyway, fucking into him relentlessly.
Joon babbled and moaned, their cock—rutting against the cushions with every snap of Marcus’ hips—leaking nonstop.
“If you come anywhere other than inside her greedy cunt, you’ll regret it, Gattino,” Cameo warned, roughly tugging me in Joon’s direction so I was half crawling towards Marcus.
“Please,” I begged, presenting for the alpha as he rounded behind me, my hands already pulling Joon in for a messy kiss that the omega returned eagerly. “I need more. Fill me, Cam, please.”
Marcus groaned, knuckles white as their fingers dug into Joon’s skin. “You heard the desperate little omega bitch, knock her up. Give the slutty little hole what she wants.”
The alpha slammed into me from behind, jerking me forward with a loud gasp.
“Fuck Eva,” Joon groaned, catching my hair to drag me for another kiss. “You look so sexy taking my alpha’s dick. Going to milk him for all he has? Have our fucking baby and join our pack?”
I knew part of it was the endorphins, but damn, it didn’t sound so bad.
Being a part of this pack, bonded to these alphas…
Excitement fluttered inside of me as Cameo’s hand circled around my throat, the vicious pace of his hips making my knees give out until I was nothing more than along for the ride as he pumped into me.
“You’re mine,” he snarled into my ear, a reminder of the other night when he’d made me beg with a knife pressed to my throat.
“And I’m going to spend every waking minute pumping your cunt so fucking full of me that you have no choice but to give me a baby.
And once I have, you’re not going to need a fucking contract to stay with this pack—you're going to beg me.”
Indignance made a feeble attempt to show its face. But, as much as I wanted to try and push back against Cameo… a part of me knew he was right.
Now that I’d had a taste of this pack, I didn’t want to leave it.
Even if it was messy and complicated… it was mine.
I nibbled Joon’s lip between breathy moans, the sound of our combined pleasure as our alphas used us for their needs, trading between us like a story. Growing, changing with every retelling.
“Listen to her fucking whimper, Marcus.” Cameo chuckled, his voice strained. “Needy pussy keeps clenching, too.” He spanked my ass, and I squealed, my muscles contracting around him on instinct.
“Hey!”
“Milk my cock, pretty little omega slut. I’m going to fill you so full of cum you’re not going to have space for Joon’s.”
“Oh, fuck,” Joon huffed, tensing. “Marcus, I’m gonna—”
Behind us, Indigo groaned. “Keep that up, I’ll need round two.”
Marcus yanked Joon upright by the shoulder, slowing his pace to a heavy grind that was so fucking sensual it made me feel lightheaded.
Or, maybe, that was the grip that Cameo had around my throat, precious oxygen in short supply.
“Joon,” I whined. “You can’t, I need you to save it for me.”
Marcus kissed the omega’s shoulder with a tenderness I hadn’t seen before, but I didn’t have much time to think about it as the alpha settled back against the arm of the sofa.
“Bring her here,” he ordered, and to my surprise, Cameo didn’t argue.
Lifting me, Cameo took the few steps to where Joon sat on Marcus’ cock, dropping me to straddle the pair of them.
Joon grabbed my face with one hand, kissing me hard in an avalanche of sticky apple and caramel sweetness, his free hand guiding himself into my pussy, already dripping with his boyfriend’s cum.
I gasped, straightening as I started to ride him opposite of Marcus fucking Joon from below.
The omega’s hands found my chest as I started to get my rhythm.
But, just as I started to settle into the new position, a hand pushed my shoulder hard, forcing me forward so that Joon was half suffocating in my chest.
Cameo pressed a finger into me alongside Joon, pulling at my entrance, and I dissolved entirely, turning my face to scream into the back of the couch.
“Oh, look at that,” Indigo said appreciatively, his tone dripping in excitement. “You wanna be full, babygirl?”
Cameo grunted as the head of his cock notched alongside Joons, helped along by a mix of my slick and Indi’s cum.
“Light check,” Marcus rasped, the pace of his hips erratic.
“G-green—” I stuttered out as Joon nipped at my nipple, tongue flicking over the bud of nerves.
My thighs were shaking as Cameo pressed inside, taking his time so that I felt the stretch inch by glorious inch.
The alpha’s lips found my ear, the soft purr of his voice a life raft to cling to amongst the chant of so full, so full, so full…
“My beautiful girl,” he rumbled softly, thrusting slow and purposeful.
Joon moaned at the new sensation, warm wet seeping between us, warning that he’d come, and likely would keep coming until our alpha’s decided they were done with us. “Holy fuck.”
Marcus growled, mouthing at Joon’s neck before going still, watching as Cameo used us.
“You feel that?” he asked, kissing my neck. “Joon’s filling you so good, tesoro, what do we say to our sweet omega?”
“Thank you,” I whimpered, and I meant it.
I wanted this fucking baby, I wanted this fucking pack.
And, I wanted Joon.
I kissed the omega heavily, letting the overwhelming sensation of being in the middle take over until another pair of lips joined us, eyelids fluttering open to find Indi trading kisses between us both.
“You’re doing so well,” they praised both of us, reaching into the tangle of bodies to rub my clit.
I sagged into Joon, my overheated skin damp with sweat as Cameo continued his steady build. “It feels so fucking good.”
“Remember that,” Cameo grunted, his hips stuttering. “How good it feels to be claimed by your pack. To have us mixed in your sweet little cunt, putting our baby in you.”
“Like I was made to be yours,” I whispered, hips rolling back against Cameo to prolong things as long as I could. “Don’t you dare pull out. I’m not losing a single drop of you, alpha.”
Joon shivered, hips nudging feebly. “Let’s give her what she wants,” he whispered. “Put a fucking baby in her.”
“Please—alphas, Joon—I want your baby. Our baby.”
“Our baby?” Cameo chuckled, low and dangerous as his lips met my shoulder.
“Oh, Eva… You’re not going to spend a single moment without a cock inside of you until that pretty belly of yours is round.
” He nipped softly, and my pussy clenched so tightly at the tease of being bonded that Joon whimpered, starting to thrust into me again.
“Your pussy is fucking perfect,” he praised, movements pulling a groan from Marcus as he rode the alpha with every snap of his hips into me.
I met the alpha’s eyes over Joon’s shoulder, and Marcus smiled tightly, reaching to stroke my cheek. “Drain our omega dry.”