Chapter 29 #3
D’Angelo casts me a considering glance, before he nods at me.
A new focus settles over me again.
Eden prowls to the swing, opening the buckles.
Shay glances at the swing. “Shall I undress Alpha Dorothy? The last time we fucked her in that position it was bloody mind-blowing.”
“We’re trying a new Pucking Them Position this time.” D’Angelo’s smile becomes fiendish. “I did draw it in the Guide.”
D’Angelo did.
It was a stick woman with what was either a third leg or a cock swinging between her legs, while a stickman was strapped down at her mercy.
Shay’s brow furrows in confusion.
“This setup isn’t for me.” I yank Shay toward me by the leash, before leading him over to the swing.
I see the exact moment that he understands, and his cheeks flush. He lets out a choked sound.
“Color?” D’Angelo stalks after us.
“Green,” Shay manages to say.
I drop the leash, turning Shay toward me. “You’re my good Omega. Time to breed you.”
Dazed, Shay nods.
“Lie on your back. Spread your legs and put your ankles up into these stirrups.”
Shay’s flush deepens, as he’s exposed fully with his legs spread wide.
“I love to see you blush,” I murmur.
Eden efficiently moves around, tying Shay down into the swing, keeping his legs held open for whatever his Alphas want.
Eden pulls roughly on each buckle, while I softly stroke on Shay’s ankle.
Shay’s eyes are already hazy.
His head is supported. I want to be able to look into his eyes, while I show him the surprise that I have been planning for weeks now.
It’s the best reward that I can think of for being the star who scored the winning goal, which took the Bay Rebels to the Stanley Cup.
He is seen.
I am going to make sure that Shay feels it.
I pull aside his thong to reveal the butt plug that holds in his adorable black tail.
Shay winks at me, before squirming around to wag it at me.
I laugh, patting his ass. “Good pet.”
Eden turns to a shelf of implements and grabs a bottle of lube. He tosses it to me, and I snap open the lid. I kindly warm the lube in my hands, before I drizzle it over the butt plug.
I drop the bottle of lube onto the floor.
Shay’s breath catches, as I tease the large plug in and out of his ass.
It’s large for a reason. He needs to be stretched for what’s coming next.
“Bloody hell, love.” Shay clenches his hands, as I torment him.
I smack his ass, and he jerks. “Alpha.”
“Bloody hell, Alpha,” he corrects.
D’Angelo leans over Shay, and it looks intimidatingly like he’s about to be savaged by a wild cat.
Shay’s breathing picks up.
D’Angelo’s electric blue eyes behind the mask meet Shay’s.
Then D’Angelo licks around Shay’s nipple, tormenting it as ruthlessly, as I am tormenting his ass.
Finally, I ease the butt plug fully out, allowing it to fall to the floor with a thunk.
Eden slips behind me, looping his arms around me. His warm chest is pressed against my back.
I am sure that I can feel his heart.
I twist around, while never stopping tormenting his brother, and capture Eden’s lips in a deep kiss.
“I love you, phoenix,” I murmur, between frantic kisses. “This is perfect. Thank you.”
“Are you happy to find me at the end of the yellow brick road?” He kisses me back, as fervently.
“Now, and for the rest of my life.”
Eden smiles.
He fucking smiles.
And that’s the only reward that I will ever need.
The best.
When Shay squirms, making the buckles jangle, Eden’s expression hardens. “Now, wreck my twin.”
“Mean,” Shay whines. “Traitor.”
“That’s what happens when you’re in a pack with three Alphas.” D’Angelo bites Shay’s sore nub, and Shay howls. He soothes it with his tongue. “Aren’t you lucky?”
“Yeah,” Shay murmurs, blissed out. “Luckiest sub in the whole bloody world.”
“Hope you still say that when you’re knotted,” I reply.
“Wait, what?” Shay’s hooded gaze rises to mine.
I lift my gingham skirt, revealing my surprise.
I’ve been looking forward to this reveal all night.
Shay gasps in shock, before his pupils become blown wide in desire.
“Alpha, is that for me?” He licks his lips like he’s imagining wrapping them around the giant, knotted dildo that I am wearing around a harness.
Good luck.
D’Angelo has been training Shay on his gag reflex and in deep throating. He’s a trooper but even Shay would choke on this cock.
Eden and D’Angelo don’t react with surprise. I sent excited photos of the dildo to them when it arrived.
D’Angelo thanked me for my dildo pic, which created the most awkward start he’d ever had to a meeting, beating some tough competition.
I’m proud of that. I’m also proud of the giant cock that hangs between my legs because right now, in this head space, it feels like it’s truly mine.
“All for you.” I grab the base of the cock, teasing it along Shay’s fluttering hole.
Shay’s hands ball into fists, as he struggles against the frustration of being desperate to fuck himself on the cock but being bound down and under my control. But I know that’s where he’s happiest. Where he needs to be, and where I need him to be right now.
I asked Kay for pegging tips.
Pegging Everett is one of Kay’s favorite ways to destress, which also reminds them both of their roles within their dynamic.
Kay is my only female friend who is both poly and dominant. It has been useful to learn techniques from her.
Kay runs classes with Tyson on a range of educational kink subjects, while Garcia handles the subs.
Possibly, we should all attend some classes.
Although, D’Angelo doesn’t need to. He could teach them.
My skin tingles. “Ready to be knotted?”
“Please, Alpha,” Shay begs. “Show me that I am yours. Make me feel it.”
My eyes steel.
I stand more firmly between Shay’s legs, pressing the tip of the dildo to his ass, while stroking up his hard cock.
He jerks. “I’m about to come.”
“You’re not.” I tighten my hold on his cock. “Until I’m inside you and give you permission, Omega.”
Shay breathes hard, steadying himself. “Yes, Alpha.”
I slow my strokes up and down his cock, while his chest becomes slick with sweat.
D’Angelo swiftly stands. He prowls toward me, stooping to pick up the lube and smother the knotted dildo with it.
Then he copies my languorous strokes up and down it, dipping his head to kiss me. “You’re large. We need to take care of our Omega. Slowly…”
Then he guides my cock into Shay, inch by inch.
Shay is shaking.
I stare at where I am joined to him.
Eden’s arms tighten around my waist.
D’Angelo’s hand is still at the top of the dildo. He is deliberately pressing it against my crotch, so that at each thrust, it pushes back as well against my clit.
I am making the same breathy gasps as Shay.
I don’t look away from Shay’s beautiful, wide gray eyes.
“How does it feel?” I check. “Color?”
“G-g-green.” Shay is clenching and unclenching his hands. “Harder, Alpha. Fucking knot me. I can take it. Be good for you. Let me show you, yeah?”
Pride floods through me both for Shay and myself.
I thrust into him fully, and he whines. I keep the rhythm up, slow and deep.
I make him feel it.
His thighs are quivering.
His chest is rising and falling, and his cock spurts precum.
When he still manages to hold himself back from coming, I reward him by cupping his balls and stroking.
When I swing him faster onto my cock, he moans in pleasure.
“Will you kiss him for me?” I ask D’Angelo.
I am desperate to reward Shay for how well he is doing but don’t want to pull out of Eden’s hold.
D’Angelo smiles. “I can do more than that, cara mia.”
He kisses me with a passion that takes away my breath. His eyes glint behind his mask. Then he turns to Shay and cages him, as I continue to piston into him.
“My perfect Omega.” D’Angelo kisses Shay with a sweetness that catches Shay off-guard.
“Darlin’.” He stares at D’Angelo with awe.
“My cucciolo.”
Then D’Angelo lowers his head and like a true lion bites Shay — not sweetly at all — on his collarbone.
Shay yells, but his cock jumps in my hand.
“Harder,” Shay hisses.
D’Angelo obliges him, savaging down his chest with bites in a primal claiming.
I spark with anticipation, when Eden lowers his mouth to my neck.
Is he going to bite?
Ecstasy is already slamming through me on every thrust into Shay. I am pushing both of us inexorably toward the edge.
Instead of biting me, Eden kisses me. I jolt, when I realize that he’s kissing the shape of a heart.
This bond between my three men is what I need to feel safe.
Adored.
Seen.
Sometimes, I can be the pet, but when I need to be the one in control, I have Shay as my pet.
Either way, I always hold the power.
Under Wilder, I lost my own sense of self, strength, and independence.
Now, I have reclaimed them.
I have won.
“Come.” I twist my hand around the head of Shay’s sensitive cock in the way I know he loves.
I drag him by the swing firmly onto my knotted cock.
Shay shakes, rattling the swing, and unravels.
“Robyn, fuck, love…” He comes, spurting over my hand.
Delighted, I continue to fuck him through it, as suddenly pleasure hits me, hard and fast.
I toss my head back, allowing myself to ride it.
I shake, and Eden kisses me, as I moan in ecstasy.
He kisses me through the aftershocks.
Finally, I slump forward.
I’m floating and sated. My body aches. But I haven’t been this relaxed in months.
I can hear D’Angelo murmuring good boys to Shay, praising and kissing him.
Behind me, Eden lets go of me. Then I feel him lightly clean my hand with a soft cloth, before he brushes my hair back from my face.
“Are you comfortable there, collapsed over my brother?” He asks.
“Hmm.” I allow the knotted dildo to finally slip out of Shay. “I won’t move for anything less than chocolate.”
Eden takes the hint, massaging my shoulders for a moment. “Luckily I have chocolates in that nest of cushions over there.”
I knew that Eden would have the perfect scene with aftercare laid out.
Eden helps me to stand and then starts to unbuckle his brother’s legs. He massages Shay’s ankles, checking that they’re not bruised.
I smile at Shay, who still looks dazed and is leaning his cheek into D’Angelo’s hand. “That was better than I could have imagined. You were perfect for me. I can’t wait to offer my collar to you tomorrow.”
Shay brightens, rising out of subspace at the mention of the collar.
“I didn’t expect that I’d be celebrating my birthday at all.
That your gift is a collar… It’s means the bloody world.
Thanks for this tonight. It was exactly what I needed.
You make a hot Alpha, love. Where have you been hiding your knot? ”
I drop my dress back over my cock with a flourish. “A lady doesn’t reveal her secrets.”
Shay’s laugh is like the sun. I could live in its rays.
Unexpectedly, a sudden barking breaks out from the pocket in my skirt.
“What the fuck?” I scrabble at my pocket.
Both Eden and Shay look sheepish.
“Sorry, love.” Shay exchanges a glance with his twin, as Eden helps him out of the swing. “That’s your ringtone. I recorded a new one as a joke. Puppies are only meant to bark, right?”
“Bad puppy.” D’Angelo pulls Shay to his side, swiping his ass.
Shay yips but then cuddles closer to D’Angelo.
Eden looks pleased with himself.
I yank out my phone.
Who the hell would be calling me at this time?
A sudden fear shoots through me, chasing away the floaty, joyful sensation, when I see the number.
It’s Cody.
My skin goosebumps. Why would my brother be calling me this late?
“What’s wrong?” D’Angelo frowns, watching my expression.
I shake my head, hurriedly answering the phone with trembling fingers.
“Ryn,” Cody gasps with relief, before I can say anything.
Adrenaline spikes through me when I hear him.
He’s scared.
Cody sounds frightened and young. I am shocked back to the times when I couldn’t protect him and he’d desperately call out to me, before he was dragged away from me into the study.
I become ashen.
In the background, I can hear a violent banging.
Is he in danger? What’s going on?
“It’s Code,” I mouth at my partners.
Instantly, my three men are watching me, suddenly alert.
They are as worried as I am. Cody is family to all of us.
“Code, where are you? What’s going on? What’s that banging?” I start, but it’s as if my brother is too panicked to hear me.
“It’s Dad,” Cody whispers in a terrified rush.
His voice is muffled like he has his hand cupped over the phone.
Is he scared that someone will overhear him?
Is he hiding? My chest is tight. My knuckles are white around the phone.
“He’s wasted, sis. I’m home by myself. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Wait, he’s…I don’t think he can hear but…
Mike’s on a shift at the hospital. I can’t reach him.
I’m alone. What if Dad breaks down the door like he did… I don’t know what to do. Please, help me? ”