Chapter 7
Grace
“ E nough,” Beck protested as I pulled away, poor Spencer nearly collapsing against the shower wall.
My alpha helped wash the scent beads off of me before he was drying me off just as carefully.
Then I was being carried again, swept up in the strong arms of an alpha before he laid me out on his bed. My legs fell open as my fingers toyed over my full breasts, needing some relief.
I loved that there was no space here for hesitation or shyness. Their looks of adoration, lust, and longing made sure that I focused only on them.
“Fuck, so damn perfect, omega. Look at that tight, wet, little pussy. You’re going to take your alpha and betas so beautifully, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I whimpered as I stroked my fingers down my abdomen, seeking out relief when they made no move to help.
“Fuck this,” Cade groaned as he tore his own towel off, having taken the quickest shower while I was distracted with Spencer. His skin was pale and freckled like mine, the intricate weaving of ink and pops of color on his skin were gorgeous.
Then he was diving onto the bed, his face settling between my thighs. He wasn’t as controlled as the others. There was no hesitation as his mouth latched onto me, sucking hard on my clit as his fingers teased into my core.
“Yes,” I gasped, my fingers tightening in his copper hair as my head fell back against the soft comforter.
He was pure chaos as he licked and sucked at me, teasing and desperate, yet nothing was quite enough.
I think he knew that.
He was making me feel good but didn’t want it over yet if the low chuckle was anything to go by.
“Be patient, sweetheart. He’s going to make you feel so good,” Beck husked. My eyes slipped open to watch him take off his suit piece by piece, tossing it over the chair.
When he was finally bare, all I could do was stare. This man was a broad wall of alpha muscles. His hair was dark and so was the trail that led down to his massive cock. The knot was already showing interest.
His big hands were holding his cock, as if putting it on display for me. A smile teased over my lips but it was torn away as Cade bit down on my clit, curling the two fingers he’d sunk into my core.
“Fuck,” I cursed, trying to get away at the overwhelming orgasm that was hitting me. My muscles were tight, pleasure bursting from my center and coursing through me.
“No, you don’t,” Cade chuckled, holding me in place with his hands as he continued to tease my clit.
When he slid a third finger into my core, I came again.
My body was holding onto him tight, rippling around him as he fucked me with his hand, thumb brushing my clit with each stroke so he could watch me unravel.
“You come so fucking beautifully,” Beck praised. He and Spencer were watching me, standing over the bed like guards as their packmate ate me out like a fucking mad man.
When he finally gave one last teasing swipe of his tongue over my center, he leaned back with a satisfied smile on his face.
“You taste fucking delicious, muse. I could eat you out for breakfast every fucking day. So, that’s something to look forward to,” he teased.
“Why don’t you slide into her, tell me how fucking good that pussy feels,” Beck ordered, more than offered. He was backing away slowly, leaving the shower door open so he could wash the scent away but didn’t lose sight of us.
“Afraid to take me yourself, alpha?” I questioned. It was stupid, but the fact he hadn’t touched me yet had my omega worried, unsettled.
He smirked. “Not at all, sweetheart. But the moment I have you, I won’t give you up. This way I get to see them devour you, fuck you and stretch you, then I get to have my fill. I hope you have no plans of sleeping tonight.”
I groaned as Cade thrust forward, his hips slamming into my thighs as he filled me. It had been so long since I’d had sex that my body stretched around him, the slight sting easily soothed by a few gentle strokes.
“Better?” he asked gently, soft fingers teasing over my cheek as he watched me with those pale blue eyes of his.
He must have seen the confusion on my face.
“You looked uncomfortable.”
“It’s… uh, been a while,” I admitted. “Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me for being decent,” he said. “This is why your alpha waited, muse. He wants it to feel good when he stretches you around his knot.”
With that, he lifted my hips and snapped his hips forward, hitting deeper. My breasts were bouncing with each thrust, mouth hanging open as I gasped for air.
It felt so fucking good. The kind of pleasure that builds with every touch or taste until you’re so overwhelmed you can’t take it.
Then you take more.
Because these men were hellbent on making sure I couldn’t walk in the morning.
I never considered if I liked dirty talk before. But the way they praised me, worshiped me, and told me how good I felt, had my ego growing more and more.
“Just like that,” Cade soothed as he pushed my legs to my chest, picking up his pace so he was ramming me into the mattress.
My body was so sensitive that each stroke had me quaking under him, legs shaking in his hold.
“Come for me, muse. Let me feel you tighten around me, suck me in and milk this cock for everything I can give you,” Cade begged. His voice was hoarse now as he pleaded for me to come.
Spencer moved forward, his fingers sliding between us to stroke my clit as his packmate fucked me.
Having so much attention on me at once had my omega melting.
They were right. This weekend was going to fucking wreck me. I wouldn’t be able to think of anything else as the countdown to the wedding started.
My body lost the battle. This time my orgasm was an unrelenting wave that crashed through me. A loud moan filled the air, a mix of both of our voices as we came. My body did as he requested, clenching around him until he was gasping for air and his grip tightening on my thighs.
I could feel his cum fill me, leaking out around us and dripping obscenely on the mattress below.
Our scents were so strong now, the sweet mint and tea of mine, mixed with his and an undertone of my sweet slick.
Cade’s was pineapple nectar, fresh mango, toasted coconut and cream, and a hint of amber. It was tropical, full of sunshine and pure sex, was intoxicating.
I felt drunk on pleasure and him, breathing him in as our bodies calmed. My beta pulled out of me and kept my legs spread, watching as his cum dripped out of me.
“Fuck,” Beck husked, both him and Spencer moving in closer to watch. “And we’re just getting started. I think she can take more, Spence.”
“Fucking gladly,” Spencer groaned as he moved. “Present for me, omega. Show your pack how good your ass and pussy look spread out for us to claim.”
I was eager to please them, moving on instinct more than anything as I got on my knees and spread my legs before pushing my face and arms into the mattress. My omega was so fucking happy. This is what she wanted, what being an omega was about.
The cool air made me shiver as it ghosted over my exposed body that was wet with our combined releases.
Spencer’s hands massaged over my ass, squeezing the flesh there and spreading me open so he could see everything.
My first instinct was to hide, to squirm away so he couldn’t see my most intimate parts, but I knew they wouldn’t allow that.
And I didn’t want to hide. They were mine, even if I couldn’t shout it from the rooftops yet.
Spencer swirled his fingers through my wet pussy, gathering my slick and cum before teasing it over my ass. I whimpered, trying to tense but a soothing hand from Cade on my back had me breathing through it.
He pressed inside. Just the tip of his fingers breaching though the tight muscle. It was intense, but not bad.
“At some point, we’ll work you up to taking us here, too. Being filled at both ends and that warm mouth of yours. The whole pack claiming their omega, pumping her full of our cum,” Spencer said in a low, confident tone that said not if, but when.
He was certain.
Then he was slowly sliding into me, the angle letting him sink deep. Feeling them claim me, no barrier between us, was enough to make my omega purr in my chest.
“That’s new,” Spencer said, giving my ass a squeeze. “I’ve never had an omega purr around my cock but I fucking love it.”
My purr turned into a possessive growl at the mention of any other sex partners.
“Mine,” I bit out.
“Yes, omega. Just yours,” he promised as he fucked me into the mattress, making sure I knew that I was theirs and only theirs. That they owned me now, from the inside out.
The rest would have to come later.
“Touch yourself, Grace. Show me how you touch that sweet little pussy of yours,” Beck ordered. He was still standing back, watching his packmates claim me thoroughly, biding his time.
All he had was lazy, slow strokes of his hand.
“Yes, alpha,” I breathed out as my hand slid under my body, seeking out my swollen clit. The first touch was enough for me to jolt. That had Spencer snapping his hips forward, burying himself in me again as he draped over me.
It was dirty and possessive. Fuck, they were so fucking good to me.
My fingers moved easily over my slick clit, teasing it in frantic strokes as my beta fucked me hard and fast.
When I came this time, I could only scream. It was too much, I was far too sensitive now.
He came with me, slamming in one last time and holding himself as deep as he could get, pumping me full of his seed.
Spencer stayed there, holding me down with his weight and refusing to let go.
When Beck cleared his throat, my beta finally released me.
Again, they stood there, watching as my swollen pussy leaked their cum.
“God, she’s fucking gorgeous,” Spencer groaned as he pushed his fingers into me, as if he could plug me up with their cum.
The strokes were lazy, but forceful, each one making my body shake.
“I need to see her come like this. Don’t move, muse.”
Cade’s words were followed by someone’s fingers finding my clit again.
“I can’t,” I whimpered, even as my hips rocked and my legs spread further for them.
“You will,” Beck promised. “More than once, sweetheart. Show us how your pussy flutters for us. Then I’ll plug you with my knot.”
The sound my pussy made as they slid their fingers through our combined cum was downright sinful. My chest was rising and falling rapidly as my body lost control.
“Yes, alpha,” I cried out as Cade brought me right to the edge and shoved me over it. My orgasm was a white hot heat that curled through me, my body tense and quaking as I somehow came again.
Their combined moans had a smile fighting through the overwhelming intensity.
Before I was even done coming for them, Beck had picked me up and deposited me on his chest so I was straddling him as he laid on the bed. It was so sudden it took me a second to orient myself.
“Fuck yourself on me, omega. Impale yourself on my thick cock and let me split that tight pussy open.”
“Yes, alpha,” I found myself saying again as I lifted up and rocked back, holding his cock in one hand and bracing myself with the other before I lined him up and sank down.
I took it slow, dropping only a little at a time as my body burned with the stretch, even after all they’d given me. I was wet enough to take him, but even then, Beck was an alpha. His cock was thick and long, the knot only making it a tighter fit.
“This is why they took you first, made sure you could handle this,” he encouraged. “And look at you, so fucking hot and tight around me.”
His voice was strained, quavering as he spoke to me.
He didn’t tell me to move, but when I was finally fully sitting on him, I needed some relief, to move.
My movements were slow at first, grinding my clit down on him before rising up and dropping back down.
I thought I was done coming for them, but when I ground my clit on him over and over I could feel it building all over again.
“So fucking good,” I moaned as I rode my alpha.
His knot was already swelling. He’d watched them fuck me and now it was his turn.
When I couldn’t keep up, my alpha took over. With firm hands wrapped around my waist he lifted me before slamming me back down onto his cock, over and over.
He was fucking me now, snapping his hips up as he shoved his knot deeper with each thrust until it was swelling again, pushing against my inner walls.
But he was right. My body was made for this.
For them.
He fit perfectly, my body stretching to accommodate the size of his cock and knot, filling every empty space I had until it was almost painful. His thrusts were shallow as he pushed his knot deeper and deeper.
It was pure bliss. They were filling my body and my senses, all I could think of or feel was them.
“So, fucking perfect, omega. Now you’re truly ours.”