Chapter 27 #2

Wyatt presses a kiss on my temple. “Not like a feral cat, like an omega who needs her alphas to give her what she requires.”

He settles me down on my back, and Hunter stretches out beside me, claiming my lips in a hungry kiss. He caresses my right breast, and I groan into his mouth as he starts stroking his cock with his other hand.

Wyatt pulls his cock out of me, and I whimper, but Elias is already there, sliding himself home.

I sigh in relief, my eyes drifting closed, splayed out for him as he slams into me over and over. He gives me the hard fuck my body needs to keep the pain at bay until my back arches and I climax around him. He groans, shuddering as he holds himself deep.

Hunter stops kissing me and moves away.

Elias rolls me until I’m lying on top of him. With his cock locked inside me, I feel full of heat and his cum.

Hands skim my back, a cock nudges my ass, and my eyes flutter open.

“I want your ass, baby,” Knox croons from behind me, “you think you can take me with Elias inside you?”

No one has ever claimed my ass, but Knox won’t hurt me, and if it’s too much, he’ll stop. “I don’t know, but I want to try.”

Knox slides his fingers into my hair and turns my head to meet his heated gaze. He grins. “That’s my girl.”

Wyatt is on his back, feet away, watching. His cock isn’t as hard as when he had it in me minutes before, but the longer he watches, the harder he gets.

Elias lies still beneath me, kissing my chest and sucking my nipples. Knox slicks up his cock and slides one finger in my ass, getting me ready for him.

With a moan, I dig my nails into Elias’s shoulder, struggling to breathe around the thick digit burrowing into me. The pressure is intense—a sharp pleasure that’s almost pain. I’m not sure how much I can take, but I’m not ready for it to stop yet.

One finger stretches me as Hunter approaches, stands over Elias’s head, and combs his fingers through my hair.

Hunter raises his brow in question.

I take one look at the cock inches from my mouth, and I do the only thing a girl can when a beautiful cock is within licking distance. I lick. Knox slowly finger-fucks my ass until I’m squirming around Elias’s knot lodged in my pussy.

“Open,” Hunter softly orders.

Wanting to make him feel good, I open my mouth for him.

“That’s it, baby,” Hunter praises as he slides his cock in and out of my mouth. “Let me do the work, and you let Knox fuck your ass.”

My pussy spasms around Elias, and he grips my hips as he lifts his, groaning in response to me clenching around him.

Knox pulls one finger from my ass, and I nearly choke on Hunter’s cock when Knox slides two fingers into me. My body struggles to accept him, but with slow but firm pressure, my muscles relax enough to let him in.

Wyatt makes a soft sound, drawing my gaze.

He lazily strokes himself as he continues to watch.

I try to imagine how we must look to him.

Elias lies beneath me, his cock lodged deep in my pussy as I straddle him.

Knox is on his knees behind me, working two fingers into my ass while Hunter groans as he slides his cock in and out of my open mouth.

It’s too good.

Elias cups my breasts, pinches the nipples, and then leans up and bites.

I moan around Hunter’s cock as my body moves restlessly, needing more of something but not knowing what. Knox must have been waiting for it. He pulls his fingers from my ass and kisses the back of my neck.

“You ready for my cock, beautiful?” he whispers, his breath hot against my skin.

I shiver, my nails digging into Elias’s shoulder.

Hunter pulls his cock from my mouth, his eyes sliding past me to settle on Knox.

Knox is waiting for me to decide what I want, and nothing will happen until I say yes or no. Just like always, what I want and need always comes first.

And I want this.

I nod.

“Good girl,” Knox whispers, “bend over a little. I’m going to spread you, and you’re going to feel so damn good stretched tight around me.”

My heart races and I shiver with excitement.

The blunt head of Knox’s cock touches my ass opening as he leans me over slightly and spreads my cheeks. His cock feels slippery. I don’t know what he used, but when he starts pushing in, my body resists, the tight hole struggling to accept his thick shaft.

My heart is thundering in my head as I stare up at Hunter. He strokes my hair back reassuringly when I whimper.

Knox pauses.

I shake my head frantically. “Don’t stop,” I moan. “I need you inside me.”

With a firm push, Knox slides in, and I cry out, my body moving independently of my mind. I don’t know if I need him to fuck me hard or slow. My skin is burning, my core is aching, and the skin between my ass and my pussy feels stretched paper-thin.

Hunter’s cock bumps my lips. I automatically open my mouth, and he slips back in.

Out of the corner of my eye, Wyatt’s face is taut, his hand fisting the base of his cock. His eyes burn as he watches Knox give my ass slow, firm thrusts until he’s buried every inch of himself inside me.

There’s no space left in me. My ass. My pussy. My mouth. All are full of cock.

As Elias’s knot holds me in place, Knox and Hunter work together to fuck me in tandem.

The pressure is insane.

The pleasure is too much.

My nails are cutting into Elias’s shoulder; I keep forgetting to breathe as Hunter fucks my open mouth.

Knox’s groans rise in volume, his hands tightening almost painfully on my hips as he thrusts deeper into me.

He’s coming soon, and from the way my toes are curling, so am I.

Hunter grunts. A splash of cum hits my tongue, and he pulls his cock from my mouth, pumping himself hard and fast, stumbling away and dropping heavily to his knees, climaxing with a pained groan.

Knox is pounding into my ass, his grunts loud and desperate. He slams into me, and I explode, bucking on Elias, setting him off as Knox fills my ass with his cum.

My memory of the next five days is hazy after that.

My alphas fuck me, cover my body with their bites, claim me with their teeth and their cocks. They make me mine in every way I always dreamed of. Hard and desperate, but sometimes slow and self-indulgent.

And when the sun rises one morning, I’m lying in a pile of naked sleeping alphas. My alphas. A human nest that draws a wide smile to my lips.

My heat is over, and it was perfect.

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