47. Delilah #2
Bones’s voice is like a match to my fuse, each word sending me higher and higher, leaving no room for thought or desire beyond obedience.
I squint but keep my eyes open, my thighs trying to close as Joker bites lightly on my clit, the final straw.
I scream wordlessly, my whole body convulsing.
Joker holds me tighter, licking as more of my cream leaks from my slit, his moan vibrating down his tongue.
“Such a good girl. Again.”
I look at him with disbelief, my body still twitching from my first release. But Joker starts fucking me with his tongue and I let out a keening whine, spine curling in.
“Eyes on me, little one.”
I look up, panting as my body twitches. Bones is leaning forward, elbows resting on his knees as he stares at me from across the room. Joker replaces his tongue with two fingers, curling them perfectly to make me buck and moan. But I can’t look away, not even if I wanted to.
“Again,” Bones growls, low and seductive.
Goosebumps break out over my body, my nipples hardening and hair standing on end.
I don’t scream as my body obeys; instead, I moan the alpha’s name, unable to stop my eyes from rolling back into my head.
This orgasm sweeps through me like liquid fire, melting my bones until I’m slumped forward over Joker’s head, one shaky arm supporting me from collapsing entirely.
“Good girl. Joker, up now.”
Joker kisses the inside of my left thigh before he moves, sliding out from under me.
Without him below me, I flop forward onto my belly, trying to get my mind to move despite the warm, sticky pleasure holding me back.
Footsteps pull my head up, and my inhale catches in my throat when I see Bones kissing Joker deeply above me.
Tongues and teeth clash, and Bones lets out a purring groan.
“God, she tastes so fucking good,” Joker says between kisses.
Bones nods before pulling away, looking down at me with a devilish smirk. I flush and turn my face away slightly in embarrassment, which only makes him chuckle again.
“Don’t hide on me now, princess. Unless you don’t want Teddy to fuck that delicious cunt of yours,” Bones says in mock seriousness.
Joker lets out a growl of his own, practically diving on top of me, his hard cock pressed against my ass. “Please let me fuck you, luv. I need to feel you squeezing me like you squeezed my tongue. Pretty please? With sprinkles on top?”
He kisses at my neck, his hips rolling against me. I can feel him leaking more precum than I’m used to, but I’ve never been with a male omega before. I lift my hips slightly as I turn back to look up at Bones, nodding.
“Stay just like that, princess. Let Teddy do all the work for you,” Bones purrs, reaching out and petting my head.
A little chirrup leaves my throat, and my eyes go wide, caught off guard.
I haven’t made a sound like that in years, something so purely content and omega.
And just a little attention and physical touch has me acting like a lovesick puppy.
My face feels hot enough to fry an egg as I look away, which only makes Bones chuckle.
But then there’s a fist in my hair, pulling my head back.
Joker leans in and laughs in my ear. “No looking away now. Not when I want our alpha to see your face when I—”
I gasp again, louder this time as Joker shifts his angle, using his free hand to lift my hips even more so he can slide his cock inside me with one hard thrust. My eyes flutter for a moment, grateful that Joker pauses and goes still to allow me time to adjust. It’s been so long since I’ve had anything besides fingers inside me, and the feeling of his cock stretching me nearly brings tears to my eyes.
He’s still leaking precum, and I’m still wet from my orgasms, but the fullness takes my breath away.
“Fucking hell, you feel so good,” Joker hisses in my ear.
The hand in my hair shifts to gripping my throat so his forehead can rest against me from behind.
He doesn’t squeeze, but the hold keeps me from looking away from Bones.
The gold of the alpha’s eyes is virtually non-existent, the black of his pupils swallowing the irises as he watches.
His cock juts out toward me, a drop of precum forming on the tip.
Ever so slowly, I start to reach for it, watching closely for a reaction.
Before I get far, Joker growls and grabs my wrist and then the other, pulling them behind my back and pinning them there with one massive hand as he sits up slightly.
“Remember the game, luv. Look but don’t touch,” he chides playfully.
As he finishes, he pulls out just a bit before thrusting back hard and deep, driving the air from my lungs.
He does it again and again, each time, making me feel every inch of him inside me, opening me up.
Joker pulls my hips up higher, using his hold on my wrists to make me arch more and more until I’m up on my knees.
“You both look so fucking good,” Bones purrs, his hand going back to stroking his cock.
I whine as Joker sets a hard rhythm, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming back in. My belly hurts from how hard he’s thrusting, but the pleasure is overwhelming. I keep my eyes open, but they start to water as Joker picks up speed.
“That’s right, beautiful. Take my fucking cock, just like that. God, you’re so tight,” Joker snarls, his free hand coming down in a hard crack against my ass.
I yelp and tense up as he spanks me again, whimpering. The pain in my arms and wrists and ass converge, and I turn and press my face to the mattress, gritting my teeth.
“Stop.”