Chapter 19
Chapter nineteen
The darkness when night fell soothed some of the overstimulation that Camelia felt, though her skin was still oversensitive and felt swollen about ten times its usual size.
Being sandwiched between James and Evan, their scents filling her nose and calming her primal instincts, helped too.
Camelia pressed her lips to Evan's chest, feeling his heart thud under the sensitive skin.
She didn't know what time it was. Didn't know what day it was, if she was being perfectly honest with herself.
The hours melted into each other, the intensity of her heat making it so that she only delineated time with the times that her Alphas were fucking her, the times that they weren't, and the times that she managed a few restless minutes of sleep.
James breathed against the back of her neck, the air warm and steady.
He was solidly asleep, his arm wrapped around her tightly and holding her tightly.
One of his hands cupped a breast, his fingers twitching against her nipple every now and then and making sleep too fucking elusive for Camelia to find.
"Camelia, baby." Evan's voice was low and smooth, one of his hands sliding up into her hair.
His cock twitched against her hip, still hard and heavy despite the amount of times that they had fucked.
Camelia whimpered, pressing her cheek harder against his chest as need flared low in her belly again. "You need to get some sleep."
Camelia ground down against his thigh, shifting so that her pussy was pressed firmly against him. The friction wasn't enough, too slick and wet to give her anything that she needed, but it was something. "Can't," she whimpered.
She knew that she should be sore, that she should need the rest. Her hormones didn't care, pounding through her body and making her slick and desperate and needy as she rubbed up against her Alpha.
"Baby..." Evan's cock twitched against her again, and Camelia whined softly, tilting her head up and pressing her lips against Evan's jawline, rough with stubble.
"Please, Alpha." She moaned softly, his hand in her hair tightening until he clutched her like she was going to run away. "I...I need..."
Evan groaned, shifting until he fully faced her. He hitched her leg up over his hip, easing his hand between the two of them so that his fingers could rub tiny, teasing circles around her clit. Camelia's hips jerked at the sensation, a desperate moan falling from her lips.
"You're insatiable, baby," Evan said, his voice tight with want.
His cock twitched, hot and hard where it pressed up against her swollen pussy lips, and Camelia's hips twitched against it, grinding against the smooth skin.
"Do you know how many times we've fucked you over the last six days, Camelia? "
Camelia shook her head, her mind barely hanging on to the thread of the conversation. At least she had a time frame for her desperation, now.
"I've lost track," Evan growled. "That is how many times you've needed our cocks, baby girl. I can't count the number of times that we've fucked you, and you still crave more. You're fucking perfect, baby. Fucking made for us."
Camelia whimpered, hips jerking against his cock.
It was right there, so fucking tempting and hard and it would give her what she needed, if he would just let her have it.
"Please, Alpha," she breathed, so very close to begging.
"I need your cock. Need you to fuck me, need to feel full, need to feel you inside of me and coming and breeding me, fuck, please, Evan. .."
Evan's breath caught, and the next second he was sliding inside of her, his cock stretching her deliciously and making Camelia moan with satisfaction.
She arched her back as much as she could, grinding against James' still-hard cock where it was pressed against her ass, and she was rewarded with his fingers tightening on her tit.
"I thought we were sleeping," James mumbled. His cock twitched against Camelia, betraying his interest, and Evan pressed his forehead against Camelia's as he started fucking her, rolling his hips smoothly.
"Our Omega needed to be fucked again. You can keep sleeping, you need the rest."
James chuckled, pressing his lips against the back of Camelia's neck as she moaned. "Fat fucking chance."
His fingers found her tender nipple, tightening and tugging, the pain-pleasure making Camelia whimper and clamp down on Evan's cock as he fucked her, slow and steady. He wasn't seeking to get off, or to get her off. Not yet, anyway.
"James..." Camelia tilted her head back until it rested against his shoulder, gratified when she felt his lips press against her cheek.
"What is it, sweetheart? Tell me what you need.
" He dragged his teeth along the edge of her jawline, sinking into her neck and sucking harshly.
Camelia was vaguely aware that it burned, that she was going to have a truly vicious hickey there when she finally came back to herself, but she didn't care.
"Need to be full," she breathed, pleading with him to understand. Her fingers curled and relaxed helplessly against Evan's chest, and James let off her neck, licking the spot that he had bit with a slow drag of his tongue.
"Evan isn’t enough for you, sweetheart?" He pressed his hand to her lower belly, growling softly in her ear. "I can feel him moving inside of you. One cock isn't enough for your desperate cunt?"
Camelia shook her head, her hips bucking as Evan bottomed out in her again. He held her there, his cock twitching inside of her, and it wasn't enough. "No," she begged. "Not enough. Need more, need you. Need both of you, filling me up, stretching me, giving me your cocks, please, please, please..."
Evan growled, and James pressed another kiss against the back of her neck.
He shifted, and his cock lay against the inside of her slick thighs as he moved his hand, shoving it underneath her and teasing her folds where they were spread around Evan's cock.
"Here?" His voice was a seductive croon, one finger pushing into her pussy alongside Evan's cock. "Do you want my cock here, sweetheart?"
He pulled his finger free before Camelia could answer, and his wet finger slid further back, teasing at her puckered asshole. "Or here?"
If Camelia were in her right might, she might have tightened up at the question. They hadn't fucked her there yet, had barely even teased her about the possibility.
But she wasn't in her right mind. She was desperate, her mind clouded from the heat and her hormones and the raging urges inside of her that craved both of these men like the air she breathed, and she hitched her leg higher on Evan's hip in response to James' question, opening her up further to his probing touch.
"James..." There was a hint of warning in Evan's voice, but far more want. He wanted this, Camelia could tell. Wanted her, wanted James. Wanted to see James stretching her virgin asshole around his fingers and cock for the first time.
"I won't hurt her," James murmured, his breath brushing against her ear as he gently pushed his fingertip past the tight ring of muscle. "Will I, sweetheart? You trust me not to hurt you, hmm?"
"Yes, yes, I trust you. Need you, fuck..
." Camelia's breath caught in her chest, and she couldn't stop the low, guttural moan that escaped her as James pressed his finger deeper inside her ass.
It was a strange sensation, full in a way that she wasn't familiar with, and alongside Evan's cock inside her pussy, it made her entire body feel tight and too much and not enough all at the same time.
It didn't hurt, though. It was just...strange.
"Lube." Evan's voice was a little scratchy, and he rolled his hips again into Camelia, the head of his cock dragging against her g-spot and making her whimper. "You need..."
James was shaking his head before Evan could finish the sentence, his chuckle dark in Camelia's ear. "Needy Omega is giving me everything that I need. Isn't that right, sweetheart? Your pussy is dripping fucking everywhere. Your body knows where it needs to be fucked."
Camelia arched, letting his finger further into her body as he slowly fucked it in and out of her.
He was telling the truth; her pussy had dripped so much that everything was a slick mess, wet and slippery.
His fingers moved smoothly in her, not catching even a little, and though Camelia was positive that it would feel different when it was his cock in her ass, she couldn't deny that it felt so. Fucking. Good.
James rewarded her with a second thick finger, stretching her as it pressed inside of her ass alongside the first. He was careful, stretching her bottom hole as Evan continued to fuck her slowly, and Camelia was a limp mess of desperate need between the two of them.
She could barely clench down on Evan as he fucked her, barely roll her hips back against James' fingers as he add a third to stretch her.
All she could do was whimper and pant, her body heated and wet and slick with sweat and ready for more.
"Such a good girl for us. Our good Omega." James kissed under her ear, the tender gesture barely distracting her as he pulled his fingers free of her ass, making her feel open and empty and needy.
Camelia gasped, her voice thready as her hips jerked against the sudden emptiness. "Alpha..."
Evan's hand curled around the back of her neck, grounding her. "Don't worry, baby girl, he isn't going to leave you hanging," he promised, his voice rough.
"I would never. Let me in, love." James's cock pressed between her cheeks, warm and twitching and big, and Camelia relaxed again as she realized he wasn't leaving.
"Love you too," she mumbled, her hips pressing back against James' cock as Evan stopped moving, letting her adjust herself. "Need you. Both of you. Wanna Mate. Need it."