20. Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty
Blaise
Shade startles when he looks at me, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. "What? What is that look on your face?"
"Come here," I call, gesturing him closer.
He doesn't move, and I sigh dramatically. "I have to do everything around here, don't I?"
In an instant, I hug Halley around the middle and roll us both, my cock staying lodged inside. She squeals and flails until she's lying on my chest and my back is in the nest.
"Blaze!" Shade chastises, rushing to check on Halley. "You okay, baby girl?"
Halley doesn't answer, just starts grinding on my cock, sobbing when it does nothing to ease the burn in her core.
"We need you, Daddy," I say, gesturing down at where we're joined.
"Need me…" he trails off, eyes widening as he realizes what I'm saying. "Oh!"
Halley, instincts going haywire, starts to scratch and claw at me to release her. Desperate to find a cock that will satisfy her building need.
"Hurry up!" I shout, holding Halley's hands to stop her from clawing at Shade too. She can mark me up all she wants, the sting of her scratches only making me buzz pleasantly, but Shade takes longer to heal and isn't such a fan of pain.
"Are you sure?" Shade says, his voice strained even as he palms himself and scoots into position. "Double vaginal penetration is a hardcore sexual act. There is no evidence to suggest it helps with heat—"
"Less nerd talk, more fucking." I cut him off, kicking him in the side. Just a little to hurry him up, not too hard. He still grunts at the contact.
It feels amazing when the head of his cock slides across the sensitive skin of my knot, notching into place beside mine.
He inhales sharply, and I look around Halley's body to watch his face. He's shaking and blushing all over, eyes locked on Halley's apex.
Then I feel it. Pressure. His cock gliding in beside mine, eased by Halley's slick. His mouth falls open as he pants through the process.
The pressure builds the more he works himself in, and Halley's cunt tightens.
More and more. It's a lot of pressure, and I start to doubt my judgment.
Maybe two cocks are too much for her to handle.
Did I make a mistake? Shade is well-endowed too, and while that's great normally, it might actually work against us.
"Ah, ah, ah!"
Halley starts to squirm, this time not because she's desperate for relief, but because her pussy is being stretched wide open. Again. After whatever Knox did to her with his knot, this might be too much.
"Baby girl, do you need us to stop?" Shade asks.
"Mmm, no. I can't take it," Halley gasps, but keeps struggling against my hold, and I'm worried she's going to hurt herself.
A sudden slap on her ass makes her yelp.
"Hold still, we've got you," Shade reprimands, his teeth gritted, but he speaks with reassuring authority.
I adjust my grip on her and keep her still, trusting Shade to stop if it's too much.
Halley chokes on her own saliva, producing a strangled noise.
"Breathe, Sparkles," I coach even as my own breath stutters.
Fuck, it's tight. Her channel is fluttering, clenching as if fighting against the intrusion and trying to accommodate it at the same time.
She takes another strained breath, her cunt flexing again. Shade moves his hips forward, and—
"Wait, wait!" Halley shouts.
Shade stills.
"Do you want to stop?" he asks, his brow creasing in concern.
"No, I... I need a moment. It's just... it's a lot, okay?" she pants.
I say nothing, busy focusing on holding still and not pounding into the wonderful tightness surrounding me. Shade is rubbing her thighs, murmuring praises in a low voice.
"You're doing well, Halley. You're doing very well..."
She takes several more deep breaths, her cunt slowly getting used to the stretch.
"How much is in?" she asks Shade.
"Just the head."
I curse on her behalf. "Fuck."
How can just his cockhead be in?
Eventually, she exhales and nods. "Okay, you can move."
Shade sets his hands on her waist and shallowly rocks his hips, pushing more of his cock into her. She breathes through the increasing pressure, her cunt stretching wider and wider.
Shade murmurs more praise to both of us. "That's my good boy. Such a good girl. My little brats, playing so well together."
And then his hips meet her ass, and he bottoms out, his cock all the way in. Snug against my own, and my head spins with the realization.
Halley is making disbelieving sounds, like she's confused about how she's fit two big cocks into her little body. I'm sure the stretch is overwhelming, the pressure so great she can feel it in her teeth. I'm a little jealous.
"Fuck," she swears, and it makes me chuckle, jostling us all.
It's so weird hearing her curse properly.
Shade smacks my side, and I wheeze as I do my best to hold my laughter in.
There's a sound behind us. The bathroom door opens, and a sucked-in breath follows. We freeze like a bunch of naughty children caught doing something we shouldn't.
"Well, well, what have we here?" Knox growls, and I hear him prowl closer.
It must be quite the debauched sight. Halley sandwiched between two soldiers, stuffed full of their cocks.
There is a scraping sound over the stone flooring as he pulls a chair closer to the nest. I strain my neck, but he settles just outside my periphery.
"Don't stop on my account. Please, continue," he says, and I can hear the smirk in his voice. Fucker is getting one hell of a show.
"How does it feel, Omega?" Knox asks in his stupid, smug voice.
She clenches her inner muscles in answer, hard, and the double grunt from Shade and me should be enough for him to understand. It's fucking amazing.
"Mmm, please," Halley squirms, and because she's sweating so much, it makes it difficult to keep her back pinned to my chest. I wrap my arms around her and squeeze her tighter. "Move…"
"You asked for it," Shade says hoarsely.
He moves first, and I follow. We withdraw halfway from her, and thrust back in.
"Oh rut," she gasps at that first thrust, tensing all over, like she's been hit by a sudden jolt of electricity.
"Halley, sweetheart, try and relax, okay?" Shade encourages through gritted teeth.
I have to breathe through my mouth because I can't afford to inhale her heat scent any more than I already am. My head is too fuzzy, swirling with rut, and I need to stay focused. I can't lose control.
She nods, hair tickling my chest, her eyes closed as she fights to unwind her spasming muscles. I follow Shade's lead and rock my hips slow and steady, no abrupt thrusts, just a smooth slide.
Halley starts to relax, her panting interspersed with little moans. Her hands are clasped on my arms around her belly, her fingers clenching and unclenching with each breach into her body. She lets herself be taken, trapped between the hard bodies of her mates.
Shade changes the rhythm, pulling out as I push in, and I can feel the crown of his cockhead sliding up the base of my shaft. The piercing makes color explode behind my eyes.
I silently thank past me for making that piercing a reality. It was a stroke of genius.
This is nothing like any sex I've had before. It feels almost dangerous, in an odd way. Like rigging up a pressure-sensitive explosive device, or a solo mission behind enemy lines. Certainly not something meant to happen in such a soft, safe place as a nest.
Of course, that hint of danger only makes it better. My veins are singing with the high from Halley's trust. She trusts me to stop if she needs me to. To not break her completely.
"Alright, Halley?" Shade asks, leaning over her to brush the baby hairs off her damp forehead.
She opens her pretty, glazed purple eyes, and smiles languidly at him.
"Verbal answer, Omega," he says with his firm, no-nonsense voice.
Halley just makes a whimpering sound.
"Yes, Daddy," I answer in her stead.
A harsh slap lands on my outer thigh, and the spike of pain makes my hips buck and cock pulse.
Halley gasps, clenching down on us, and for a dizzying instant I think I probably died back on a shitty solo espionage mission years ago and this is actually the afterlife, because fuck me does it feel good.
I must have sung my pleasure, because when my vision clears, I see Shade sighing and rolling his eyes.
"That was meant to be a reprimand, you delinquent."
"Then you better discipline me harder," I retort, mind still hazy but begging for another sweet sting of pain.
"Later. Focus on Halley now."
I wait for him to smack me again, but he doesn't. Before I can complain, he picks up the pace, and I have no more brain power to think of anything but the cock rubbing against mine and the pussy pulsing around me.
We move inside her as a team, pistoning in and out faster.
Her body is trembling as she rides the waves of being overstuffed and overstimulated.
She gasps, and moans, and strains like she wants to both escape and get closer.
I constantly have to adjust my grip, or she'll slip free.
All in all, she takes to being doubly impaled like a fish to water. Or, I guess, an Omega to a gangbang.
There are noises coming out of Halley that I've never heard from her before.
Choked moans, strangled gasps, high-pitched squeals, and deep groans.
I'm sure our girl would normally find a way to be ashamed of those noises, of how wanton and animalistic they are, but shame has no place in heat.
It's been scalded away by her insatiable need for cock, come, and knots.
I meet Shade's brown eyes, half-lidded and glazed with sheer lust. Fuck, he's beautiful. Hot. He makes me want to beg and be good. No one else alive can claim that. Well, other than Halley, of course.
Shade bends over her more, shifting his hips until his body slots directly over hers. I grunt from the additional weight, and it means I can't get much leverage to fuck up into Halley. Shade is doing most of the thrusting now, and it occurs to me what my purpose in this little entanglement is.
Right here and now, I'm a tool for them.