CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
I swear Titus is trying to kill me. It’s been two weeks since the police department opened up the investigation against Pack Sheffield, and today he got the call that they’ve been taken in for questioning. It’s like now that the threat has abated for now, he’s trying to wring as much pleasure from my body as he can before they get arrested and then, inevitably, make bail.
“Oh, fuck! Ty!” I nearly shriek as he devours my pussy, his tongue like a lighting rod of ecstasy as it laps and swirls and teases my clit. We’re both stark naked, my head against the pillows and Titus is bent over me, one ass cheek in each hand, eating me like his last meal.
We left the door open to the nest on purpose so I’m not at all surprised when Ollie peaks his head in, especially since I didn’t lock down any of my bonds. “Oh shit. Hey Titus’ ass.” He gives my growly alpha’s ass a little wave. “Is this an open invite party?”
I hold my arms out to him. “That’s what the open door means—ah!” Titus nips at my clit for talking.
“Fuck yeah, baby girl,” Ollie bounds into the room, shedding his clothes as he approaches the nest. The sight of his muscled, tattooed body rippling as he takes his shirt off has my pussy clenching, gushing slick into Ty’s mouth.
His rumble of appreciation sends a knee-shaking orgasm through me, and Ollie’s mouth is on mine before my scream of pleasure escapes me. He swallows it whole, stroking his cock as he delves his tongue into my mouth.
Pulling back with a gasp, I ramble at Ollie, “Cock. Cock. Gimme. Now.” He then sits up on his knees and guides his perfect dick to my mouth as Titus replaces his tongue on my clit with two fingers in my pussy, curling them upwards, while his pinky, soaked in my slick, teases my ass.
He tastes like peppermint and chocolate as I take him into my mouth, and I moan in appreciation. Ollie’s fingers twine in my hair, and for a moment, I’m awash in the sensations of the bond. Titus’ lust and determination feeds into my urgency to please Ollie, and his pleasure magnifies mine. Then, there’s a third thread that makes itself known, a growing, secret arousal, and my eyes pop open to see my sweet, caring Simon leaning against the doorway, hand in his sweatpants as he strokes his cock.
Surprise, and then deeper arousal at being caught fills the bond as he gives me a sheepish grin. But he doesn’t look away from me as he continues to stroke himself, watching me as I swallow down Ollie’s hard length, as Titus continues to lazily pump two fingers in and out of me.
Fuck, that is hot .
The heat of his gaze sends me over the edge yet again, a tingle running down my legs and to my toes. Then I’m popping off Ollie, sitting up further and holding my hand out to Simon.
“Please, Sy,” I whimper, breathing hard, and then he’s in the bed with us, pulling off his clothes.
“I could never refuse you, sweetheart,” he murmurs before taking my lips with his. He either doesn’t taste Ollie on my lips or doesn’t care, but either way I’m glad he’s kissing me. Ollie strokes the side of my face, laying down next to me, and Titus sits up.
“How do you want us, angel?” Titus asks on a purr. “We’re here for you .”
Biting my lip, I look between the three of my men who’ve come to my bed. My broad, strong Titus, with his bulging muscles and black tribal tattoos. My built, colorfully-tattooed sunshine alpha with eyes so blue they rival the ocean. My auburn-haired, leaner, quieter alpha who is no less strong for his silence.
“I think…” I trail off, thinking through the positioning. “During my heat I rode Ollie, Titus was in my ass while I sucked off Simon,” Simon blushes, while Ollie and Titus smirk, “so this time, how about Ollie takes my ass while I suck off Titus, and Simon can take my pussy?” I smile brightly, and my alphas all growl with desire, even Simon. A moment later, we’re positioned to where Ollie is laying on the bed, I’m lying flush on top of him with my back against his chest and his lubed up dick ready to push into my asshole. Simon straddles both of our legs, pushing into me until his knot hits my opening, making both of us groan.
Ollie shifts us so he’s pressing against my tight ring of muscle. I’ve never taken a cock in the ass outside of my heat, so I’m very interested to see what this is like.
“Shh, relax Tink. Let me in.” Ollie coaxes me when I tense at his first push, a slight burn taking over. Simon reaches down and starts slowly rubbing at my clit. I feel my body loosen instantly, and Ollie pushes a little farther in.
“Oh, fuck!” I cry out, feeling overwhelmed by just how full I am. And he’s not even all the way inside yet. Then, Titus is mouthing at my nipples, laving and sucking and sending pleasure all throughout my body.
“There we go,” Ollie sighs as he slides the rest of the way in.
“Okay,” I breathe out, my chest tight. “Don’t move yet, okay? Just Simon at first.”
“You got it, baby girl,” Ollie murmurs in my ear before nipping at my lobe. “Still as a…meerkat.”
I bark a laugh, which turns into all of us moaning. The feeling of clenching around both Simon and Ollie making the three of us urgent for more.
“A meerkat?” I ask breathlessly as Simon begins to slowly move, and Ollie takes over the strumming of my clit.
“Yeah. Haven’t you seen Animal Planet? Those guys just sit and stare. For hours .”
“Oh. Ohhhh.” My acknowledgement turns into a moan of pleasure as Titus sucks my nipple into his mouth.
“Ahhh, Cady,” Simon moans, his hair falling into his eyes as his head falls forward. I reach up and push it back with my hand, then cup his cheek. He turns to kiss the inside of my palm.
“You ready for me, angel?” Titus murmurs against my skin, and I nod breathlessly. He stands on his knees and guides himself to my mouth, and I swallow his campfire-marshmallow scent greedily. “Oh, fuck, angel,” he groans, his head falling back as I bob up and down on him.
“You just tap my leg when you’re ready for me to move, okay baby girl?” Ollie gasps in my ear, and I nod around Titus cock. I hardly even notice the burn of the stretch in my ass anymore and only a few thrusts from Simon later, I’m tapping his leg.
And holy. Shit.
A guttural moan escapes around Titus cock as Ollie starts to move in alternating thrusts with Simon. It’s so much. So, so, so much.
Almost too much.
Almost.
I’m so lost to sensation and the overwhelming feeling of pleasure in the bond, the four of us feeding off each other in a never ending cycle of stimulation. Ollie’s bucking grows more jerky, his breathing heavy as his arms band around my upper arms.
Simon moans heavily, his fingers never leaving my clit as they make slow, lazy circles. Titus, with his head thrown back, thrusts shallowly into my mouth and his hands grip my hair.
I don’t even notice I’m at the edge of the cliff until I’m falling.
The orgasm overtakes me so suddenly, it’s almost violent, and my pussy clenches so hard that Simon roars, pushing his knot inside of me and pushing a second orgasm through me, almost on top of the first.
Ollie groans, his thrusting of his hips stuttering, until he’s tense holding his hips to my ass and thrusting shallowly until he empties himself inside of me.
Titus moans his own release, holding himself in the back of my throat until his cum spills into me, and I swallow it greedily.
Gasping, we all collapse. Simon on top of me, me on top of Ollie, and Titus next to the three of us.
“Holy, shit.” I gasp, running a hand down Simon’s sweaty back.
“Yeah,” he takes a shaky breath. “Holy shit.”
“We need to leave the door open more often,” Titus mutters, throwing a hand over his face.
Ollie’s arms are still banded across my chest, and his fingers run lovingly along my arms before he kisses my temple.
“Awww.” Archie’s voice sounds suddenly from the doorway. “We missed it!”
“Do not despair, cucciolo ,” Mattie’s voice rumbles as their footsteps enter the room. “There is always time for a round two.”
Oh, fuck.
This pack is going to be the death of me.
But I’m going to enjoy every minute of it.