Chapter Nine #2
It seems he likes that though, because he begins to growl lowly, the sound nearly a purr, but a bit too feral and desirous to be called by something so soft or tender. If she had heard that sound from anyone else, it would have filled her with fear.
"Just like that," she hears Silas whisper from behind her. He leans in to run his lips down her neck, his body pressing against her back so she can feel his hard cock rubbing against the cleft of her ass. "You're doing so well. How does it feel?"
"Good," she whimpers. She looks down and meets Tomas' eyes and the look he gives her in return is so full of selfish possession that she nearly comes undone. She is his. She can feel it.
He thrusts up into her, and she lets out a shaky exhaled "Oh."
"Move your hips, baby," Silas says, and his hands join Tomas' against the skin of her hips. He nudges her forwards and then pulls her back, grinding her back and forth against Tomas' knot more than thrusting.
"Ohh," she moans again.
"Just like that," Alex encourages, his voice inches away from her ear as he crowds in against her side.
She feels his hand reach down to squeeze Tomas' knot beneath her, as if steadying it there for her, all of them completely at ease with each other's bodies.
Was this normal for packs? She has no idea.
They're surrounding her, but it doesn't feel scary. It feels so right to have them all there with her.
"Put your hand on my cock," Alex groans. "You're so pretty, baby, and I don't know if I can wait for Tomas to be finished with you."
He guides her hand where he wants it and begins thrusting into her fist. Only one hand now balances her against Tomas' chest, but their strong arms keep her steady.
She rocks on her own now, and with every movement she feels tension building behind her pelvis, her whole body heating up with it.
"That feels so good," she breathes, her voice slightly dazed sounding.
She wants desperately to rub her clit against his pelvis.
She's sure she will come if she does, she's so close she can feel it fluttering around her, but that would mean she would have to accept his knot.
With every downward thrust, the bulbous girth of it stretches out her entrance with a stinging pain that makes her shoot forward, too scared to try.
Alex times his thrusts with hers, speeding up and groaning in her ear as he tightens her hand around his length.
It's messy, she can feel her hand and flank getting wet with all his precum, and the hard feeling of him in her hand only adds to her pleasure.
She wants to taste him, wants him in her mouth like Tomas had been before, but she's too far gone to find the words to ask.
She finds her rhythm, speeding up to chase her release until it washes over her with a strength and swiftness that surprises her.
As the waves of pleasure overtake her, she cries out their names, garbled and gibberish sounding.
She vaguely feels Alex cumming with her, his seed scenting the air and filling her lungs with his smoky scent as it spurts against her side.
"It's so big," she whines as she finally stills, collapsing onto Tomas' chest. "Oh my god, it's so big."
It feels like he's impossibly deep and wide inside of her, like he's taking over her spent body from the inside out. Her walls flutter around him gently still and his cock twitches in response.
He is still hard, she realizes. He didn't cum with her. The realization sinks into her like a rock thrown still water, sending ripples out around him.
"Oh, little omega," Tomas says, his voice nearly feral and she feels it rumbling in his chest beneath her ear. "It is big, and you're going to take all of it, aren't you?"
He flips her over so quickly her head spins, withdrawing his cock from her and reseating it so quickly she screams. After her release, she is slick enough that he enters her without resistance, but her body protests his treatment as her walls are demanded to stretch around him once more so suddenly.
He drives back into her wildly, and then he is pressing his knot against her opening.
"Please," she begs, her eyes flying open, her hands gripping at his arms. "Wait, please, Mr. Front– I can't–"
She's sure she will be ruined if he forces his knot inside of her. Torn apart worse than that first time. She feels her entrance stretching around it, a stinging burning pain that makes her squeal and wiggle her hips back before his hands still her movement.
"You can take it," he growls, as if he knows what she's thinking. "And you will."
With one more hard thrust, she feels her body accept his full length, sucking it in deeply until it hits the perfect spot, and then she is coming again with a wail.
Her body seems to know exactly what to do with the bulbous growth locked behind her pubic bone, milking his cock at the base in waves with muscles she hadn't even known she had.
"That's it, perfect girl, you're doing so good," she hears him snarling in a rough voice, and then with a long groan she feels his cock twitch as his cum fills her, locked inside of her so it has nowhere to go until she thinks she might explode with it.
When he finally stills, she is a sweating, whining, twitching mess with a distended belly pressed against his pelvis.
He is so large compared to her that in this position, her head only meets his chest. With his arms on either side of her, it is like the rest of the world does not exist. It is only the two of them, joined together where his knot is anchored inside her.