Burning #3
He's not as thick as an alpha, but he's long and smooth, and the angle hits that wonderful spot deep inside me on the first thrust. A soft groan escapes him, his breath warm against my cheek.
"Fuck." He pulls his cock almost all the way out, then he pushes in slower, his eyes never leaving mine.
"You feel so good." Another long, deep roll of his hips.
"Do you have any idea how many nights I laid awake and thought about being inside you?
" His voice cracks on the next stroke. "Look at you taking me.
My sweet girl. My perfect girl. I've loved you longer than I've had any right to. "
My hips lift to meet his, a silent plea for more, and Owen meets my movements.
His thrusts are slow and deep, a languid, sensual rhythm that stokes the fire in my belly instead of consuming it. He leans down, his mouth finding mine, and the kiss is just as deep and thorough. His tongue sweeps in, mimicking the movement of his hard cock.
He's not simply taking my body. He's worshipping it, and with every slow, deliberate stroke, with every deep, possessive kiss, he's slowly pushing me to that glorious edge.
It’s like nothing else on earth exists. Just me and Owen.
And then I come.
The pleasure doesn't rip through me. It builds, a slow, cresting wave that lifts me higher and higher, the coil in my belly winding tighter and tighter until I'm poised on the very peak. Then I come, a long, shuddering moan tearing from my throat as pleasure crashes down on me.
I feel my inner walls clench hard, gripping my beta’s cock, refusing to let go. I moan into his mouth and come apart while he fucks me straight through it.
Owen loses it seconds later. He drives in deep and holds, and I feel his cock jerk and swell and spill hot inside me. Pulse after pulse. He groans my name against my lips like it's the only word left in him.
For one moment I hold him there, and we both shake, his forehead dropping to mine. I love this. I love the weight of him and the wet feel of him inside me and the way his heart slams against my chest.
But my body is already twisting for more.
My heat doesn't care that I just came.
It immediately coils back up mean and greedy, and there's a hollow ache where Owen is softening inside me, an empty place his beta cock can't reach.
I need to be split open, stretched around a knot until it locks and holds, threatening to tear me in two. I whimper and roll my hips but it isn't enough, it isn't anywhere close.
I turn my head and reach for the first alpha I see. "Mack."
Owen pulls out from between my legs before I finish the word, sliding to the side and giving his alpha the room. And Mack is there in the same breath, that huge body crowding into the nest, settling over me and blocking out the light.
He looks down at where I'm spread open and dripping with Owen's release, and a growl rolls up out of his chest, low and dark and pleased. He drags two thick fingers through the mess of me and pushes it all back inside with a filthy wet sound, and his green eyes flick up and lock on mine.
"Look at that pretty mess." His voice rumbles through me. "You ready for me?"
I can't answer him with words, so I just spread wider.
Mack notches the fat head of his cock against me and pushes, and God, he's huge.
So thick the stretch of him wipes every thought out of my head.
My whole body bows up off the nest. My spine arches and my mouth falls open on a cry with no sound in it while he works himself into me, one brutal inch at a time, not stopping until he's seated all the way.
It's so much. It's nearly too much. And it still isn't enough.
Even full of Mack, even split wide around him, my heat wants all of them. It wants every man in this room inside me. All at once.
I turn my head and find Nico and Adrian, standing at the edge of the nest. They’re both quiet and still, watching, working their own cocks while they wait their turn.
Mack pulls back and drives in and it punches the word out of me.
"Please!" I reach for Nico. "Please, I need you, both of you, come here."
And they both move.
The mattress dips on either side of my head, and the space floods with the scent of my whole pack at once, leather and pine and whiskey and sage, and it soothes something frantic in me even while my need climbs higher.
Adrian brings his cock to my lips and I strain up to meet him, mouth already open, then I moan around the salt-heavy weight of him. On my other side, Nico strokes the sweat-damp hair off my face and bends close to my ear.
"Look at you," he growls against my temple. "Cum-hungry and stuffed full and still begging for more. So wet, and pretty. So good for your pack."
Then Nico does something that rolls my eyes back. He bends and drags his tongue up the length of Adrian's cock where it slides between my lips, tasting Adrian and me at the same time, while Mack fucks the breath clean out of me from below.
My pussy begins to tighten once again as I suck, desperate to taste my alpha’s cum.
Mack's rhythm goes ragged. His fingers dig into my thighs and I feel him swelling thicker. The base of him starts to catch at my entrance every time he pulls back. Yes.
That's it. That's what I need. The knot. Give me that knot.
But then Mack slaps the inside of my thigh, sharp, and pulls all the way out.
The loss of him rips a furious scream out of me.
I come up off the nest snarling, Adrian's cock falling from my mouth, my whole body shaking with rage and need.
Mack was right there.
He was about to give it to me, and he took it away. I want to claw his handsome face off. I want his knot and his teeth and his cum, and I want it now!
"Easy now, little omega." Mack reaches down and drags his thumb through the mess of slick and cum between my legs, and when he speaks his voice comes out low and rough.
"Not yet, baby." He pushes his thumb back into me and I clench around it and whine.
"I want to watch you take Nico and Adrian first. I wanna see this pretty pussy stuffed full of your alphas before I give you mine. "
It's the filthiest thing I've ever heard, and it makes me clench harder, but underneath the fever something snags at me.
His hand isn't quite steady against my thigh. And when I tip my head back and bare my throat for him without thinking, his eyes drop to it and then cut away, off to the side, like he doesn’t trust himself to look.
His jaw goes tight.
My heat burns through me, stealing my ability to figure out why he’s acting like this. Why doesn't he want to mark me?
"Come here, gorgeous." Adrian wraps an arm around me, then he lies back in the middle of the nest, dragging me with him.
He positions me up onto his body, so my spine is flush to his chest and the back of my head rests on his shoulder.
He hooks his hands under my knees and spreads me wide, wide as I'll go, and settles the backs of my thighs over the tops of his. I'm splayed open, helpless in his lap with every inch of my wet slick on display.
I feel his cock hard against the small of my back.
I feel his mouth at my ear and his breath coming fast.
"We've got you." His voice shakes. "We're going to fill you up, Lyra. Like you need. Is that what you want?"
I nod frantically as Nico moves between our open legs.
He reaches under me and grips the base of Adrian's cock, then he lines it up, and I feel the blunt head of Adrian push up into me. I moan long and broken at finally being filled again.
Adrian groans into my neck, before lifting his hips and pushing the rest of the way home.
My body settles as my hips move, but then I go still when Nico pushes the head of his own cock against me too. Right there. Right beside Adrian, already buried inside me.
Panic cuts through the haze. There's no room. There's no possible way they’ll both fit. I'm already stretched full around one of them, and Nico is pushing a second cock at the same tight rim and it can't be done.
"Breathe, baby." Nico's thumb strokes my hip. "Let me in. You can take it. I know you can."
Then he pushes.
I hold my breath, but my body shockingly gives.
It opens for him, impossibly wide, the stretch burning bright and enormous as he works himself in alongside Adrian, one slow inch at a time. I feel every ridge and every vein of both of them.
Every nerve ending is on fire, my body overloaded with sensation as they fill me completely, leaving no part of me untouched, unstretched, unsatisfied. And the sound that comes out of me is barely human, a wail of pure, overwhelmed pleasure.
I'm so full I can't breathe.
And then they start to move.
I come apart. Not an orgasm, not yet, just my mind slipping loose from my body and scattering into sensation.
The two alphas fuck me in a steady rhythm, one pushing in as the other draws back, so I'm always full, always stretched and stroked, never once empty.
Adrian is a wall of heat at my back, and Nico is a weight of muscle above me.
I'm pinned open between them, split on both of them, out of my mind with it.
Somewhere to my left, I hear Mack. I turn my swimming head and there he is in the nest beside us, buried deep in Owen, one big hand fisted in the beta's hair, fucking him hard while Owen moans into the blankets. My whole pack, all of us tangled together, all of us lost in the same fever.
Adrian's hips start to stutter under me. His arms lock around my thighs, and his breath goes hot and desperate against my throat.
"Lyra." He sounds wrecked. "Lyra, I can't hold it, I'm going to—"
"Come." I whisper, digging my nails into Nico’s shoulders. "Come in me, please, I want it."
Adrian drives up hard and buries himself deep. I feel his cock swell and pulse, filling me up. And in the same instant his mouth opens against the side of my throat and his teeth sink in.
The mating bite tips me over the edge. Pleasure detonates through me, making my pussy clench around both their cocks. I scream through it and my body shaking so hard I hear Nico groan above me.
I'm gone.