Chapter 25
Twenty-Five
FRANCINE
After my glorious bath with Rowan, I’m eating breakfast in my nest, sitting naked on Kieran’s lap.
My skin feels too tight for my body, my nipples painfully hard, and the empty ache between my legs is constant.
My newly waxed pussy is exposed without any underwear. The alphas have insisted I wear nothing at all times, so they can ‘monitor my heat properly.’ It’s mortifying, but I’m too hungry to care right now.
Drake sits cross-legged in front of us, a tray of breakfast balanced on his knee. His green eyes sparkle with mischief as he lifts a forkful of fluffy pancakes drizzled with syrup to my lips.
“Open your mouth, sweetie,” he says, his voice a honeyed command that makes my pussy clench.
I part my lips obediently, accepting the bite. The sweet, buttery flavor explodes on my tongue, and I realize how ravenous I am. I’ve barely eaten since my heat began yesterday, too consumed by the insatiable need for alpha knots to think about food.
“So good. More,” I mumble, and he quickly feeds me another bite.
“She’s a hungry little thing,” Kieran comments, his hands resting possessively on my waist. “In more ways than one.”
Elias and Rowan lounge nearby, both shirtless in loose sweatpants, their eyes never leaving my body as they talk about business.
I’m hyperaware of how I must look to them. I’m fully naked, flushed, my legs pressed together in a futile attempt at modesty despite sitting bare-assed on their pack leader’s lap.
As Drake offers me another bite, this time scrambled eggs with bits of bacon, Kieran’s lips brush against my ear, his voice dropping to a whisper.
“Spread your legs,” he murmurs, his breath hot against my sensitive skin. “Give my brothers something to look at. They’re all obsessed with your pretty pussy.”
I nearly choke on the eggs, coughing as heat floods my face.
His strong hands grip my inner thighs and slowly pull them apart. I gasp as he maneuvers my legs, draping each one over the outside of his knees so that I’m completely spread open, my newly waxed pussy on full display for all four alphas.
“Perfect,” he growls approvingly.
Drake’s eyes darken at the view, his pupils dilating until only a thin ring of green remains. He licks his lips before offering me another bite of food, his hand trembling slightly.
I’m so exposed that I can feel the air cooling the slick that’s already gathering between my folds. My face burns with embarrassment, but the embarrassment only seems to fuel my arousal. My nipples tighten into painful points, and my clit throbs with each beat of my heart.
“I can see her slick,” Elias announces, leaning forward for a better view. He adjusts his glasses, studying me with the intensity of a scientist examining a fascinating specimen. “It’s literally seeping out of her as we watch.”
As if on cue, I feel a fresh wave of slick bubble up from inside me, slowly trickling out to coat my outer lips. I want to die of embarrassment, yet my pussy clenches hungrily at being the focus of their attention. Elias walks over to me from across the room, mesmerized.
“That’s an excellent waxing job,” Elias continues, reaching out to brush his fingers against my inner thigh, just shy of touching my pussy as Rowan grins proudly. “We can see every detail of how horny she is now.”
Drake stuffs another bite of pancake into my mouth, effectively silencing any protest I might have made. The maple syrup is cloyingly sweet, a stark contrast to the filthy scene unfolding as I sit spread-eagled on Kieran’s lap.
Elias’s hand travels up to my breast, his fingers circling my nipple before gently squeezing. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure straight to my core, and I moan around my mouthful of food.
“Sensitive,” he notes with satisfaction. “Her heat is intensifying.”
Rowan moves closer, his golden-brown eyes fixed between my legs.
“Her pussy pinker. More swollen. The lips are fuller,” he observes quietly.
“That’s what happens when an omega gets properly fucked,” Drake says with a grin, cutting another piece of pancake. “Her pussy is adapting to take alpha knots more efficiently.”
I should be horrified by their clinical discussion of my most intimate parts, but instead, each word makes me wetter. My inner omega wolf desperately wants to submit to each alpha of the pack.
“Look how her clit has emerged from its hood,” Elias points out as he tickles my clit with a finger, and I moan loudly. “It’s engorged with blood, ready for stimulation.”
“And her entrance is pulsing,” Rowan adds, pushing a finger inside of me. “Her pussy needs a cock to fill her right away.”
“Oh god,” I whimper, unable to contain my reaction to their detailed observations as if I can’t hear them.
Kieran’s hands tighten on my thighs, spreading me even wider.
“You’re getting off on this, aren’t you?” he murmurs in my ear. “Having your alphas study your sweet cunt like it’s the most fascinating thing they’ve ever seen.”
The slick pouring from my pussy answers his question. But I nod wordlessly as Drake pushes another bite between my lips.
“She looks so juicy, doesn’t she?” says Drake, encouraging Rowan and Elias, making my heart beat faster.
“Brothers, you have been begging for an omega for years,” Kieran says roughly. “You better eat her pussy while she eats breakfast and prove to me that we can take care of her.”
I gasp as Drake stuffs an enormous bite of syrup-drenched pancake into my mouth. The moment I’m silenced with food, Rowan and Elias move with startling speed, positioning themselves between my spread legs.
The first touch of their tongues against my pussy makes me jerk and moan around my mouthful.
Rowan laps at my pussy hole, slurping the slick that’s pooled there, while Elias focuses his attention on my throbbing clit, sucking methodically. Rowan’s tongue starts to plunge into my channel, and the sensation feels amazing.
“Mmph!” I cry out, unable to form words with my mouth full of food.
“Chew and swallow,” Drake instructs, his eyes fixed on my face as he watches my reaction to being eaten out by two alphas simultaneously. “Then you can have more.”
Struggling to calm down, the task of eating a simple breakfast becomes hard to concentrate on when I have two alphas eating me out at the same freaking time.
Elias sucks my clit between his lips, applying just enough pressure to make my thighs tremble in Kieran’s grip. Rowan’s tongue delves deeper, fucking my pussy hard as more slick pours out.
The moment I swallow, Drake is ready with another bite, this time a forkful of eggs.
“Open,” he commands. “We’re taking care of all your appetites at once.”
I’m completely at their mercy, my legs held open by Kieran, my mouth filled by Drake, and my pussy devoured by Rowan and Elias. It’s a total surrender that makes my omega instincts sing with satisfaction.
“Her taste has changed,” Elias comments, briefly lifting his head. “Sweeter today. More concentrated.”
“Her heat pheromones are peaking,” Rowan agrees before diving back in, his tongue now tracing my hole in teasing circles.
I moan around my food, my hips trying to buck against their mouths despite Kieran’s restraining hands. The pressure is building inside me, a coiling tension that threatens to snap with each skilled lick.
Drake continues feeding me methodically, watching with fascination as I struggle to eat while being driven toward orgasm.
“Look at her face,” he says to the others. “She’s close already.”
My pussy spasms around nothing, desperate to be filled even as the alphas’ tongues work their magic on my outer folds. “I need a knot!”
“That’s enough now,” Kieran commands his brothers, his voice rough with arousal. His hard cock presses against my back, a reminder of his own need.
Rowan and Elias reluctantly pull away, their mouths glistening with my slick. The sudden absence of their tongues leaves me whimpering with frustration.
“Fuck she’s so good,” mutters Rowan, looking at me longingly even though he just fucked me an hour ago in the bathroom shamelessly after waxing me.
“She’s ready for our pack leader,” says Elias, licking his lips.
“Damn, she’s dripping all over the nest,” says Drake proudly. “Her pussy needs to get knotted.”
Kieran’s large hand slides down to cup my wet, aching pussy. The heat of his palm against my sensitive flesh makes me gasp.
“Yes, you’re completely right, Drake. She’s hot and ready,” he says, pushing his middle finger inside me with ease.
My inner pussy walls clamp down, trying to draw his finger deeper.
“Go on all fours,” he orders, lifting me off his lap and guiding me to my hands and knees on the nest. “I want to stretch your ass with a butt plug while I fuck your pussy.”
My breath catches. I’ve never had anything in my ass before, though Kieran had been enthusiastically eating it yesterday and stretching me slowly. The thought of being really penetrated there sends a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through me.
Kieran positions himself behind me, his hands spreading my ass cheeks apart. I feel something cool and slick circling my asshole. I glance behind me, seeing the butt plug studded with diamonds at the end of it.
“I’m going to rub it around your pussy first,” he explains, moving the plug to my entrance. “Get it nice and wet with your slick.”
He slides the plug through my folds, gathering my abundant wetness. The sensation of the smooth silicone against my sensitive pussy lips makes me whimper and push back against him. But I know it’s not going to last long because the plug might hurt.
“Maybe the plug in my ass isn’t necessary, Kieran,” I say, starting to get a little nervous but also excited at the thought.
“We would love to double-knot you one of these days,” he says. “I don’t want you to miss out on that opportunity. Your ass is made to take a good knotting, just like your pussy.”
“Oh, okay,” I say, closing my eyes as I feel his large hands spreading my ass cheeks wide, and exposing my puckered hole to the cool air.
I feel the tip of the plug pressing against my entrance, firm but not yet pushing in.
“Relax,” he murmurs, his thumb gently circling my clenching asshole. “Breathe out as I push in.”
I follow his instructions, exhaling slowly as he begins to press the plug forward. There’s resistance at first, my tight ring of muscle instinctively fighting against the intrusion.
The pressure mounts as he pushes the plug deeper into me. It’s almost uncomfortable but not exactly painful.
“Her ass is stretching nicely now,” says Rowan.
“Can’t wait to see her ass all plugged up,” says Drake, who’s rubbing the back of my thighs. I know they’re all watching my virgin ass get penetrated, and my pussy clenches, releasing more slick down my thighs.
“Breathe, Franny,” Kieran encourages as the tip breaches my anus. “Your asshole is a little shy, hun.”
Inch by inch, he works the plug deeper into my ass. The stretching sensation is foreign and intense, a fullness unlike anything I’ve experienced before. My breath comes in short pants as my body struggles to accommodate the growing intrusion.
When the widest part of the plug stretches me open, I can’t help the low whimper that escapes me. The pressure feels so fucking good. Then suddenly, the plug slides fully inside, my muscles closing around the narrower neck.
As soon as it’s seated fully inside me, I feel a strange sensation of slick seeping not just from my pussy, but from my anus as well, lubricating the plug further.
“Oh!” I gasp in surprise as I feel the warm liquid trickle from my stretched hole.
“Look at that,” Kieran says with wonder in his voice. “Your ass is producing slick, too. That’s a sign of a truly compatible omega.”
I hadn’t known that was possible, but the evidence is unmistakable as more slick seeps out around the plug. Kieran taps the base experimentally, and I jolt at the sensation that ripples through me.
“It’s secure,” he says with satisfaction. “Such a good omega, taking her plug so beautifully. Don’t take it out.”
My face burns with a mixture of embarrassment and pride at his praise.
“What if I need to use the bathroom?” I ask, suddenly worried about practical matters.
Kieran chuckles, leaning down to press a kiss to the small of my back. “Then I’ll take it out,” he says simply. “And put it back in afterward.”
My blush deepens at his matter-of-fact answer.
There’s something profoundly intimate about the casual way he claims control over this most private aspect of my body. I feel like a dirty omega, being plugged and prepared for my alphas’ use, and yet I’ve never felt more cared for, more protected.
The plug shifts inside me as I adjust my position, sending little sparks of pleasure radiating outward.
My pussy clenches on nothing, desperate to be filled now that my ass is stretched and ready. I look back at Kieran over my shoulder, silently begging for more.
While still on my knees, I hear the soft rustle of fabric as Kieran pushes down his sweatpants behind me. I feel Elias’s slim fingers rubbing my pussy lips from the side, spreading my abundant slick around my swollen folds.
“Our pack leader is going to rut you now,” Elias says, his voice thick with arousal as he watches Kieran position himself behind me. “He’s been waiting so patiently while we all had our turns.”