Chapter 35 #2
“You’re too careful,” Troy says under his breath. “She can do it.”
My eyes cross as Easton grunts and begins to grind his knot against the space between my knot and Alisa’s hole. Troy holds Alisa’s hips to keep her from moving, and she gasps as her already stretched hole begins to suck at his knot.
Lyle moves over to us and our omega helplessly begs him for his cock.
“Take turns,” he murmurs. “Share with your alpha so he won’t blow his load yet.”
“I might still,” I confess. My cock hasn’t softened in days if I’m honest. I couldn’t tell you if it’s been two or four since we walked into the farmhouse, but it’s ours for as long as we need it.
Easton booked a heat rental, meant for packs that need an isolated place to stay with their omega. They keep the house stocked at all times and it’s a miracle it happened to be empty, even if my omega refuses to eat anything other than alpha cum and frozen blueberries.
“Gimme,” Alisa begs. “Daddy, I want your cock.”
I open my mouth too, winking at Lyle as he pretends he’s going to give me his cock first. Troy pinches Lyle's ass before returning to his job of holding Alisa in place, and Lyle chuckles before tilting our omega’s chin up.
Her lips split around the weeping crown of his cock, her eyes closing in happiness as she pushes her tongue into his slit.
“Alisa. Fuck. It’s not fair to make me come yet. I refuse, baby. Don’t make me embarrass myself.”
“She’s a temptress,” I groan.
Easton begins to purr as he pushes his knot into Alisa’s ass, and if I thought space was tight before, I was delusional. It hurts as the pressure pushes against the root of my shaft, but it also helps clear me of the haze that was coming over me.
It’s better if he knots her because I’d be rutting her asshole otherwise. Either way, we are both in the thick of questionable decisions.
Alisa’s breasts sway gently with every breath as she’s pushed to her limits, and a deep blush of desire covers her skin.
“Keep breathing, baby. Your ass wants to be knotted so badly, I can hear the slick pushing out of it. That’s it,” Lyle groans, his hips beginning to thrust in and out of her mouth.
“Aren’t you going to share?” I ask, my hips pumping upward as Easton slides further in. At this point he’s letting gravity do its thing as he leans over us and pushes his hips forward.
“Your alpha wants a taste,” Lyle says. “Will you give him some?”
He pulls his cock out and Alisa leans back to show me her precum-covered tongue.
“Mine,” I growl, kissing her. Caramel slides down my throat as I drag my tongue over hers and swallow. Fuck. Easton meant it when he said all of his favorite things were in one place. Lyle tastes like expensive candy. “Suck on his tip with me, baby. He needs to be tortured too.”
Her smile is wicked as she turns to him, her pupils blown out until I can barely see the color of her eyes. She’s barely with us, and desire is riding her hard. Troy may swear we’re being too careful, but I can’t imagine being anything else.
Easton thrusts again and I grunt as he rolls his knot over my cock.
“You’re going to kill me.”
“If you’re dead, you can’t come, and then your omega will be sad. Don’t die,” Easton replies.
Good logic, but he’s still a dick.
Leaning toward Lyle’s cock I make an annoyed sound because he’s too far away.
He grins as he moves closer, and Alisa and I suck on his tip.
Honestly, it becomes a messy kiss with his cock as the third wheel.
Precum smears across our lips as we kiss each other, and we both groan and cry out together as Easton fries our nerve endings.
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to look at his knot without thinking about this moment.
It’s intense, and Alisa and my tears mingle together as we kiss.
The deeper he sinks into her ass, the further he leans over us until he’s sucking on her breasts.
It’s a testament to how flexible she is that she can easily keep her legs pulled up.
“I hope we put a baby in you,” he growls, making her moan.
We haven’t discussed this at all, but she clenches around us so hard, spots dance across my vision.
“Can we?” I ask against her lips, knowing we’ll be getting a very primal reply. “I’m aware we’re in the wrong hole for this, but there’s lots of time to rectify that.”
“Yes. Oh. Yes,” she mewls. I can see her trying to pull out of the haze of her heat as she blinks, and she whines as Easton continues to stretch her. A knot can take a while to fully push into an ass, but it’ll be longer since hers is already fully occupied. “Breed me, fuck me, alphas, yes.”
I can’t fucking help it. The pressure to come has been building, and Easton’s knot has been the only thing keeping it from happening.
“I’m coming. Fuck, we’re going breed you so goddamn hard,” I groan, shuddering as my toes sink into the mattress and I begin to thrust as I fill her with him.
“Jesus Christ. Si… Fuck,” Easton wheezes, his knot moving with me. I didn’t know it was possible to force another alpha to rut, but here we are, even with Troy keeping Alisa’s hips clamped down.
This heat is a learning experience for all of us.
Alisa wails as she comes, and Lyle strokes his cock as he watches. It’s hard not to be completely aroused when the people you love are writhing in pleasure together.
“Is it possible to come without being touched?” Troy asks, his nostrils flaring as I continue to flood Alisa’s ass with cum. It’s never ending, fuck me.
“Why do you think I end up with a load of cum in my pants more often than I’d like to admit?” Easton asks in return, his eyes hooded. “Aim toward me. We can use all the help we can get, then fuck it into her pussy.”
“Ahh,” Alisa screams, the back of her head grinding into my shoulder.
“Such a beautiful sight,” Lyle groans, his head dropping back as the first spurt of cum explodes from his cock. It hits her neck before the next one showers her breasts and Easton’s nose.
“It’s raining cum,” I growl.
“Halle…lujah,” Troy groans, his cock grinding over my hip.
“Fuck yes. Use me,” I gasp. “Alisa. Oh my fuck.”
She’s strangling Easton’s knot and my cock as she screams out her orgasm, pushing him over the edge as he slides the rest of the way in.
Troy roars out his own release, turning us all into a cum-covered mess, and Alisa releases her legs as she passes out.
“Please sleep for longer than five minutes,” Lyle begs as I chuckle.
“She may if she’s knotted,” I say.
However long she naps for, it’ll have to be enough.