42. Hazel
Chapter 42
Hazel
W hy were they making me wait?
I had thought about it, and I knew I wanted to be bonded to them. Would I have preferred to wait until after the baby and during what would probably be the best heat of my life?
Yes.
At the same time, the idea of doing it right away appealed to me. Bonding during a heat was more powerful, but I would be lost in the heat haze, and this was something I wanted to be fully lucid for. Bonding was more serious than marriage. It was forever and could never be dissolved. I wanted to be awake and present when that happened.
I had been letting my insecurities run the show when it came to waiting. If the guys were down to bone while I was super pregnant, so was I. Pregnancy had made me exceptionally horny, so I was down to fuck— seriously down.
Only, Seb knew me far too well, and by the time I had indulged in my new favorite ice cream and crawled into my nest, sandwiched between two of my pack mates, I was out like a light.
So, the next day, when I woke up well-rested, I was a woman on a mission.
A mission to fuck and get bonded.
How hard could it be?
I had run through several ideas in my head, but ultimately, I decided simplicity was best. Piling my hair on the top of my head and hopping in the shower, I quickly washed. When I got out, I looked at the large fluffy towels, and decided against them.
Who could resist a horny, dripping wet omega?
Padding out of the shower without a stitch of clothing on, I smirked when my eyes landed on Seb and Roman in my room, piles of laundry in hand.
Perfect.
“Uhhh, Duchess, what are you doing?” Roman asked.
“Just finished a quick shower.” I smiled, walking over to him. Both their eyes trailed down to my chest.
“That’s not fair…” Seb trailed off.
I shrugged. “I was going to get in my nest and have a little solo fun time, but seeing as you guys are here now…”
Whatever thread was restraining Roman snapped. Hands grabbed my hips as lips crashed down on mine in a bruising, dominating move.
Yes. I needed it. To be used and owned by my alpha.
By all my alphas.
Seb moved to stand behind me, his lips finding my neck.
Having two sets of hands and lips on me sent me straight into sensory overload. Knowing what they were about to do to me, I was surprised I wasn’t already quivering in a puddle of my own creation.
“Nothing tastes fucking sweeter than you,” Seb murmured against my throat.
A small, belligerent part of my pregnant brain wanted to disagree, because donuts and ice cream tasted pretty fucking fantastic, if you asked me, but that thought was quickly banished from my mind as Roman bent down, nipping at my chest, sending sparks though my body.
“How do you want to do this?” Roman asked, his fingers taking over where his mouth had just been, tugging and twisting my nipples with skilled precision.
I wouldn’t admit it to them, but I had been doing a little internet research to figure out the best ways I could get a pussy stuffed full of cock while sporting a large, pregnant belly.
“Lying down, with you behind me, Seb in front of me,” I instructed.
Roman’s eyebrows raised, surprised I had an immediate answer, but not questioning it.
Before laying me down in the nest, the pair of them quickly spread my legs, leaving me bare and open to them.
It took a moment to get situated, but by the time Roman slid behind me, I had been so distracted by Seb’s kisses that I hadn’t realized Roman had already taken off his clothes.
I wasn’t complaining.
His bare cock brushed against my ass as he pressed himself against me, molding his body to mine.
Roman’s lips found my neck while Seb made himself busy tormenting my nipples. They were already extra sensitive, so every little touch made my brain vibrate with the intensity.
“I can’t fucking wait to make you mine,” Roman growled into my neck, nipping lightly. “How do you want to do this?”
“When you knot me.” I nodded, enthusiastically wriggling in their arms. They were taking too long. I was ramped up, having spent all the previous night thinking about what they were going to do to me and the various ways my seduction attempt could have succeeded.
“Thank god,” Roman huffed. “I was hoping you would say that.”
I turned my attention to Seb. “You’re far too dressed,” I grumbled, plucking at his shorts.
“You don’t need to tell me to get naked twice.” He laughed, tweaking my nipple for good measure before pulling back just enough so he could slide his shorts and boxers off, his cock springing free, precum already glistening on the tip.
Yummy.
I wrapped my hand around Seb’s cock, tugging his length.
“Are you ready for me, omega?” Roman asked in a rough voice, his hand snaking around my hip to brush against my pussy.
I kept up my movements on Seb’s cock and opened my legs as Roman’s fingers found my clit.
“Fuck me, you smell delicious,” Seb said. “How wet is she, Roman?”
“Fucking drenched and needy for us. Such a good omega.”
“ Our good omega.”
Overstimulated, I couldn’t find the words to reply as I wiggled in their grasp. Hands gripped my hips as Roman’s cock ground into my ass.
It wasn’t enough. I needed more. More friction, more stimulation. Just more of everything they could give me. My ass thrust backwards, desperately seeking, as Roman strummed my clit.
Hooking my leg over his arm, Roman spread my legs. Cool air hit my damp pussy as he lined himself up.
Thank fuck.
“Ready?” Roman asked.
“I was ready yesterday!” I snarled.
Pain blossomed across my chest when Seb nipped at me, tutting disapprovingly. “Play nice, omega. You needed to sleep.”
“I need knots more,” I whined.
“Well, your wish is my command, Duchess.” I could hear the smirk in Roman’s voice as he thrust forward, splitting me open with a single, powerful thrust.
I gasped for air, my grip on Seb’s cock tightening, as I tried desperately to ground myself.
“So full, so big,” I moaned.
Seb chucked. “When she speaks like that, I’m not surprised you have an ego,” he said.
“She does have a way of making you feel ten feet tall. Fuck me, Duchess, you’re taking my cock so well, and soon, you’ll be taking my knot.”
“Now, please,” I panted. His fingers were still attacking my clit, and coupled with his cock and Seb playing with my breasts, I was a goner.
My head started to buzz as my body trembled with my imminent release.
“You’re already clamping down on my cock, Duchess. That’s not fair. I’m going to come far too fast and embarrass myself.”
“Oh no, how terrible.” I laughed, throwing my head back, thrusting my hips to meet his quickening pace.
“That’s it,” Roman growled, his thrusts increasing. “I’m going to fuck every last drop of my cum into you, and you’re going to take it like a good girl, aren’t you? This pussy is hungry for us, isn’t it? So wet and warm and needy.”
I nodded in agreement, unable to form words. My core tightened almost to the point of pain.
“She’s close. I can tell by her face.” Seb smirked, gently kissing me.
“Last chance, Duchess, we’re both about to blow. Are you sure?”
“I’m sure,” I growled against Seb’s lips. “Fuck me, knot me, bite me, claim me. Make me yours, alpha.”
My words had their desired effect. His pace became frantic, and with a roar, Roman thrust deep. I swore I could feel him bumping against my cervix as the base of his cock rapidly expanded.
I was teetering on the edge, my own release so close, but I needed a little something to push me over the edge.
That something came when Roman’s teeth sank into the skin an inch below my ear. My vision whited out and my body convulsed violently with the waves of my orgasm. My limbs went numb with the intensity, and there was a burning in my chest as something deep within me changed.
“Fuck!” I sobbed. “Alpha!”
His cock throbbed with release, every pulse sending more waves of pleasure through my body.
“You’re taking his knot so well. So full of alpha cock while he claims you. It’s a fucking beautiful sight,” Seb murmured, leaning in to kiss me. “Soon, it’ll be me fucking, filling, and claiming you.”
Roman’s hand appeared in front of my face, and I took the opportunity to pounce, my lips wrapping around his wrist as I bit, hard , the bond solidifying.
All I could do was whine in response as the waves of release finally started to ebb. Roman groaned against my neck, his teeth finally surrendering me.
“You’re perfect,” Roman panted.
We lay together for a moment, breathing and reveling in the new sensations that were crashing through our chests.
“I can feel you,” I admitted in a hoarse voice.
“It’s fucking amazing,” Roman said, kissing the top of my head as he wrapped his arms around me from behind and pulled me tighter against him.
His presence in my chest was almost overpowering at first, but as the bond settled in, it became far more comfortable.
“You’re happy,” I said. “I can feel it.”
“I’m fucking ecstatic.”
When I woke from an orgasm-induced nap coma, I turned my attention to Sebastian, who was still lying in front of me, beaming down at me. His cock was rock hard and waiting for me.
“Your turn,” I declared once I felt Roman’s cock softening.
“Are you sure? You can take all the time you need. I can wait.”
I shook my head. “I don’t want to wait; I want you now .” Wiggling my hips, I slowly pulled myself off Roman’s deflating knot, both of us moaning.
Seb searched my face, ensuring I was being sincere. When he saw no sign of hesitation, he grinned. “Where do you want me?”
That was a loaded question, but one I was happy to answer.
“Get on your back,” I instructed.
“Yes, ma’am.” He nodded, rolling onto his back, his cock standing proudly to attention.
Unable to resist, I leaned over and took his length in my mouth, humming around him.
“Fuck!” Seb hissed, his body bowing off the bed. “I wasn’t expecting that, Hazelnut.”
With an obscene popping sound, I sat up. “Sorry, I just needed a quick taste.” I shrugged.
Seb laughed ruefully. “I fucking love you.”
“I love you, too,” I hummed, swinging my leg over him and lining up my pussy, slowly sinking down onto his length.
As my ass made contact with his legs and his cock filled me perfectly, the door to my nest opened. Turning, I could see Cormac and Phillip entering.
“Looks like someone is having fun.” Cormac smirked.
“In my defense, she was dripping wet and begging. I’m only so strong,” Roman said with a laugh. “She’s fucking drained me dry. It was fucking amazing.” He lifted his hand, showing off his new bite mark.
“Come here,” I instructed, my hips gyrating against Seb. “I want all of you.”
Phillip’s eyebrows rose. “Are you sure, darling?”
“I want more!” I declared, happily bouncing on Seb’s cock. “Cormac, are you going to fuck my ass?” I asked, turning back to give him an innocent look.
His eyes widened, and he stumbled over his words “Wait, you—we?”
I shrugged. “It’s up to you, but I quite like the idea of you biting me while your cock is buried in my ass.”
Seb groaned. “She’s not lying, her pussy tightened up the moment she thought about it.”
Without a word, Cormac scrambled toward the bed. Phillip sat in one of the armchairs, watching with hungry eyes.
“You’re not joining?” I asked with a pout.
“I’m settling in to enjoy the show,” he said. “But if you still want me after, I’ll happily oblige you.”
That was enough for me. Turning back to Seb, I started focusing on him, leaning forward and kissing him. “Mine,” I growled, biting his bottom lip.
“Yours,” he agreed, resting his hands behind his head, looking thoroughly pleased with himself.
Hands gripped my waist, Cormac’s root beer scent giving away his identity as his lips found my shoulder. Gently prying my ass cheeks apart, his cold, slick fingers found my back entrance, probing.
“I’ve been wanting to play with this ass for so long, sweetness. Fuck me, it’s perfect.”
As he spoke, he slowly worked his fingers in, the intrusion stretching me more than I’d imagined.
How was I going to fit his pierced cock inside me?
I had no idea, but I was going to fucking try my best.
“Relax,” Cormac cooed gently.
Seb’s fingers found my clit and started slowly circling it, helping put my body at ease.
Once Cormac was satisfied that I was ready, he retracted his fingers, making me whine at the loss. When he had first used them on me, I had felt impossibly full, but without them, I felt empty. My hips nudged backward, desperately seeking more.
“Patience,” Cormac tutted. “These things take time.”
“Are you going to fuck me in the ass or lecture me?” I growled.
Seb laughed underneath me. “You’d better get to work, or she might just rip off your cock.”
“I won’t do that.” I frowned. “It’s far too useful attached to his body.”
Cormac’s laugh was cut off when his cock slowly started inching into my ass.
Holy ass-fucking batman.
He was large, but splitting open my ass, he felt gigantic.
“Your ass is like fire,” Cormac groaned.
I laughed ruefully. That felt right, considering my ass was positively burning with the painful, yet delicious, intrusion.
Why hadn’t I tried this before?
Oh yeah, because I was a scaredy cat thinking butt fun would hurt.
As the first row of piercings slid past the ring of muscles, my entire body trembled, sweat breaking out over my body as I mumbled unintelligibly.
“She’s loving that,” Seb said, the pace of his fingers increasing over my clit. “Her pussy is strangling my cock.”
Cormac hummed. “Tell me how it feels,” he commanded as he moved ever so slowly forward.
“So full, but it’s so good,” I rambled.
“You’re a good omega who’s made to take our cocks. You’re built to be fucked again and again until you’re a dripping mess of cum, aren’t you?” he muttered. I nodded. “Look how full you are,” he said as his hips bumped against my ass, bottoming out.
He was completely in.
“Holy fuck!” Cormac groaned. Seb chose that moment to thrust up, bumping my cervix and making me see stars.
“Give her a minute to adjust,” Roman ordered from my left. He was sitting up, his back leaning against the headboard, watching the show with hungry eyes.
Seb groaned. “She’s got my cock in a chokehold.”
“No!” I cried. “I need them to move! I need more!”
“Be a good girl and wait for a moment,” Cormac said. “Once you’re used to it, I promise I’m going to have the time of my life fucking this ass and filling it with cum, okay?”
That sounded like a damn good time, so I pouted and resolved myself to wait, even if two minutes felt like an eternity.
Eventually, when my wriggling became too much Cormac asked, “Are you ready?”
“Fuck. Yes.”
He gradually retracted, every one of his piercings gliding across my entrance, the extra stimulation making my head spin. His pace slowed, but quickly started picking up. At first, he and Seb alternated, one of them filling me as the other pulled out, so I was always stuffed full of someone’s cock.
My entire body came alive in a way it never had before. The nest filled with the obscene sounds of them filling me, my wetness gushing, coating Sebastian.
“This ass is perfection,” Cormac groaned. “I’m going to want to fuck it constantly now. Every time you bend over in those tiny sleep shorts, I’ll be thinking about how good it feels to fill this ass.”
My body and mind felt detached, the sensations too much. Too amazing.
“You’re making her feel incredible,” Roman purred from his position watching. “I can sense it.”
In the back of my mind, I wondered if that meant I would also feel the guys’ pleasure. I wasn’t sure what to think about that, since things were already pretty damn intense.
“I want you both to bite me when you come,” I instructed as their pace synchronized.
“Both?” Seb asked, surprised.
“Did I stutter?” I growled.
“No, you didn’t.” He grinned. “As you wish!”
They thrust in together, making me empty then mind-numbingly full.
My orgasms all blended into one, my walls clamping down on their cocks, begging for knots.
Their cocks were getting somehow harder and bigger, a feat I didn’t think was possible.
As their paces reached a frenzy, both their knots started to expand. Seb lodged his firmly inside me, while Cormac kept his just bumping my back entrance. Something I was thankful for because two knots at once may have been a bit too much. The alternating was already making my entire body tremble.
The knots triggered yet another release, and as I hurtled off the edge, Seb leaned forward. Both their lips found spots on opposite sides of my neck and bit down.
Two more presences settled in my chest, and the uncontrollable urge to return the bites rose up. Seb was right in front of me, so lunging forward and sinking my teeth into his shoulder was easy. He cupped my neck, muttering praises as I bit him back.
As I turned to Cormac, he held out his arm in front of me. In my sex-addled state, my aim wasn’t the best. Lurching forward, my teeth sank into his forearm, halfway between his wrist and his elbow, biting down.
I doubted I would ever truly catch my breath again. Or regain use of my legs. My entire body was jelly.
We slumped over into a puddle of panting, sexually blissed-out mess.
My gaze turned to Phillip. He was sitting on the armchair, his elbows resting on his knees, leaning forward, watching us intently, his cock hard.
“You’re next.”