Watching Knox
Alex
Knox is all over Skyla, pumping his big cock in and out of her, palming her ass, and pulling her hair. Winding her up thoroughly.
I stand near the far wall, jaw tight, and heart hammering.
My palms itch to touch that plush skin.
It’s fucking agony not to.
My teeth grit, muscles coiling, but I force myself to stay put and hold back, because I’m not allowed to move. Not yet.
I glance to the side and notice Tadeo.
I half expect him to look as unhinged as I feel, but he’s steady, almost disturbingly calm, with his eyes locked on the bed.
He’s jerking himself off, but his muscles aren’t taut; there’s no tight coil in his limbs.
Just…pleasure. And the fact that he can look so composed while turned on like that—it makes me that much more out of control.
Omega pheromones are like nothing else.
Skyla gasps loudly when Knox flips her slight body, forcing her onto her back, then slams right back into her.
Her chest rises and falls while wet strands of blonde hair cling to her flushed face.
Knox’s green eyes are locked on hers, intense, claiming, and it makes my blood hum in ways I can barely contain.
It’s more than lust—it’s possessive, raw, animalistic.
I want her so fucking bad, but I also want to protect her from anyone else…
even Knox. Which is stupid, but it’s like my brain has completely short-circuited right now.
“That’s right,” Knox growls softly as he lifts Skyla’s hips. “Come all over my cock.”
Our omega moans long and loud, her back arching and her little tits bouncing. Her dark nipples look so puffy and hard at the same time.
I bite my bottom lip hard, trying to shove down the feral parts of me that beg to spring forward.
The smell, the sight, the heat radiating off them—it’s intoxicating.
I don’t know how much longer I can stand here watching.
“Alex,” Knox says my name, and it feels like all my prayers have been answered. “Come here.”
My body reacts before my brain can even catch up. I’m already moving, scrambling forward like I’ve been unshackled, a tremor rippling through me that I can’t hide.
I crawl onto the bed, the mattress dipping under my weight. Every nerve in my body feels wired, sparking hot, my muscles tight with the effort not to tear into her, marking her, claiming her.
Skyla’s wide eyes lock onto me, her lips parted and chest rising fast. The musky-sweet tang of her peony scent clings to my tongue, mixing with Knox’s darker cherry smoke that saturates the air. It’s dizzying, filthy, perfect.
“Fuck, Knox.” I stare at the soft, pink petals of her pussy. She’s so wet, her tight opening overflowing with Knox’s thick, white cum.
Yessss.
“You filled her up for me.” I glance over at Knox.
He smiles back at me, jerking his softening cock back to full hardness. “I know how much you love sloppy seconds,” he rumbles, and my cock jerks with excitement.
“Alex,” Skyla whines, then wiggles her hips.
My omega is impatient.
Not wanting her to wait a second longer, I settle between her legs.
My gaze stays trained on her as I lean in, and set my face between her thighs.
My tongue traces her wet seam, lapping up the mix of her sweetness and Knox’s cum until the taste coats my mouth.
My tongue licks deeper in between her lips, finding and teasing her clit until it swells.
The swollen bud jumps under the flick of my tongue, and when I close my lips around it, sucking hard, she grinds against my face—her body begging, demanding, hungry for everything I’m desperate to give her.
“Tadeo,” Knox says, then the bed dips again.
My ears perk when Skyla hums, and I look up her luscious body.
I half expect Tadeo to have his cock shoved deep down her throat, but it isn’t. Instead, he’s kissing her. His mouth moving softly over hers, nipping at her bottom lip and sucking the tip of her tongue.
For a second, I watch them, touching her clit with lazy swipes of my tongue. Skyla is pliant under Tadeo, his big hands cradling the back of her head like she’s something fragile.
I know he’s been a little spun since she came into the house, but Tadeo’s the most controlled alpha I’ve ever met.
Even though he’s still in his twenties, the bastard is as steady as stone.
I knew he’d be able to rein himself in when it really mattered.
And watching him now, calm even while he devours her mouth, only makes me ache harder.
I drag my tongue over Sky’s clit one last time, earning a broken sound from her throat. My cock throbs against the mattress, but I lift my head, slick dripping from my chin and chest heaving.
I should be greedy and fuck her. I am greedy. But I love this—watching my lovers fall apart all over each other.
I want to see him with her. I need it.
I slide back on my knees, panting, and catch Tadeo’s eye. “Come on, brother,” I murmur, voice rough with lust.
Tadeo breaks the kiss, looking down at me while he continues to palm and pinch Skyla’s perky nipples. “What?” he asks, his voice unusually slow. He sounds like he’s been drugged.
“Take my place.”
His dark gaze flares hot, and his body trembles a little where his thigh brushes mine.
“Are you sure?” he asks, but he’s already shifting forward, his broad frame crowding me out, and I let him.
Because I might be second in command in this pack, but there’s nothing that gets me higher than watching my lovers unravel.
I settle next to Skyla, getting comfortable as Knox and Dakota crawl up onto the bed. The mattress dips heavily under Knox’s weight. His big body takes up space the way only an alpha can, while Dakota is quieter, his honey eyes fix on Skyla with a heat that betrays how badly he wants to touch her.
They settle opposite me, caging our omega between us.
We have her surrounded, and, honestly, she looks a little excited to be spread out in the middle of us. Her cheeks are pink, her bottom lip is puffy and dented with a faint bite mark, and her chest heaves as Tadeo gets into position.
“It’s okay, Tad,” Knox says as his hand slides possessively over Dakota’s bare chest, down to his abs, the tips of his fingers brushing over Dakota’s leaking cock. The beta stiffens, his lips parting as he leans into it, his body angling toward our pack alpha’s steady hand. “Take her slowly.”
“Yes, sir.” Then Tadeo rests his big, trembling hands on Skyla’s thighs.
It feels like every second is designed to drive me insane.
The sound of Skyla’s breathing. The way Knox’s smoky cherry scent curls stronger in the air as he jerks our beta off.
The way Dakota trembles under Knox’s touch, but keeps his gaze glued to Skyla’s face as if her beauty is the only thing keeping him from unraveling.
It’s too much. The sights and smells are too fucking much, making my cock ache and muscles tense. I feel like I could come without touching myself once.
“Go on, Tadeo,” Knox whispers, peppering little kisses all over Dakota’s bare shoulder. “Make our omega feel good.”
My pulse hammers so hard I can hear it as Tadeo slides his palms over the plush curve of Skyla’s thighs.
Watching the way her body reacts is everything: the way her thighs part wider, welcoming him in.
How she shivers for him like she’s been waiting her whole damn life for this.
The thick scent of slick hanging in the air.
Tadeo’s fingers sweep over Skyla’s pussy, feeling what’s left of Knox’s cum and my spit.
Skyla gasps, arching her back slightly before turning her head toward me, and we lock eyes.
Her deep brown eyes are dark and glossy, swimming with heat and lust. Her damp blonde curls cling to her flushed skin, framing her pretty face, and her lips—fuck—her lips are full and pink, parted like she’s begging for more.
Then Skyla’s stunning eyes float closed as Tadeo pushes inside her.
He moves slowly at first, almost as if he’s scared to hurt her, but his pace quickly grows. He thrusts in smooth, steady movements, making Skyla’s body rock.
Knox shifts, on the other side of Skyla, pulling one of Dakota’s legs up. The pack alpha grips his own cock, then starts fucking Dakota in time with Tadeo’s thrusts.
The thick scent of arousal, slick, cum, and sweat has me completely undone, and I grip my cock. I tug my shaft, watching my packmates thrust, and moan, and keen. Skyla and Dakota are both so lovely, their sweaty bodies jerking as they’re both used by their alphas.
Then Tadeo hits something deep inside Skyla that makes her whine and her thighs tremble. The young alpha is relentless as he pounds that spot, over and over.
“Come for me,” Tadeo snarls, curling one arm under Sky's back, lifting her upper body off the bed. “That’s right. Milk that cock.”
Skyla’s face scrunches up, and she comes with a gush of slick that soaks the whole bed. Tadeo keeps fucking her brutally through her orgasm until she’s twitching, her body trying to get away from the sensations he’s drowning her in, but he doesn’t let her go.
Two seconds later, Dakota curses loudly followed by the delicious scent of his cum, and I jerk myself faster.
Within moments, my balls pull taut, and heat shoots up my spine. I move as fast as I can, rising up onto my knees, then I aim my cock right at Tadeo and Sky. The first rope of cum sprays all over Tadeo’s arm and side, but the second hits one of her tits, even splattering across her chin.
“Fuck!” Tadeo lets out a vicious roar, coming long and hard. Knox comes half a second later, then everything goes still.
My whole pack is panting hard, limp limbs everywhere as we all try to find our bearings. But I’m too busy rubbing my cum into Tadeo’s warm skin, soaking him in my scent, before slipping my hand between him and Skyla and doing the same to her.
Her eyes float closed as I caress her chest, stomach and arms. I steer clear of the exposed bite on her neck, but I make sure to cover the other side.
By the time I’m done, Skyla is sound asleep.
“Alex?” Dakota whispers my name. “Are you okay?” His gaze falls to my still-hard cock. “Do you need to come again? I can—”
“I’m good,” I say, knowing full well that Dakota’s probably very sore. “I’m actually kind of tired,” I lie as I lay down, facing Skyla.
I stare at her as she sleeps, not looking away once.
Not when Tadeo finally pulls out of her spent body, or when Dakota wipes her down between her legs. Not even when Knox kisses the pair goodnight, then turns off the lights.
I keep looking at her slack face, wondering how long it will be until we’re all connected with her, our bite marks on her neck, and a strong mental bond holding us all together.