Andi #2
His plush bottom lip is stuck between his teeth as he stares at me.
I reach out and crook a finger towards him.
He’s shedding his clothes faster than I thought possible, and appearing beside me.
“I—want—you—” I pant, clinging to Beck’s shoulders to keep myself steady in the face of Eli’s brutal thrusts.
Cameron’s expression darkens as his smoky cedarwood scent thickens in the air.
His scent mixed with Beck’s burnt caramel perfume is such a delicious mix my mouth starts to water.
“You want me to fuck your ass, Sweet Tea?” Cameron growls.
“I want—want you to knot my ass,” I pant out.
“Fuck—” the word punches out of Cameron’s chest on a sharp exhale.
He’s quick to shift behind me.
It takes a bit of maneuvering, and Eli has to concede with the intensity of his thrusts for a few seconds, just so I’m able to hold myself steady enough so that Cameron can slowly push inside me.
I flash back to the greenroom after Beck’s concert when Eli and Beck were both stuffing me.
I didn’t realize I could feel more bliss than that, but with Beck and I experiencing our heats together, every sensation intensified.
“Holy shit,” Cameron groans, burying his face into the crook of my neck. “You’re perfect. This is perfect. You’re taking my cock so well. I can’t wait to sink my knot into you.”
Who knew the journalist was so talkative? Now that I put it that way, I guess it’s no surprise Cameron has a thing for praising me.
I soak in each and every compliment, one of my hands reaching back to run my nails along his scalp.
“I’m—I’m going to knot you—knot your ass—and then I’m going to bite you. You’re going to be mine.”
“I’m going to bite her first!” Beck gasps, his voice coming out as a strangled whine.
“No,” Cameron growls, his chest vibrating against my back with the intensity of his words.
It sends a thrill through me. He’s always been so polite, so considerate of me. I guess his earlier words, when he dropped down to a knee at the hospital, were true. Now that I’ve given him permission, it’s like I’ve unlocked a completely different part of his personality.
Beck lifts his head, his eyes glazed over from the heat, and narrows his gaze at the large alpha.
“Oh? And who’s going to stop me!”
The needy, almost petulant retort has a laugh punching out of my chest.
“Stop—fighting,” I laugh, leaning forward and kissing Beck. “How about—Cameron bites me first—”
Beck’s lower lip pops out in a pout.
“You didn’t let me finish! How about Cameron bites me first—” I let out a moan when the intensity of Cameron’s thrusts pick up at my words. “But I bite you first. Cameron will just have to wait to get my bite. Deal?”
“Deal,” Beck pants out, his glazed eyes drifting towards Cameron. “Hurry up.”
That makes all of us laugh.
Well, I try to laugh, but it comes out more moan than laugh to be honest. Eli and Cameron, who are really in charge of the rhythm here, learn how to sync with each other, adding a new layer to the experience considering Beck is still in my pussy.
“I’m going to—fuck—” Cameron groans.
“Me too—” Eli grunts.
They manage to time it so that they’re both pushing their knots into Beck and I at together.
The world falls away as I’m overwhelmed by sensation. I’ve never in my life felt more full.
My ass clamps down onto Cameron’s knot and my pussy milks Beck’s cock as I orgasm with a sharp cry. I feel Cameron’s knot twitch inside me as he spills his seed.
“You’re mine,” Cameron growls in my ear before dipping his head and sinking his teeth into me. Something clicks in my chest, my mind, hell, as crazy as it sounds, my soul too. I feel the connection spark to life.
I lean forward, dipping my head to the crook of Beck’s neck that isn’t occupied by Eli and sink my teeth into his flesh. He’ll never be able to wear those sexy tank tops on stage again without the world knowing he’s mine.
The moment Cameron pulls away, peppering kisses along my neck, Beck swoops in and sinks his teeth into the base of my neck, mirroring where I just bit him.
I let out a soft groan at the overwhelming sensations, my eyes fluttering shut.
“Holy fuck,” Beck pants as Eli grips him by the waist and lifts him off me.
I’m left empty and dripping with the copious amount of cum Beck just spilled inside of me.
“You two should rock paper scissors,” Eli snickers, teasing Leo and Everett.
“You’re a dick,” I bite back. “If I weren’t currently locked onto Cameron’s knot I’d walk over there and give you a piece of my mind!”
My commentary makes Eli throw his head back in laughter. It also makes Cameron’s knot pulse inside of me, almost like it’s sentient and enjoys being verbally acknowledged.
“I’m going next,” Leo says, authoritatively. He whips his t-shirt off with one hand, his lips kicking up at the corners when he sees my dopey grin.
“Oh?” Everett comments, raising a brow at Leo’s uncharacteristic statement.
“Yeah, I’m not particularly interested in waiting for your or Cameron’s knots to go down.” He sheds the rest of his clothes and makes his way to me.
My mouth waters at the sight of his cock bobbing in front of me before he drops to his knees.
“Don’t worry, she has a mouth to keep me occupied,” Everett says, his amused tone sending a shiver down my spine. “And by the look on her face, she’s just dying to get a taste of one of our cocks.”
“Fuck—” Cameron groans behind me, burying his face in the crook of my neck, pressing a soft kiss right by the bite mark he left there. “She likes the shit you’re saying, Everett. She’s fluttering around my knot.”
“Oh, I bet she is,” Everett says, continuing to use that playful, teasing, tone he knows I love. “She loves being told her place.”
“Shut—shut up,” I bite back, anticipation making me bite my bottom lip.
“Hmmm, I don’t think so. I will shut you up, though,” Everett says, standing and making his way to us.
Cameron shifts me as he leans back against his heels, gripping me underneath my knees and spreading me open for Leo.
“So pretty,” Leo groans, shifting himself forward and thrusting inside me in one go.
“Oh, fuck—” I gasp.
Everett uses the opportunity of my open mouth to push past my lips.
There’s something strangely healing and cathartic with the three of them inside me at the same time.
If I actually managed to talk to Nancy about the details without getting terribly embarrassed, I’m sure we could unpack the reasoning why.
I’m pretty sure it has something to do with the fact that I can’t really do anything right now.
I just have to take what they have to offer me.
There’s not even an expectation that I’m performing.
And with their whispered—or not so whispered—praise, I know that the sight of me not performing for them is unraveling them at the seams.
“Fuck, they’re so hot,” Beck whines.
“Aren’t they?” Eli growls.
I glance at the two of them. Eli has Beck spread open in a very similar way that Cameron has positioned me. He’s also stroking Beck’s cock, wringing orgasm after orgasm from Beck.
With Beck locked onto Eli’s knot in his ass, there’s nowhere for him to run.
“Come for us again,” Leo gasps, leaning back ever so slightly to give him enough room to press a thumb against my clit.
I let out another strangled cry, muffled by Everett’s enormous cock in my mouth. When Everett finally pulls out, drool drips down my chin.
“I’m going to bite you,” Leo pants, lowering his head to the crook of my neck, opposite to Cameron’s bite.
I don’t have the mental capacity to form words, but I follow his lead, dropping my head down and biting his shoulder when he bites mine.
“You’re mine,” Leo says, offering a soft kiss to his bitemark. He offers me a lazy grin before pulling out.
“My turn,” Everett growls, slotting himself between my open legs.
He reaches out and wipes his thumb on my chin, collecting some of my saliva before shoving it into my mouth.
“Damn,” Cameron chuckles, watching the sight. “Didn’t know she liked that sort of thing.”
“Oh, she loves it,” Everett chuckles, lining his cock up with my weeping, sloppy entrance. “Don’t you?”
I let out a moan around his thumb, my lower muscles clenching at the sound of my own voice, muffled in that way.
“Fuck, she does—” Cameron groans. “You’re so tight, Sweet Tea. Like a fucking dream, choking the life out of me.”
“She’ll get even tighter in a second,” Everett growls before thrusting inside.
Similar to everything he does in the bedroom, he shows me no mercy, thrusting deep in one swift motion. I swear I can feel the two of them in my lungs.
My eyes flutter shut, and I moan around his thumb.
“Ah, ah, ah,” Everett grunts, using the hold he has on my face to keep my head from falling back onto Cameron’s shoulder. “Eyes open.”
My inner walls flutter around them again. God, that was so hot.
I blink my eyes open and meet his gaze, never letting my eyes fall shut again.
“Good girl,” Everett growls.
Everett bites me as soon as he pushes his knot inside of me, a few minutes later. I’m a little late to the memo, so it takes me a couple seconds to dip my own head down and bite him.
Remember how I said I’d never felt as full as when Cameron had knotted me?
Well, looks like I’ve beaten that record already.
“Fuck, I’m never going to come down if you keep squeezing me like that, Sweet Tea,” Cameron groans.
I let out a soft giggle, my head lolling lazily to the side.
I meet Eli’s gaze. His expression is sharp and hungry.
“Once my knot comes down... You’re mine,” he growls.
“Well, if you stopped milking my cock, I’d stop fluttering around you and you’d be able to fuck her sooner,” Beck pouts, his body limp and lax against Eli’s.
“Yeah, well, I couldn’t have you missing out,” Eli teases affectionately, kissing up and down Beck’s neck.
My heat still thrums under my skin. I know this won’t be the end of it, probably for a few days at least. But surrounded by my guys? I can do anything.