Chapter 30 #3
Raff answers by flattening his tongue and dragging it from my clit down to where Cliff's knot stretches me. The sensation makes my body shake. Cliff's grip on my thigh tightens, his hips rocking faster now, each small movement sending waves of pleasure through me.
"I cannot wait to mark you so I can knot this pussy," Raff murmurs against my skin before diving back in.
His tongue flicks rapidly against my clit while Cliff continues his shallow thrusts.
The dual stimulation builds quickly, my body responding despite its exhaustion.
I can feel another orgasm building, different this time—deeper, more intense.
"Fuck her," Cliff growls, his voice thick with command. "I want to feel you inside her too."
Before I can process his words, Cliff rolls onto his back, taking me with him. I'm still locked on his knot, and the position spreads my legs wide, exposing me completely.
Raff scrambles to get between both our legs, his eyes dark with hunger as he lines up his cock with Cliff's already buried inside me.
For a moment, panic flares in my chest. There's no way I can take both of them, not with Cliff's knot still swelling inside me.
"Wait," I gasp, but the word turns into a desperate moan as Raff pushes the crown of his cock inside me.
It’s tight and intense, stretching another wonderfully painful inch inside of me.
Raff instantly stills, squeezing his eyes shut tight. His body trembles with the effort of holding back.
"You can take it," Cliff encourages, his hands gripping my hips. "Push another inch in, Raff. She wants it."
I open my mouth to protest, but for some reason I’m nodding.
Raff's eyes go dark, then he pushes one more inch, making him hiss, then laugh darkly. "Fuck," he pants, "this is like nothing I've ever felt before."
And I completely agree.
The pain of the stretch is so exquisite I fear I might rip in two, but at the same time, I just know I’ll fucking die if either one of them pulls out.
Then Raff fucks the top two inches of his dick into me over and over again. I'm delirious, caught between intense pleasure and sweet pain.
Each thrust pushes me against Cliff's knot, sending jolts of electricity through my entire body.
"My knot's going down," Cliff grunts, his hips rocking beneath me. "Now, Raff. Push deeper."
Raff instantly obeys, sliding a few more inches into me as Cliff's knot begins to deflate.
I feel Raff going deeper and deeper as the pressure from Cliff's knot is replaced by the feel of two fat cocks fucking into me at once.
The stretch is incredible, overwhelming, perfect.
I'm so full I can barely breathe, but I never want it to end.
"Look at that cunt," Raff groans, his eyes locked on where we're joined. "Stuffed and fucked so perfectly wide.”
Cliff's hands slide up my body, cupping my breasts as he continues to thrust up into me. "Our omega," he corrects, his voice thick with possession. "All ours."
Raff's breathing has gone ragged, his hips pushing into me in deep, sloppy movements that he's clearly trying to control and failing at spectacularly.
His jaw is tight and his eyes are half closed, and he looks so beautiful in the low lamplight, all that ink and sharp angles softened by want, that I tighten my inner walls the best I can and watch his throat move as he swallows.
"Elowen," he says, and just my name in his mouth like that, rough and a little desperate, sends a fresh pulse of heat through me that makes Cliff groan against my neck because he feels it too.
"Come," I say softly.
Raff's eyes fly open, dark and wild. "You ready for this cum?" he pants, his hips stuttering.
"Please," I breathe, reaching down to grip his forearm. "Fill me up."
And that's all it takes. Raff throws his head back with a guttural cry, his hips driving deep as he pulses inside me. Cliff thrusts up right as Raff’s hot release floods me, and I shatter between them.
My body convulses, inner walls clamping down around both their cocks as pleasure crashes through me.
"Goddamit," Cliff growls, his hands gripping my hips as he continues to thrust up into me. "That's it, omega. Fucking take it.”
Raff’s cock twitches as one more spurt of heat fills me.
I blink, trying to catch my breath, then Raff collapses against my chest, his face buried in my neck as his body trembles with aftershocks.
I can feel his heart hammering against mine, our slick skin pressed together. Cliff wraps his arms around both of us, holding us close as we float back down to earth.
"God," Raff mumbles against my skin. "I think I died."
Cliff chuckles, the vibration rumbling through his chest and into mine. “How about you, baby?” He looks down at me, and I tip my head up so I can see him. "You okay?" he asks.
It's such a simple question. The same one everyone has been asking me all day, and I've been saying yes to all of them with varying degrees of honesty.
But this time I don't have to think about it.
"I’ve never been better." I smile. It’s weak, but completely genuine.
Something in Cliff’s expression shifts, just slightly, and he leans down and kisses my temple. Then his hand comes up and strokes slowly through my hair.
Raff hums softly as I drag my nails across his back. The alpha doesn’t say anything. He simply lays across me, savoring the feeling of his cock buried deep inside me right beside our pack alpha.
Lying there between them in the dim light, I listen to their soft breathing, I think about how quickly my life has changed in such a short amount of time.
I’m no longer alone.
No longer scared.
I finally get to simply exist.
Loved and safe.
I finally belong to a family again.