Chapter 15 #3
This isn’t actually about punishment. This is about me being able to be in control and still being able to give my alphas what they need while taking what I want.
My hand comes down hard on Jamie’s bare ass and he lets out a curse. “Bad boys get their ass spanked. Now take it like a good little whore.” I growl before giving him another slap, soothing the spot then doing it again. I do it three more times and Jamie’s grunts turn into needy little moans.
“Look at you,” I praise. “All nice and red for me.” I lean down and kiss both of his cheeks.
“I think I’ve died and gone to heaven." Jamie sounds like he’s drunk, laying there on my desk without a fight, letting me do anything I want to him.
And right now, I want this perfect plump ass. He’s been working out more, getting ready for football practice starting soon and fuck me, it’s doing wonders for his body.
I look up at my other two alphas. “You can touch yourself. But do not cum until I say so. Do you understand?”
They both nod and without wasting any more time, they pull their cocks out and slowly stroke their cocks.
“Good boys.” I give them a cocky smirk. Their jaws grind, but they don’t say anything.
“You’ve taken your punishment so well,” I praise Jamie, leaning down to pepper kisses down his spine.
This feels like a huge moment for our little pack, and I hate how much I love every second of it. This is what I needed. What I craved.
I know when we leave this room, I’m done for. I’m theirs. I’m done running, done fighting. I’m all in.
“But I’m not done with you yet, Little Alpha.” I part his cheeks and run my finger over his tight little hole.
“Fuck me. Please.” Jamie sounds so desperate it makes my sore ass clench in excitement.
“Beg me, Jamie. Beg me like a needy little cock slut for me to fill this hole,” I demand, only holding on by a thread.
“Please, Omega. Please fuck me. Fuck my slutty hole, fill me with your fat cock, pump me full of your cum until it’s dripping out of my ass.”
“Fucking hell.” I groan, gripping my cock and rubbing the precum pouring out of the tip against his tight hole.
“Don’t prep him.” Alaric says. “He likes it when it hurts.”
A jolt of pleasure shoots down my spine and Jamie moans. “Make it hurt.”
Those three words are my undoing. I snap, my hips thrusting forward.
A growl rips from my chest, feeling so fucking out of control as I grab his hip with one hand, and a handful of his hair with the other.
I pin him in place as I pound into him like a wild beast, growling and grunting as my hips slap against his ass. He’s sobbing in pleasure now, begging me to go harder, faster, clawing at the desk like he can’t get enough.
The other two watch in awe, stroking their long hard cocks as they bite their lower lips, fighting the need to cum. They’re listening to me. Doing as I ask.
My body breaks out into a sweat, every cell inside me coming alive. His tight ass swallows my cock with every thrust, so fucking tight it feels amazing. I could fucking live inside this ass.
I use Jamie like a fuck toy until I feel another orgasm building.
“I’m close.” I grunt, yanking Jamie’s head up. “Open your mouth, Alpha. Be a good little whore and take what your alphas give you.”
Alaric and Tatum look down at Jamie with so much love in their eyes I can’t help but feel jealous. I want them to look at me like that. I need it.
“Cum,” I tell them. “Feed your cum to our little whore.”
I watch, captivated by the two as they work their hands over their cocks a few more times before they both find their release. Jets of cum shoot out, hitting Jamie in the face and landing on his tongue.
My thrusts become jerky, my head throbbing, my body burning up.
It’s so fucking hot and I can’t hold on anymore.
My eyes roll back as I grip Jamie’s hip so hard that it will probably leave bruises, cock pulsing inside him as my whole body shakes, a whimpered sob leaving my chest.
I collapse forward, catching myself on the desk, my hands on either side of Jamie as I hover over his body, head bowed forward, chest heaving.
Alaric and Tatum step away, tucking themselves back into their pants.
They don’t say anything, waiting to see what I’ll do next.
Jamie is whimpering, his body shaking. “Are you okay?” I murmur in his ear.
“Y-yes,” he stammers out. “So good. So fucking good. But please, please please.” He sobs. “I need to cum.”
My brows shoot up. He didn’t cum yet?
“I’m so fucking proud of you.” I groan, kissing his sweaty neck. Leaning back, I slowly pull out of Jamie and watch my cum spill from his hole.
“Fuck me.” I groan as I tuck my spent cock away and sit in my chair. I roll it forward and part his cheeks, a finger playing with the mess I made before thrusting it inside, making him moan.
I do it a few more times, pushing my cum inside him as I let the drunk feeling linger a little longer before pulling them free, moaning as I clean them with my tongue.
“Stand up.” I tell him.
He pushes up off the desk and turns around, legs shaking.
The sight of him takes my breath away as he looks down at me with vulnerability in his eyes.
This feeling inside my chest makes me want to panic. But I shove the need to run down and embrace the affection I have for my alpha.
Gripping him by the hips, I pull him forward and wrap my lips around his cock.
Jamie moans, his head falling back in pure bliss.
I suck hard, bobbing my head a few times, then I swallow around his shaft, once, twice and then he’s cumming.
“Beckham,” he sobs out as his cock pulses against my tongue, shooting his load down my throat.
I take it all, groaning at the taste. He tastes like fucking heaven.
When he’s done feeding me his cum, I pull back. His limp cock falls from my lips and I look up at him as he stares down at me with the same look Alaric and Tatum had for him before they painted him with their cum.
My heart clenches and my eyes well with tears.
Pulling my gaze away, I help Jamie, pulling his pants up and tucking him away.
I grab his hips and pull him down into my lap.
He wraps his arms around my neck and plays with the baby hairs, making me shiver.
Tatum and Alaric round the desk and lean against it, watching us.
I cup Jamie’s cheek, brushing some of the cum away as I chuckle. “Look at you,” I say softly, the burning in my chest growing. “You're a mess.”
“I loved every moment of it.”
My eyes find him and we just stare at one another for a moment before I pull him down for a kiss.
We both moan, tongues tangling together as we kiss slowly and softly.
“Thank you.” I rasp, emotion clogging my throat, my forehead against his. “You have no idea how much I needed that.” I squeeze my eyes shut, praying I don’t cry. Not here. Not now.
So much is shifting inside me and I don’t know how to handle it.
“Anytime,” he says, pressing a kiss to my forehead and I nearly break. “You’re ours to take care of, Beckham. Even if you don’t want us to.”
“I do,” I whisper, looking up at him.
“You do?”
I nod slowly.
“Does this mean you're done running, Omega?” Alaric asks. “Because if you think you can just leave this room after what happened and everything goes back to how it was before, you have another thing coming.”
“I am. I’m done running.” I lick my lips, feeling nervous all of a sudden. Vulnerable. “I want this. I want you three. I want a pack.”
Jamie’s eyes light up. “Really?” Fuck he’s so pretty. They all are.
“You’re not fucking with us?” Tatum growls.
“No.” I shake my head. “I mean yes, I’m serious, but no I’m not fucking with you. You three are mine. And I’m done trying to deny this. I want you. All of you.” I lick my lips and look down. “I need you more than I care to admit.”
“Hey.” Alaric steps forward, gripping my chin.
“It’s okay to be afraid. All of this is a lot to take in.
Big changes. It’s normal. Just don’t hide, come to us, okay?
Talk to us. We promise we will listen. To whatever you have to say.
However you feel. You can trust us with your life Beckham. We’re your alphas, no matter what.”
My eyes sting, a pressure on my chest that makes it hard to break.
I can’t really speak. “Thank you,” I rasp out.
I can feel my heart and soul shifting, their claws sinking into me. And I never want them to let go.
At first, I was afraid of them, but now I’m afraid of losing them.
They own me, mind, body and soul. That should terrify me, but it doesn’t.
My alphas. My pack. Mine.