Epilogue #2
“Oh fuck,” I whimpered, taking him into my body without any real foreplay. The stretch turned to pleasure as his cock rubbed along my inner walls. Without meaning to, I rocked my hips, dragging him against my g-spot and pulling a groan out of me.
Thorne gripped my hips, stopping me. “Did I say you could move yet? You’re not the one in charge here.”
“Yes, alpha,” I purred, loving the way his grip tightened at my use of his title.
“Ready for more, Vixen?” His breath was warm on my skin, and I shivered under the feeling.
“Please, yes, I want more,” I whined.
“What a good little mate,” Cole murmured.
Turning toward his voice, I took in the sight of him taking his cock out and pressing the head against Sawyer’s lips. The way he hung off the edge of the desk made the perfect angle, and he obediently opened his mouth so Cole could feed him a few inches of his cock.
“Oh,” I gasped, staring as Sawyer relaxed his jaw and took Cole deeper.
“Lean forward, baby,” Thorne murmured, his wet fingers pressing against my asshole.
My next breath was ragged as Thorne entered me. I was already so full of Sawyer’s cock in my pussy, adding Thorne’s in my ass was enough to make my vision blur.
“I was right. This works quite well,” Cole said, praising himself. “Your desk is the perfect height.”
I was too full of dick to string words together. Gently, Thorne pulled back and thrust deeper, rocking me forward on Sawyer’s cock, which dragged him against that sensitive spot that made my toes curl.
Meaningless curses tumbled out of my lips as my mates began to move in earnest.
Cole reached forward, cupping his hand at the back of my neck and pulling me in for a kiss, silencing me. His tongue licked into my mouth, tasting me. The warm heat of his kiss had my core squeezing Sawyer’s cock. He loved watching us together, and he twitched inside of me, his knot swelling.
“That’s my good boy,” Cole crooned, rolling his hips. “You suck me so well.”
Sawyer groaned, the sound raw and desperate. Thorne echoed it, increasing his pace as he fucked me, sliding me over my other mate.
Cole’s pace broke, his movements slowing as he came. His sharp features softened, his lips parting and eyes glazing over. Fascinated, I watched Sawyer’s throat work as he swallowed him down.
“You’re too fucking good at that,” he muttered, breathing heavily as he regained his composure.
Sawyer preened at the praise, satisfaction and pride flooding our bond.
Thorne gripped my shoulder, squeezing the muscle and nerves there. “Now it’s your turn. Cole, you want to help?”
“Happily.”
It was getting difficult to keep my eyes open as sensation built into a blaze.
Tipping my head back, I gave into the pull to close my eyes and shut off one of my senses, focusing entirely on the feel of Sawyer’s cock rocking in my sensitive core while Thorne’s cock slammed into me, his pace becoming frenzied.
“Come on, baby, don’t you want to see what you’re doing to your mate?” Cole said, his voice like velvet brushing over my skin.
I forced my eyes open. One of Cole’s hands gripped my jaw, turning my head so I was looking at Sawyer’s flushed face. His back arched, eyes locked on me, his lips swollen.
With his other hand, Cole traced down my sternum to the apex of my thighs. His long, nimble fingers dipped lower, feeling where I was taking Sawyer into my body. A shiver worked its way down my spine.
Smirking, Cole drew his fingers up to circle my clit. The direct contact had me crying out.
“Go ahead. Scream, baby. I want the whole pack to know that I please my mate,” Thorne purred. His teeth scraped over my shoulder, in the same spot as his claim mark.
“I can’t hold on,” Sawyer moaned, his knot swelling in my pussy, locking me against him.
Thorne’s movements became shorter and rougher as he grew closer to his release too.
“Get her to come, Cole,” Thorne commanded. “And do it quickly. She’s so fucking tight, stuffed full of our cocks.”
“Sweetheart, you’re almost there, aren’t you?” Cole brushed a kiss against my cheek and then my lips. I kissed him back, grateful for the distraction when my entire body was on the verge of combusting.
“Fuck!” Thorne cursed, his cock flooding me with his warm cum.
The slippery feeling along with his knot filling me was the final straw. The feeling of dropping off a cliff seized me, raging pleasure ripping through me, and I jerked back from Cole, letting out a hoarse scream that echoed in the large office.
Sawyer was coming too, the feeling making my own orgasm stretch on for what seemed like forever. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. All I could do was pulse around both of my mates, milking their cocks for every bit of their cum, locked inside by their knots.
When I finally came back to myself, Thorne was panting against my back. Cole cradled Sawyer’s head, leaning over him for a kiss. We stayed like that for long minutes, the afterglow filling our mating bonds with heated devotion.
Every one of my muscles felt like Jell-o, and when their knots finally released, Thorne had to help me off the desk. I dropped onto the sofa and let him wipe me clean.
Cole laughed to himself as he cleaned the desktop.
“Worth the effort of clearing off your desk?” he asked Thorne, who sank down beside me.
My fated mate laughed breathlessly, rolling his eyes at Cole. “Always.”
I smiled up at him, and he dipped his head to kiss my shoulder.
Sawyer watched us from Thorne’s heavy leather office chair. “I can’t believe you guys schemed up a whole office fuckery plan.”
Leaving the rag on the desk, Cole pivoted to face his mate. “Don’t act like you didn’t love every second of that.”
“Yeah, but it’s still funny,” Sawyer protested.
Cole settled himself on Sawyer’s lap, using a finger under his chin to raise his face so he could kiss him. As they broke apart, he murmured, “You love being used like that. I bet you’ll be begging to do this again within a few days.”
“Ridiculous, cocky bastard,” Sawyer grumbled even as he looped his arms around Cole’s waist.
A cozy silence draped over us. Sighing, I leaned back into Thorne. His hand cupped my breast, slowly rubbing over my nipple with his thumb.
“Don’t you need to get back to work, alpha?” I asked.
“That’s the nice thing about being the one in charge. I can take time off whenever I like,” Thorne said, his words lifting with his smile.
Cole snorted.
“Fine, I really do have a lot to get done. But you’re more important than my to-do list. All of you are,” Thorne said, and my heart squeezed at his inclusion of Cole and Sawyer.
“No worries. We’ll get dressed and leave you to it. But hurry home, because I think we should have time for an encore before everyone comes over for game night.”
Grinning, I straightened and started pulling clothes on. Cole helped Sawyer gather his clothes so he could also get dressed.
Handing Thorne his shirt, I said, “And you might want to clean off your chair too, since Sawyer had his naked ass there too.”
“You are a menace,” Sawyer grumbled, tugging his shirt over his head. “How about some actual food for lunch? I’m really hungry now.”
“See you tonight,” I said, bending to kiss Thorne on the lips.
“Tonight, Vixen,” he echoed, giving me a roguish smile. His hand lingered on my hip, and I was hesitant to pull away, savoring these moments together, even if I would have him again in a few hours.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of her until you’re done with your work,” Sawyer said, crowding behind me.
“I know,” Thorne said automatically.
“And I’ll take care of you,” Cole said, arching an eyebrow at Sawyer who opened his mouth to protest but then thought better of the action and closed it again. He knew arguing with Cole would only lead to him being spanked, and he wasn’t that much of a brat.
Unable to help my giggle, I gave Thorne one last kiss, and then followed my other two mates out the door and back to our home, knowing Thorne would rush to join us.