Chapter 28 #2
“You’re ready for me, aren’t you, baby?”
“Yes. Please. I know you said no knots, but maybe just a little one?” I beg.
“We aren’t little,” he chuckles, his lips curving into a wicked grin. “Show me how badly you want it baby. If you can make me lose control, it’s yours.”
The bond tells me he’s on the edge, despite his smile.
The crown of his thick dick is at my entrance and I wink at him as I sink down on it.
His green eyes heat just as Easton begins to drag his tongue from Silas’ base up to my puckered hole.
Whimpering, I clamp down around Silas and my alpha both curses and prays to gods I’ve never heard of.
“Easton, you sly son of a bitch,” he groans.
“My omega should get whatever she wants. I’m not afraid to play dirty to get it.”
“I’m not either,” Lyle grunts, his hand spreading a mixture of cum and slick over his cock. I drop my mouth open to taste him, and Silas groans, burying his head against the curve of my throat.
The mixed flavors make me moan around Lyle’s cock and I grin at East.
“All of you are on my shit list. I fucking hate you all.”
“No you don’t, Daddy,” Troy teases him. I don’t think he’s ever said this in public and my eyes grow wide for an entirely different reason than Lyle’s cock pushing its way into my mouth to face fuck me.
“That’s one for you,” Silas growls. “Please, continue to rack up your spankings.”
“Are you going to suck my cock or will it suck itself?” Troy pouts.
“Fuck. Troy is even more of a brat than usual when he’s high,” Lyle chuckles.
“Going to suck your cock and spank you later. Come here, brat,” Silas replies.
This is completely surreal. My body shudders as Silas and Easton prime my body to come, and I whimper as fingers pinch and torture my clit.
“Fuck!” I wail around Lyle’s cock. It’s more of a gurgle, really, because he thrusts deeper than before, his rhythm broken as he groans. We’re all a mess of moans and fucking, and while the location isn’t ideal and the timing illegal, my alphas are still gorgeous and incredible lovers.
I whine as Lyle pulls away, and Troy shushes me as Easton moves to give Lyle room.
The sting of his cock is welcome as he stretches my asshole, because it means I get more of my alphas.
“You’re so fucking pretty,” Lyle whispers in my ear as he curves his body behind mine. “Do you know how poised you looked, even while hating every minute of socializing?”
“It’s true,” Troy moans. “Words will never express how grateful I am that you came with me, even if it is a disaster.”
His thumb rubs over my lips as he continues to fuck Silas’ mouth, and I suck hard on it as he slips it between them.
Silas’ hands squeeze my hips hard as Lyle’s thrusts move me up and down his cock, while I squeeze Silas’ knot hard.
His pained groan around Troy’s cock has him sucking on a knot a second later and Lyle chuckles without humor.
“Are you ready, Little Fighter? We’re going to give you both our knots.”
I nod, aiding Troy in driving our alpha insane as I kiss down his throat and suck on his Adam’s apple. Silas makes a strangled sound as Lyle’s hands push my hips down on his knot while he drives his into my ass.
“That’s it, baby. Let everyone know you’re fucking ours,” he growls. “No one else can touch you without losing a hand.”
Shuddering, I turn my head to meet Lyle’s lips and he sucks my soul out of my body as his tongue slides over mine.
Fingers continue to light my nerves up as they press and roll over my clit, and I begin to join the other pornographic sounds of the other party guests.
Lyle does his best to swallow them down, but it’s impossible as both he and Silas knotted me.
“Relax, baby. Fuck, you’re doing so good. Push out a little. God, yes,” Lyle gasps, his free hand ghosting up my side to play with my breast.
“I hope you’re all enjoying the party,” Mitch calls out into the yard.
“Bastard,” Lyle grunts without hesitation against my lips. “I’m going to find a way to end him. I swear it.”
“As you begin to get your bearings, you’ll be free to make your way out. Please be sure to pick up your goodie bags on the way out. There’s everything from contacts of brand deals tailored to your needs to presents to thank you for attending,” Mitch continues.
“Bribes to keep our mouths shut,” Troy rasps. “Daddy…fuck. I’m gonna come.”
Silas grabs a handful of Troy’s ass, keeping his knot flush against his mouth as he sucks noisily, and I whimper as my eyes shut.
“Silas is committed to sucking down every drop now,” Lyle murmurs. “Troy’s cum is so fucking delicious.”
“I need someone to catch my cum or I’m gonna blow all over you,” Easton confesses shakily. My eyes snap open, looking for him, and I find him beside me, working over his cock silently. “I didn’t think I’d have to come again…”
It’s these fucking drugs.
“At this rate, we may be continuing at home,” I whimper.
“We’ll make love to you all damn night and sleep the day away as long as it’s in our house,” Lyle says.
“With all the locks engaged,” Troy rasps as if it’s a promise.
Fuck yes, I can’t wait to get home.
“I got you,” I promise Easton, my hand wrapping around his wrist and pulling him closer.
My lips wrap around his tip as he continues to jerk himself off, and I moan as knots fill me up.
I feel as if my skin is vibrating, and Silas’ hand holds me still as he begins to rut into my cunt from beneath me.
I’ve been a bad girl, Alpha. Please punish me with your fat knot!
Silas’ amusement and desire slide over my senses and Lyle groans as he bites my shoulder possessively. I am going to have all kinds of bites and bruises soon, and I don’t think I’ll mind it. I’m so fucking loved by my men and I know it.
Troy curses as he begins to come, and it seems to trigger all of us. I’m going to be such a fucking mess by the end of this. Knots and cum are not meant for public sex without some kind of clean up planned.
Easton’s mocha flavored cum hits the back of my throat in thick spurts, and I greedily swallow it down. I know he’s overflowing my mouth despite my best efforts, and Lyle licks my chin with a growl. When in doubt, have an alpha on cum cleaning duty.
I’m completely cum drunk as I collapse on Silas’ chest, and fingers run through my hair and back as my eyes begin to close.
“We’ll get you home,” East whispers. “Sleep while you can.”