Chapter 16
parker
The second Fox steps off the stage, I snap.
My hand shoots out and grabs Arlo’s so hard my nails dig into his palm.
At the same time, I seize Fox’s wrist with my other hand and yank both of them backstage before anyone can clap, congratulate, or get in our fucking way.
My heart is slamming against my ribs so violently I feel it in my throat, in my wrists, and between my legs.
The possessive snarl that’s been building in my chest since I saw Carolina’s paddle go up finally rips free the moment the heavy black curtain falls shut behind us.
“Fuck the dinner,” I growl, voice shaking with days of pent-up need and fear and love. “Fuck the auction. Fuck the team money. Fuck everything except me. Right now.”
Fox’s dark eyes flare with desire as Arlo’s grin turns hungry, that playful, pleasure-focused edge flashing in the low light.
I don’t wait for permission. I don’t even speak again. I just drag them. My legs are moving on pure instinct, past startled staff and discarded props and half-dressed Alphas who stare as we blow past them.
Every step makes fresh slick coat my panties until I’m a wet, bumbling mess. My scent is completely out of control, thick, sweet peach and warm vanilla so heavy it trails behind us like a banner, announcing exactly what’s about to happen.
By the time we burst out the side exit and cross campus, my hands are trembling so badly that I fumble the key to my dorm twice.
Arlo gently takes it from me, unlocks the door, and the second all three of us are inside, I slam it shut and flip the deadbolt with a loud, final click that echoes in the small room.
My nest is waiting in the corner, blankets, hoodies, pillows, and sheets all arranged exactly how I like them, already prepared exactly for this moment. I wasn’t sure this was what I wanted but the moment I saw Fox on that stage, I knew.
No more waiting.
I turn on them, chest heaving, eyes blazing with everything I’ve been holding back. “Strip,” I order, a little bit of a growl slipping out. “Both of you. Now.”
They obey instantly, clothes hitting the floor in a frantic rush.
Fox’s dark gray pinstripe suit is the last to go, sliding down his long, powerful legs and pooling at his feet.
He stands there completely naked, cock flushed dark at the tip and curving up toward his stomach.
Arlo kicks his own clothes aside, and his pierced cock springs free, silver barbell gleaming under my fairy lights, already leaking steadily.
I strip too, yanking my dress over my head and shoving my soaked panties down my thighs in one rough motion. The second I’m naked, I point at the nest.
“Get in.”
They climb in, eyes locked on me the entire time, bodies tense with anticipation.
I crawl over Arlo first, straddling his hips and sinking down onto his cock in one slick, greedy glide.
The pierced head stretches me open perfectly, the silver barbell dragging along every sensitive inch of my walls.
A loud, broken moan pulls from my lips as I bottom out, taking him to the hilt.
“Fuck—Parker—” Arlo groans, hands flying to my waist, fingers digging into the soft flesh of my hips.
I ride him hard from the very start, fast, punishing swivels that make my heavy tits bounce and my scent explode through the room. Arlo’s eyes roll back, but he forces them open again, watching me take what I want, his pierced cock hitting that perfect spot inside me with every downward thrust.
Fox kneels beside us, one big tattooed hand slowly stroking his own thick length, eyes burning as he watches me fuck his boyfriend.
I lean down, bite Arlo’s bottom lip hard enough to make him hiss, and growl right against his mouth, “I want your bite. Right here.” I tap the soft, sensitive spot where my neck meets my shoulder. “Mark me. Make me yours. Claim me. Now.”
Arlo’s control snaps completely. He lifts me off of him, twists me around, and slams me back down onto his cock so that I’m facing Fox.
He fucks up into me, gently pulling me back until my back is against his chest, the angle pushing his cock in a different way.
I cry out as his lips brush my shoulder and move higher up my neck, his thrusts so chaotically wild, I can only grip his arms around my chest for purchase.
Between one thrust and the next, his knot is pushing inside of me, my body shuddering, Arlo’s teeth sinking into my skin.
The pain is sharp for one heartbeat, then it explodes into pure white-hot pleasure that crashes through my entire body.
I scream, coming so hard my vision whites out and my pussy locks down around him like a vice.
Arlo’s knot stretches me impossibly wide, locking us together as he spills pulse after pulse of hot, thick cum deep inside me.
And then it clicks. That beautiful, giddy, laid-back Alpha inside of me... all of his emotions and worries and downright nasty ideas of what he wants to do to me slam right into my chest. Mine, the bond echoes as his tongue licks over the new bond.
I’m still shaking, still coming in long, rolling waves, when Fox slides down my body.
He kisses every inch of skin on the way, my collarbone, the heavy swell of my breasts, the soft curve of my stomach, then buries his face between my thighs.
“Fox, Alpha, I need a minute...”
He chuckles, the vibration sending another pleasurable wave through me. “What you need is to come from my tongue. God, you’re gorgeous like this. Spread around Arlo’s knot.” He presses a thumb inside of me where I’m still stretched, pulling a garbled sound from me. “You okay if I keep going, baby?”
I just moan, unable to do anything else. His tongue circles my clit, and I sob at the overwhelming fullness, at the way every flick of his tongue makes me clench harder around Arlo.
Fox sucks my clit into his mouth, and I come again, clenching violently around Arlo’s knot.
The second my orgasm peaks, Fox sinks his teeth into the soft, sensitive flesh of my inner thigh, perfectly hidden by any and all clothing I’d wear but also dangerously close to any panty line, forever stimulated by fabric.
His bond snaps into place, all of that fierce, protectiveness I see on the outside surging in my chest.
“God, I can feel you,” he murmurs against the new bite. “Arlo, she feels absolutely perfect.”
Arlo hums from where he’s nursing his bite. “She does. And mixed with you? If I had known, I would have done this earlier.”
Arlo’s knot is just beginning to go down when Fox moves back up my body. He pushes inside me alongside Arlo’s still-hard cock, stretching me further. My hands fly to his arms, eyes widening as Fox just grins down at me.
“Hey, baby.”
“Don’t hey me!” I push out, breathlessly as my head falls back to Arlo’s chest. “Oh my god, I’m so full. His... his knot is still in me, Fox.”
Last time they stuffed me full, no one’s knot was inside of me. But this stretch is intense, almost too much. Tears gather in my eyes as my breathing kicks up, Fox pressing a long, slow kiss to my lips before pulling back. “Too much?”
I shake my head, digging my nails in harder. It’s a good kind of overwhelming.
Every single thrust brushes against the fresh bite on my thigh, Arlo dipping his lips to his bite all over again. I sob with pleasure, overstimulated and perfect and so fucking full I can barely breathe.
“You’re ours,” Fox growls, voice wrecked as he fucks into me. “Our Omega. Our mate. No one else gets this. No one else gets you.”
Arlo’s hand finds my throat, gentle but possessive, thumb stroking over the fresh bite he just gave me. “Ours,” he echoes, kissing the mark reverently. “Forever. No one else gets to touch you. No one else gets to have you. You’re ours now, baby.”
I come again, screaming their names, clenching so hard around both cocks that they follow right after, Arlo spilling deep inside me, Fox flooding me until cum and slick are leaking out around their joined bodies in messy, obscene trails.
We collapse in a sweaty, sticky, mated tangle in the middle of my nest, Arlo pulling out seconds before Fox thrusts his swelling knot inside of me.
“One day,” Fox murmurs. “One day, I’m going to knot Arlo inside of you.”
I wriggle against him, only rewarding myself with another shock to my pussy as the movement rubs against the bite he put there. Arlo just chuckles from his spot beside us. “I’ll fucking pass out, if my cock gets squeezed like that but fuck, I’m here for it.”
He rolls toward me, his fingers grazing the bite on our shoulder, a purr pulling from my lips as I’m finally sated. “Were you scared of losing Fox to Carolina?”
“No,” I push out. “But if I did, I would have ruined that dinner and dragged Fox home anyway.”
They both laugh but they have no idea how serious I am. No one gets to touch my Alphas and now, I’m properly claimed.
My eyes drift to the clock telling me it’s nearly midnight.
An array of Chinese food is spread across my nest, the three of us still completely naked, covered in cum and sweat and slick.
The aftershocks have faded into something soft and warm, though every other second, I have to slap one or both Alphas because they keep thinking of doing nasty things to me.
I had no idea how often they thought of me. A grumble runs through my chest as I reach over the side of the nest and shrug on a shirt. Both growl at the loss of skin but I just point a fork at them, one that has lo mein dangling from it.
“No! I’m going to start slicking again and I can’t... I need a breather.”
Arlo just sighs, stuffing a wonton into his mouth as I reach out and brush my toes along his shin. This feels perfect, impossibly perfect. Even if I have no idea what happened at the rest of the auction, I only need this moment right here.
I shift forward to grab a dumpling and sigh, slick leaking out of me as my thighs brush together, irritating Fox’s bite there.
The Alpha just grins, leaning back on his hands. “Knowing that every time your pants are a little too tight, you’re going to feel it gives me great pride. And when you wear your bathing suit... everyone is going to see...”
I slap at his leg. “Fox! My baseball pants are tight!” The true impracticality of where he bit me is starting to surface.
“You bit my fucking thigh, Fox. Fuck.” I spread my thighs a little, staring at the teeth marks, about to make another comment when he reaches over and runs his fingers across the fresh mark, pressing in a little.
I moan before I can stop myself, a fresh gush of slick leaking out of me and onto the blankets.
“Stop!” I whine, immediately grabbing another dumpling and stuffing my face. “I’m trying to eat.”
Fox’s grin is pure sin. “You can eat while I do this.”
He drags me onto his cock in one smooth motion, fucking up into me while I’m still holding chopsticks. Arlo laughs softly as he tries to feed me another bite, but I cry out, head falling back as Fox grabs my tits for leverage, thumbs brushing over my nipples.
“You look so beautiful mated now,” Arlo murmurs, eyes full of hunger as he watches Fox fuck me. “Our marks on you. Our cum inside you. Our Omega.”
Fox dips his head and seals his mouth over Arlo’s fresh bite on my neck.
Arlo’s eyes roll back and he comes instantly, hard, painting my stomach and thighs and Fox’s skin with thick ropes of cum.
Fox laughs, a deviant edge to the noise. “Well, that’s a handy little trick. Knowing I can have both of you like that.”
I moan as Fox slides his fingers down to press against the fresh bite on my thigh.
The pressure sends me over the edge again, slick and cum everywhere because he never even knotted me this time.
I go completely boneless between them, panting, tears of pure overwhelmed pleasure slipping down my cheeks.
“I already thought the sex was good,” I manage, voice hoarse and wrecked, “but fuck… I might have died and gone to heaven.”
Arlo and Fox both laugh and pull me tighter between them, kissing every inch of skin they can reach.
“Welcome home, baby,” Arlo whispers against my new bite.
Fox presses a gentle kiss to the mark on my thigh. “Ours.”
I close my eyes, safe and claimed and so fucking loved I can barely breathe, and let myself believe it.
This is real.
This is forever.
And I have never been happier in my entire life.