Chapter 22 #3
“This looks like the only kind of party I enjoy.”
“She has four more to go,” Daddy Silas growls. “She’s so goddamned wet.”
East steals Lyle’s drink and walks over to stare at Silas’ work. He breathes on her overheated flesh, enjoying her squirming as he presses on the welts building on her skin.
“Between wearing the plug tomorrow and this, you won’t be able to sit,” he says.
“It’s a good thing we’re finally going to the botanical gardens tomorrow,” Silas grins. “She won’t need to sit much.”
“So damn beautiful,” East grunts, taking a sip of Lyle’s whiskey and moving toward me.
His hand wraps gently around her throat and she allows him to pull her off my cock.
He doesn’t say a word, his mouth clearly full of alcohol.
Instead, he drags his thumb over her bottom lip and her eyes remain on his mouth as she drops back her head and opens for him.
“Goddamnit, Easton,” Lyle groans, watching as East’s lips twist in amusement.
Opening his mouth, he dribbles the whiskey into hers, giving her a solid stream until it overflows and drips down her chin.
“That’s all yours, baby. Swallow for me.”
Carefully closing her lips, her throat works as she swallows the alcohol, her tongue darting out to collect anything she missed.
“A little pain reliever to help, because Silas isn’t going to go easy on your puffy, swollen pussy.”
“It feels warm…everywhere,” she mumbles. She’s high on sensation and cock drunk, and it occurs to me that she’s never had alcohol before.
“I think we have another first,” I say softly.
“I’ve never had alcohol before,” she shrugs.
“A little bit won’t hurt,” East decides, his fingers flexing over her throat. “You’re in the home stretch, baby.”
His eyes move over to Daddy Silas, who smiles back at him. “She’s doing great and knows I won’t ask for her color again. Also, no one is allowed to come without my permission.”
“Looks like I’m all caught up then. I’m going to enjoy the show.”
East grabs a chair and hands the drink back to Lyle, though it doesn’t escape my notice that they’re now passing it back and forth. Lyle has a healthy fucking pour.
Daddy’s hand begins to slide back over Alisa’s ass, pulling a moan from her as she wraps her lips around my dick again. His fingers spread her open, keeping her ass from protecting her pussy as he uses his free hand to spank it hard.
Her body writhes as she tries to escape the pain by sucking my dick, barely remembering to whimper the number seven around me.
Her eyes meet mine and I widen my eyes, silently checking on her.
She nods before she swallows me down until her nose is nuzzling against the root of my cock, and I yell as she sucks around me.
Silas’ thumb grazes against her clit before he slaps it. The vibration of her scream runs through me for the next several pussy claps, to which she finishes counting despite her mouth being full.
“Shh. You did so good,” Daddy says, lifting her off my cock to cuddle her against him. “I didn’t think you were going to make it.”
He kisses her even as he dries her tears, and she doesn’t seem too upset as she straddles him.
“Daddy…”
“Yes, sweet little omega,” he says, unbuttoning his pants and shoving them off. “Are you okay to keep your arms behind your back still?”
“Yes. I was really good, and I want your cock,” she says, sounding a little feral.
Damn, edge a girl and see how demanding she’ll get.
“Watch her eyes,” East grunts, watching us.
“I see it,” Silas says softly. “Take what you want, baby. You can’t fall asleep after though, okay? We need to bring you out of the floatiness you’re feeling slowly.”
“It feels good.”
Silas holds his cock in place to allow Alisa to sink down on it, and she sighs as she finally gets what she wants. Her pussy lips are plump and swollen. Fuck me if I don’t love how gorgeous they look.
Her hips rock as she works more of Silas’ cock into her cunt, her pussy squelching as slick runs down his shaft.
“I’m in love,” East whispers.
“I think I said it first,” Silas smirks, kissing our omega. “We love you so much, sweet girl. Fuck, you’re trying to break off my cock, aren’t you?”
“Without pain…there’s no gain?” she asks, hissing as I squeeze a handful of her reddened ass. “Rude. I don’t think I was done with your cock yet. Bring it to me.”
“Yes, bossy brat,” I say with a deep chuckle, getting onto my knees. “Fair warning, Daddy Silas. I’m really close to coming.”
“Daddy… Jesus Christ,” he groans. “The two of you are impossible together.”
“We’re amazing,” Alisa corrects, opening her mouth and dropping her tongue out.
“Can I come on your face?” I growl, sliding my cock over her slick tongue. “I want to cover you in my fucking scent.”
“Yes, Alpha,” she says, her tongue still sticking out.
“I’ll get the plug out of her,” Lyle grunts, standing.
“Nothing like a little teamwork among packmates,” I chuckle.
“I’m also biting you…Right after I bite Alisa.”
Fuck, maybe these brats are biting off exactly what they can chew.
“Can’t wait,” I moan, thrusting into our omega’s inviting mouth.
I love my life.