Chapter 17
Seventeen
FRANCINE
“What do you mean, no?” Kieran asks, his composure slipping for a moment, revealing the disbelief in his eyes that I would refuse to be knotted by him.
I’m just not ready for him, even though he may not understand it.
My pussy throbs painfully as another wave of heat crashes through me, my body desperate for the relief only a knot can provide.
But despite my need, despite the animal part of me screaming to accept any alpha’s cock, I know whose knot I want first. I bite my lip and turn my gaze to Elias, whose amber eyes widen behind his glasses when I look his way.
“I want Elias,” I whisper, my voice barely audible above the sound of my own racing heart. “I want him to be my first.”
Kieran’s jaw tightens, a muscle jumping visibly beneath his skin. “Are you sure?”
“Elias?” I say, and I don’t need to ask twice.
“As you wish,” he says, his voice a deep rumble that makes my entire body shiver with anticipation for his knot. Kieran steps back, making room for Elias to approach me. There’s disappointment in Kieran’s eyes, but also a grudging respect.
“I accept it,” Kieran says, nodding stiffly. “You’re free to choose whoever you want, as long as your heat is managed. That’s all that matters.”
Thank god for that. He doesn’t seem to be taking it so hard, but it’s hard to concentrate when wave after wave of pain is making my belly clench so hard.
Drake and Rowan lift me carefully from the floor, their big hands cool against my fevered skin. Kieran pulls back the covers on my bed while Elias watches, his eyes never leaving mine as his brothers prepare me for him.
“Let’s get these off,” Drake murmurs, his fingers hooking into the waistband of my torn leggings. He tugs them down my legs, his touch lingering on my calves. The cool air hits my exposed skin, making me gasp. “I wish you had chosen me first. But it’s okay, sweetheart, I’ll be waiting.”
I shiver at his words because I know I met him first, and he’s been making his intentions clear from the beginning. But there’s something about Elias. He had full control while spanking me and trying to put a toy inside of me. I think he would be the right person to take my virginity.
Rowan’s hands find the hem of my sweat-soaked t-shirt.
“Arms up,” he commands softly, and I comply without thinking, allowing him to pull the garment over my head. His lips immediately find my neck, pressing a tender kiss to my pulse point.
“Sorry, I really need a shower,” I say, embarrassed, not used to four alphas surrounding me, and I’m such a sweaty mess as Rowan lays me on the bed.
“We like you like this,” he whispers against my skin. “All of us.”
Elias begins undressing quickly when I gasp with pain. His movements are efficient and controlled despite the obvious bulge straining against his zipper. His jacket falls to the floor, followed by his tie, then his shirt.
His chest is magnificent. It’s broad and defined with a dusting of dark hair that narrows as it travels down his flat stomach, disappearing beneath his waistband. I watch, mesmerized, as he unbuttons his pants and lets them fall.
His large erection springs out, and I get my first look at his cock. Oh god, he’s massive. I don’t know how the hell I’m going to take all of him inside of me. His dick is long and curved. I literally can’t take my eyes off his juicy cock as he climbs onto the bed with me.
The first touch of his bare chest against mine sends electricity racing through me, and I arch up, desperate for more contact.
“I’m going to make love to you, Francine. I’m not going to just knot and fuck you. This is your first time, and I want it to be special.”
His words melt something inside me, a part I didn’t even know was frozen. My hands reach up to touch his face, thumbs tracing his cheekbones with wonder.
“Kiss me,” I whisper, and he complies immediately, his mouth capturing mine in an intense kiss.
I’ve never been kissed like this before, and my lips open for his tongue, my brain a scrambled mess.
When I open to him, his groan of satisfaction vibrates through both our bodies.
The taste of him fills my senses. His alpha scent of peanut butter is making my heat worse.
I lose myself in the kiss, as our tongues twist around one another.
I barely notice when my bra disappears, but suddenly Drake and Rowan’s mouths are on my breasts, one alpha to each nipple, while Kieran kisses my hair and neck.
The dual sensation of hot, wet mouths suckling me while Elias devours my mouth is overwhelming.
My back arches off the bed, pushing my breasts further into their eager mouths.
Drake sucks harder, drawing my nipple deep into his mouth, while Rowan uses his tongue to trace delicate circles around the hardened peak.
“Oh god,” I gasp against Elias’s mouth. “That feels so good.”
My pussy is dripping now.
It’s literally squelching as it clenches desperately around nothing. The emptiness is becoming unbearable, bordering on agony.
“Are you ready, sweet Francine?” growls Elias, breaking the kiss and nipping at my lower lip with his teeth.
“Please,” I whimper.
Elias shifts his position, moving between my spread thighs.
Kieran takes my left leg, his large hand wrapping around my calf as he pulls my leg open. Drake mirrors the position on my right, both alphas holding me open for their brother.
The head of Elias’s cock is flushed a deep purple and already glistening with pre-cum. The shaft is veined, pulsing visibly with each beat of his heart. The base is slightly thicker than the rest, the beginning of a knot that will swell once he’s inside me, locking us together.
“Do you like what you see?” asks Elias as he pumps it twice with his fist, his eyes never leaving mine, and my mouth waters.
“Mhm,” I moan, blushing as I try to look away, but Kieran gently places a palm underneath my cheek, forcing me to look at Elias.
“You don’t want to hurt his feelings, sweetheart,” says Kieran, forcing my leg even wider. “Tell him how much you want his dick inside you. Your pussy is dripping in front of all of us.”
“I want… I want you inside me. Please, Elias.”
“Your pussy is so beautiful,” Elias says, his cock nudging against my swollen folds, sliding through my abundant slick but not yet penetrating. “So perfect for us.”
“She’s so pink,” growls Drake, eyes glowing.
The sensation of Elias’s length rubbing against my pussy sends waves of pleasure crashing through me. Each slide of his cock against my clit makes me gasp and shudder, my hips bucking instinctively, seeking more.
“It feels so fucking good,” I moan, my hands gripping the sheets beneath me. “But I need more. I need your knot, Elias. Please, please don’t make me wait anymore.”
He nods, his control clearly fraying. With one hand, he guides his cock to my entrance, the blunt head pressing against my virgin hole.
The pressure is intense, a burning stretch that makes me tense involuntarily.
“Relax, my virgin omega,” Kieran murmurs from beside me, his thumb stroking soothing circles on my clit. “Open yourself for my brother.”
I try to focus on my breathing as Elias begins to penetrate deeper into me.
It feels so fucking good to be stretched. But my pussy is too small and tries to resist his cock. Inch by exquisite inch, he works his cock into me.
His face has an expression of absolute bliss, like he’s in heaven right now.
“So tight,” he groans, sweat beading on his forehead. “So fucking tight.”
Then he reaches my hymen, and I start to breathe faster with panic. With a final, firm push, he breaks through, and pain lances through me, sharp and sudden.
I cry out, tears springing to my eyes as I try to close my legs, but Kieran and Drake are still holding me open.
Elias freezes immediately, his cock pulsing inside me but not moving.
“Are you okay?” he asks, concern etching deep lines in his forehead. “Do you need me to stop?”
“Don’t stop..I’m okay,” I gasp, blinking back tears. “I just need a moment.”
Kieran’s skilled fingers rub my clit and begin to circle it with gentle pressure. The touch is electric, sending sparks of pleasure that help counteract the pain of my torn hymen.
“Focus on the pleasure,” says Rowan quietly. “We will take all the time you need.”
“You’re going to be fucked and bred by us,” Drake adds as he rubs his erection through his pants while holding me open for Elias. “Do you like my brother’s cock shoved deep inside of you, nanny?”
His dirty talk sends a fresh flood of slick from my pussy, easing Elias’s cock inside me. The pain is already beginning to fade, replaced by a strange fullness that feels pretty fucking good.
“Keep going, Elias,” I gasp as Elias leans down, kissing away my tears.
The first few thrusts are uncomfortable, my body still adjusting to the invasion of his dick. With every stroke, the pain of losing my virginity begins to pass. Kieran rubbing my clit is also helping me as slick drips out of me.
“You’re so tight, Francine. So hot,” Elias grunts as he thrusts faster, picking up the pace.
His words, combined with the increasingly pleasurable sensation of his cock sliding in and out of me, send waves of heat pain crashing through me.
I’m not just taking him now. I’m wanting him, needing him, lifting my hips to meet his thrusts with growing enthusiasm.
“More, please,” I moan, feeling my climax rising the more Kieran rubs my swollen clitoris.