Chapter 23
Chapter twenty-three
Camelia
Hazy. Needy. Desperate. Slick.
Camelia was barely aware of herself, barely aware of anything beyond the burning heat of her skin and the desperation that seethed between her legs. The Alphas – her Alphas – seemed to have finally seen sense. Evan's lips were soft and distracting, and James' fingers...
Fuck, they filled that ache inside of her. Nowhere near as much as their cocks would when they fucked her, but it soothed the itch just enough that Camelia could breathe a little. Could relax against the sheets and enjoy being touched and surrounded by the scent of Alpha.
Their touch against her overly sensitive skin soothed and aroused at the same time, and by the time James took pity on her and made her come, his thumb on her clit and his fingers buried deep inside of her, Camelia was already halfway to sleep.
The pleasure of the overdue orgasm was enough to overwhelm her mind, just enough for it to turn off and drift off into a relatively peaceful sleep.
When she woke again, the haze in her mind was still there, her body still burned and her pussy ached. The sheets underneath her were dry, though, and Camelia was surrounded back and front by the calming scent of her Alphas.
James was behind her, his nose buried in the crook of her neck with his arm slung around her waist. His hand wasn't touching her inappropriately at all, resting gently against her stomach with his thumb tenderly stroking her skin as he breathed slow and deep. Asleep. Relaxed.
Evan was in front of her, and Camelia and James' heads were both pillowed on his arm. Camelia smiled lazily, her eyes barely opening as she pressed her face harder into his neck. His scent was heavy and content in the air around him, mingling with James' behind her into a heady, delicious miasma.
Her tongue traced over his pulse, and she knew she didn't imagine the way it jumped at her touch. His free hand was wrapped around the back of her neck and his grip tightened, a low, possessive growl rumbling through his chest.
It made every one of Camelia's instincts thrill, and she moaned softly as she pressed her ass backwards, against James' rock-hard erection. She had felt it earlier when he had been fingering her, but hadn't had the chance to really enjoy it.
James' arm around her waist tightened, and the three of them shifted slightly as Camelia threw her leg over Evan's hip, canting her hips up so that her bare pussy brushed up against his clothed cock.
It would be so easy for one of them to fuck her right now. They were both at perfect angles to just pull their cocks out and slide deep inside of her...
She whimpered softly at the renewed need that spiked inside of her, and her pussy clenched around nothing as she ground between Evan and James' cocks.
Their scents grew heavier on the air as she slowly worked herself up, and Camelia whimpered desperately as she finally reached down and wrapped her hand around Evan's cock.
It was easier for her to reach, and she gave its throbbing length an experimental stroke, listening to the way Evan's breath hitched slightly at her touch.
She bit her lip, closing her eyes and pressing tiny kisses to Evan's neck as she shoved the waist of his soft pajama pants down.
In the back of her mind, the tiny voice of reason whispered that this was unlike her, that she would never touch either of these men like this if it weren't for her heat, that she needed to think rationally. ..
That voice faded away the moment that her fingers wrapped around the hot, satin skin of Evan's cock and gave it an experimental stroke.
It twitched in her palm, making her every instinct crow with pleasure, and she released it just long enough to shove his pants down the rest of the way, far out of the way of his cock and her questing fingers.
"Mm, Alpha..." Her voice was dreamy and breathy as she wrapped her hand around his cock again, and James' cock twitched against her ass at the sound of her voice.
It was a powerful feeling like nothing she'd ever experienced before, the way her Alphas responded to her.
She whined softly as she ground back against James' cock, and when she pressed another kiss to Evan's pulse, she finally felt him stir beside her.
"'Melia..." He mumbled, his voice heavy with sleep and pleasure.
His cock twitched in her hand as she stroked him again, and he gasped as his hips jerked into her touch.
Suddenly, his hand on the back of her neck slid into her hair and gripped firmly, turning her head to look up at him.
His blue eyes were still hazy with sleep, but the desire inside of them was clear.
"What are you doing, baby?" he asked softly. His cock twitched in her hand, and his eyes flashed at her as she shifted a little, just enough that she could drag the head of his cock down through her folds and let it slide smoothly against her, the way made easy by her slick.
"Need...Alpha..." Camelia whimpered as her hips ground against him, his cock teasing through her folds as she shifted back and forth.
Back against James' cock, then forward against Evan's.
It would feel so good for them to fuck her, she just needed to convince him that it would be so good, that she would be so good for him, for them. ..
"Baby..." Evan leaned down and brushed his lips against hers, as if trying to distract her. It worked, a little; Camelia gasped into his mouth and her hips stopped working his cock, but she still felt its burning length notched against her entrance.
"What's..." James' voice was a sleepy, aroused mumble behind her, and the feeling of his lips brushing against her neck was enough to make Camelia moan all over again.
It was so much, her Alphas surrounding her.
Their scent heavy on the air and their warmth keeping her grounded, keeping her from flying off into the desperate haze of her heat and losing her goddamn mind to the desperation.
"Camelia is trying to convince me to fuck her," Evan murmured against her lips. There was a hint of a tease in his voice, but it was tight, as if he were on the verge of doing exactly that.
James nodded, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to her neck before murmuring, "Do it, then. Sweetheart has waited long enough for cock. Don't make her wait longer, Ev."
His fingers stroked her hip possessively, and Camelia gasped, stretching her neck out to bare to James further. He was right, she had waited so long and she needed to be fucked so badly...
"James..." Evan's voice was strangled, and his cock twitched against Camelia's entrance. "You're supposed to be voice of reason here."
James' tongue stroked slowly up the back of Camelia's neck, as if he were memorizing the way she tasted. "She needs to be fucked, Ev. Can't deny her like this. It isn't right."
His teeth sank into her neck, making Camelia arch. As she did, the head of Evan's cock slipped, rubbing over her clit, and she let out a high-pitched whine.
"Alpha, please," she begged. "I...I can't..."
The words to describe her desperation, her need, wouldn't come. But Evan groaned and pressed their foreheads hard together as if he were giving up fighting with himself.
"Don't hate me for this when you come to, baby," he whispered, pressing a hard kiss to her lips.
Couldn't hate you, can't hate you, fuck, need you to fuck me...
Camelia's desperate inner monologue was silenced when Evan shifted downwards, just enough that the head of his cock notched properly at her entrance. For a moment he stayed there, and their scents grew heavier on the air around them.
Then he groaned, and the head of his cock split her wide as it pressed inside of her. It was large, larger than any cock that she had taken so far, and Camelia let out a desperate keen as her pussy lips spread and dripped for Evan's cock as he finally, finally sank inside of her.
James' arm tightened around her hips, his lips curling up in a smile against her skin before he pressed them to her ear. "Take his cock, sweetheart. There you go. Just what you need, isn't it? You're so fucking beautiful, there you go...moan for us..."
Evan growled as Camelia clenched around him, his hips suddenly snapping and filling her to the brim. Everything inside of her thrilled, the deep ache of emptiness soothed, and Camelia's head rolled back as she moaned, just like James had told her to do.
"Moan for your Alphas," James murmured, his voice just as gone as hers. "Such a sweet girl, I'm so sorry you had to wait so long, we'll take care of you so much better next time..."
Camelia nodded mindlessly as Evan started moving inside of her, the slow drag of his cock through her slick channel sating her urges in a way that her fingers and her toys never could. Even a Beta...he wouldn't be able to care for her the same way in her heat.
Not when her nose was full of Alpha scent and she was surrounded and comforted on both sides by her men, by her Alphas.
It always has to be like this, a tiny voice whispered dreamily. Always like this. Always them. Nobody else.
Camelia nodded mindlessly, agreeing with her internal voice as her clit throbbed, and James' hand slid lower to tease against the swollen bundle of nerves. "Let us take care of you," he whispered.
Evan groaned, pressing their lips together in an intense kiss before Camelia could respond to James.
James shifted away, releasing his hold on her for just a moment while he shuffled around behind her, and when he returned, his chest was bare against her back and his cock was hard and naked against her ass, sliding seductively against her.