51. Iris – Meaning Fire Flame I am burning with love I burn
51
IRIS
(SWORD FLAG)
MEANING: FIRE; FLAME; I AM BURNING WITH LOVE; I BURN
OCEAN
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I n life, there are things you imagined and never believed you’d do. Like the things you watched in porn. It might be hot, but you’d either never do that thing, or it wouldn’t be nearly as sexy as you imagined.
Lying on the floor of the nest, arching my back, and allowing my Alpha to push his cock straight into my throat was easily one of the hottest things I’d ever done. And I’d seen my fair share of those videos. No one told me it could feel like this .
Like even though he was above me, feeding me his cock, I was the one who held all the power.
Everett’s piercing was cold and heavy in my mouth. Strange when it pressed deeper, but I didn’t have the same resistance. Heat pulsed in my veins like a living thing, opening me up in every way possible. I wanted all of him. Every single inch.
He was the longest and straightest of my husbands. So he slid in and in and in, and when I felt the skin of his stomach meet my lips, he let out a growl that had my body gushing with slick and arousal and my cunt clenching for a knot because it was empty .
“Starting without us?” Cam’s voice reached me from somewhere else. I couldn’t speak—couldn’t even breathe—while Everett held me like this. Captive by his cock, captivated by the rest of him. He tasted incredible. And like he’d promised me moments ago, Everett didn’t hold back.
Gripping my hair until it tangled in his fingers, he angled my head just enough to fuck me harder. Using my mouth like he was fucking me elsewhere.
Someone knocked my legs apart with their knees, and then I felt Cameron’s thickness pressing into my core. My body was so ready and so wet that he slipped in almost too fast. That rare kind of delicious pain followed—the kind that was an ache while your body adjusted to something it loved. Not the pain I’d been talking about with Rett.
“Shit, sweetheart.” He laughed. “Look at you. Spread out like dessert for the three of us.”
A mouth fell on my breast. Lips and tongue, adding to everything that was gathering in my center like a cannon ready to explode.
Everett pulled back and let me breathe, but not for long. I didn’t care. At this moment I wanted him more than I wanted air. I fell deeper into the trance of the heat, knowing I was safe to let go and just experience the pleasure they offered with no consequences.
Between my legs, Cam moved, taking me with a slow and easy rhythm. “Should we show them how you squirt, sweetheart?”
There was no time to say yes or no. The familiar buzz of the wand pressed against my clit, and all that banked pleasure burst outward in a wave. Like he’d reached inside with those vibrations and pulled it out of me. I had no voice as they took me. Back and forth, one cock and then the other. Over and over while I bathed in bliss.
“Your throat is strangling me, Omega,” Everett said, voice rasping as he pulled back. “So fucking close.”
I had no conscious thoughts. Micah was still tasting my skin anywhere he could reach. From my breasts to my stomach and stretch marks. Everywhere. And all I wanted was more. I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue, and watched my Alpha’s eyes go black with feral need.
Everett plunged into my throat and took me. Brutally. Forcefully. I loved it. His grunts echoed through my body and built on the vibrations that were bringing me back up to that strange place beyond pleasure where I would soak them.
“I’m—” Rett pulled back and came, spilling himself across my breasts. God, I loved the sound of my husbands moaning. There wasn’t a hotter sound in the world than a man’s pleasure like that. “Some day I’m going to knot this pretty little mouth,” he growled.
I’d never even thought about that. The image of being trapped to his cock while fucked rolled over me, and that deep inferno erupted. My orgasm soaked the two of us, going everywhere, and then there was a mouth and tongue there, helping me along. Micah. Drinking my orgasm like a man dying of thirst.
“Do we think you could make her squirt again?”
A deep laugh that licked along my clit with his tongue. “If we do, you need to taste it. Our wife is so fucking sweet.”
I shuddered, opening my eyes to the three of them watching me with hunger. Wrecked and covered in my cum and theirs, I’d never been more at home or at peace.
Pain wracked my lower body. Fuck . “Knot,” I gasped. “Please. I need it.”
“Let’s save the squirting,” Everett said. “I have a better idea.”
Cameron released me, and he hadn’t come. His cock still dripped with me, even as Everett rolled me on top of him and took his place. His already-swollen knot pressed against my entrance, and it was too big.
“Rett.” I braced my hands on his chest. “You can’t.”
His slow smirk had me dripping down on him with need. “You sure about that?”
I wasn’t sure. This was my heat, and I was able to do things I’d never dreamed about. His knot was right there and I needed it. Releasing a breath, I sank onto him, feeling the stretch, until he slipped into me, locking me in and making me complete.
My breath came in short, sipped gasps. I left nail marks on his chest. “I— I don’t know how.”
“Your cunt was made for me, that’s how. No matter what state it’s in, you can take me.”
Lips warmed my shoulder. “The question is, can you take another one?” Cam slid his hands down my hips and spread my ass wide. “Two of us at once?”
“Make that three.” Micah stepped closer, cock bobbing in line with my mouth.
All three of my Alphas at the same time. Inside me.
Yes yes yes yes yes .
Wetness poured over my ass. I didn’t know where Cam had gotten the lube, but if he had a wand, he must have brought everything. Which meant he planned to play with me the whole heat.
I couldn’t stop the smile on my face or the happy tears in my eyes. They were mine.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
The head of Cam’s cock pressed against my ass. I hadn’t thought about how thick he was, and I was already knotted to Everett. “It might be too much.”
“You think so, sweetheart?” His lips brushed my ear, breath making my skin tingle. “I think you can take it.”
“Can I? You’re too thick.”
He laughed, and the others followed, and then he was pressing inside me. “Thank you for the compliment, wife, but I think I’m just thick enough.” He growled his whisper, punctuated with the movement of his hips. “And I know you can. My Omega’s perfect ass will take this fat cock all the way in and let me fuck it until I fill it up with my cum and knot you against your other Alpha so you’re absolutely helpless with pleasure.”
“Cameron.”
“Say my name again,” he growled. “Right now.”
I shook with the power of his command. “Cameron.”
With a driving thrust, he pushed in. Enough to make me feel like I was breaking in the best way. Filled more than I ever thought possible, and there was still more of him.
“Everett made a mess of you, didn’t he?” Micah asked, running a finger through the cum on my skin and lifting it to my lips. Painting them with the flavor of almonds. “Seems a waste not to clean it up.” He lifted my breasts in his hands. Higher and higher, until I could almost reach them.
I never thought this would be a reason to be glad my breasts were large. But hell, there were all kinds of things I hadn’t thought about right now. The taste of Everett made me shudder, even from my skin.
His hands gripped my hips hard enough to bruise. “Keep licking me off you, and I’m going to have to fuck you again, little nymph. Knot or no knot.”
I met his gaze, daring him to do it, and licked the last of him up.
“There.” Cam pushed once more, and he was fully seated inside me. So full I couldn’t quite breathe. If it felt like this, I was fully okay with not breathing. Just give me this wholeness I felt in the center of my soul.
“Good girl,” Cameron whispered into my skin. “Our perfect Omega.”
They rocked their hips together and my eyes rolled back. “You’re teasing,” I whined. “I can’t. I can’t .”
“When you’re ready, open your mouth for Micah, and be ready. Because we won’t stop when you do. No more teasing.”
I was ready. I was fucking ready .
Closing my eyes, I opened my mouth.
Everett’s fading knot pressed inside me where bright sparkling, crackling ecstasy lived. Friction from the two of them fucking in and out. So close and so full and I was already overloaded in every sense I couldn’t take more. Right?
The orgasm slammed into me all at once. My whole body. Someone had connected me directly to a power line. I should have been glowing. Molten and hot and melting. Drinking chocolate and scenting lemon sugar.
One moment I was coming, and the next I was coming again, one into the next. I was too far gone to have one . I was made of only pleasure now.
I didn’t know how long they fucked me before they came. I only knew what it felt like when they buried themselves to the hilt over and over. The sounds of their effort and our bodies coming together. The scent and the taste of Micah as he held my lips against his swollen knot so I didn’t miss a drop. The unreal heat of Cameron finishing and filling me and Everett’s knot stretching me once more.
I couldn’t support myself anymore. My body was limp and soft and finally felt satisfied. For the moment. They caught me before I collapsed on Everett’s chest, purring as they turned me between them.
True sleep found me before I could say anything else. But I was thinking words of love.