Chapter 48 #2
I drag my tongue up his shaft, enjoying his low moan as his eyelids drop to half mast to watch me. Doc said the drugs Avery pumped him with wouldn’t have long term side effects, but it doesn’t change how much I want her dead.
My lips wrap around the crown of his cock and I suck on it, my tongue playing with the piercing as I drool down his shaft.
Troy sinks his fingers in my hair as he pulls me down to the root of his dick before dragging me back up.
He continues to slowly fuck my face as I moan, and at one point he leans forward to snag the edge of the door and slams it shut.
“Mine,” he growls. He helps me up to pull me to the bed, carefully flopping onto his back.
“Yours,” I promise. There’s already slick dripping down my thighs, and he tugs me up until he can pull me onto his face. “Oh fuck, Alpha.”
“Soon, little omega. Let me taste you.”
His mouth opens wide as his tongue drags along my center and I whimper. His hands pull my hips down until I’m fully sitting on his face, and I lose myself as he drives me wild. He swallows my slick greedily as I ride him and my moans grow louder.
I gasp as I come, biting my arm to keep from screaming.
“So good,” he mumbles. Shivering with need, I back up until his cock is pressing against my ass.
“Now you have to promise not to flip me,” I say. “Your stitches are still healing.”
“Promise.”
I squish my nose at him as I guide his cock to my entrance. I have to rise higher on my knees to do it, and my eyes close as he begins to fill my pussy.
“Who am I?” I moan.
“My omega,” he groans. “Alisa Finnegan, the love of my life… Oh. Fuck yes. Ride my cock, baby.”
My lips curl into a smile as I look down at him. My alpha is clear eyed and laser focused on me.
“That’s right. You feel so good.” His cock fills me perfectly, dragging along my nerve endings to make me clench around him. I can already tell I’m going to come quickly. I haven’t had sex in what feels like ages due to how crazy life has been.
My hips roll as I take his cock deeper, and he props his arm beneath his head under the guise of following his marching orders. Our union is full of laughter and pleasure, which is what I love about my alphas. They can be so fucking intense, but we also laugh a lot.
“We’re planning a surprise for you,” he confesses, his eyes closing as I drop down on him.
“Oh?”
“No. I’m not supposed to tell. Oh. Goddamn, Alisa. Do that again, baby.”
I leaned forward while riding him, and I grin as I place my hands on the mattress to bounce on his cock.
“Yes. Yes. Fuck!”
His free hand squeezes my breast as I enjoy myself, and he’s a very good alpha and lays there for me. At this angle, his cock is rubbing against my g-spot and my chest heaves as my orgasm grows.
“Alpha. Please. Ahh. I’m close.”
“My knot wants you, baby. Can you take me?”
I’m rarely on top. I don’t know what it is, but my alphas enjoy caging and dominating me with their bodies. My color is always asked for, but I rarely need to ask for space. I trust them, really and truly.
Along the way of these crazy few months, they’ve shown me over and over how good they are. Sitting up I rock myself over his knot, moaning as he begins to push inside of me.
The door slams open and I scream. My alphas are wild and fierce as they enter the room.
“Everyone had other things to do,” Easton says. “I’m glad we didn’t miss too much. We’re just going to watch, and maybe assist a little.”
“Do you want to be knotted, baby?” Lyle asks, his eyes on my pussy as I try to push Troy’s knot into me.
“Yes. I was trying to do it myself,” I admit.
“I’ll help,” Easton says, kicking off his shoes before crawling onto our bed. His large hands wrap around my hips and he rocks me over Troy’s knot before dragging me down it.
“Ahh!” I wail. It feels so good, but fuck is it thick. My slick coats his knot, but even then, the stretch hurts as I begin to swallow it with my pussy.
“So pretty,” Lyle whispers.
“How are you doing, Troy?” Silas asks, his eyes moving between us.
“Green, very green,” my alpha growls. “You’re doing such a good job, Alisa. Fuck. I’m going to come, baby.”
“Please,” I whine. “Fill me up, Alpha.”
Troy groans as he moves his feet to lay flat on the bed. “I have to move.”
“Doc will yell at us,” Lyle chuckles. Once they make up their mind, no one can change it. They’re so fucking stubborn.
Troy begins to fuck his knot into me while Easton holds me still. My screams are loud as I come, and Troy roars out his release. I can feel his hot cum filling me, and all I can do is wrap my hands around Easton’s forearms and ride it out.
Avery and Tina didn’t break my alpha. They may have done their damndest, but they didn’t fucking manage it. I have no doubts that Troy will be doing a lot of work with our therapist for a while. However, no one can take away how we connect with each other.
Troy pulls me down to hold me close and I kiss him.
“Ready?” I ask, my voice breathy as I ride the high of my orgasm.
“Yeah. Do it, baby.”
“Oh shit,” Lyle whispers, but I ignore him as I bite down on Troy’s chest. My alpha groans, his hands squeezing my hips as he ruts again, his knot not moving much since he’s all the way in.
A bright light explodes over my eyesight and I gasp as our bond solidifies. I can feel Troy’s orgasm as he comes again, and I scream as it triggers mine. The two of us shudder and cry out with pleasure, and it feels like a never ending orgasm.
I only know I passed out when a hand rubs my back as I open my eyes.
“Oh my god,” I groan.
“I’ll take an eight minute orgasm over a seizure all fucking day,” Silas chuckles. “Lyle got you water.”
“Please tell me no one panic called Doc.”
“Considering Lyle and I both came in our pants, no. We didn’t.”
I giggle as I see the growing wet spot in my alphas’ pants, and lift my head to drink the water Silas offers me.
“Mmm.”
Silas offers water to Troy as well and shakes his head as he watches us. “Life is never going to be boring with you, baby.”
“I’ll keep you on your toes,” I grin. “Shit, I shouldn’t be laying on you, Troy.”
“Fuck it,” he mumbles. “I’m too comfy.”
I’m still knotted and can’t exactly go anywhere. Oh well, this is really comfy.
“Did everyone really leave?” I ask.
“I’m pretty sure Lyle may have nicely kicked them all out,” Easton grins. “I am the only one who didn’t come.”
“I can fix that,” Lyle says, pushing him against the wall. He drops to his knees and undoes Easton’s pants, growling as they drop to release his cock. “As Alisa likes to say, cum should be a food group.”
Fuck yes it should be. Easton’s head drops back as Lyle swallows down his cock, and I whimper as my pussy clenches around Troy’s knot. Troy groans as I strangle him with my walls, and Lyle gives us a show as Easton holds onto his hair and fucks into Lyle’s mouth.
It's raw and dirty, the sound of drool overflowing Lyle’s mouth loud as Easton’s hips piston back and forth.
Lyle, East, and Silas have been together a long time, and their trust has been built.
They know what the other person can take, how they like to be face fucked, and if they need to breathe or not.
I shudder as I watch, knowing I’m going to come again.
“They’re so fucking sexy together,” Troy whispers. Silas climbs onto the bed and reaches between Troy and I to begin rubbing my clit.
“I know you need it,” Silas croons.
“Yes. Please, Alpha,” I moan.
Easton’s pupils are blown out with desire as his head drops back. His hips mindlessly move, chasing his orgasm, and Lyle groans around his cock.
Silas’ fingers expertly play me like his favorite song, and I begin moving with Troy’s knot locked inside of me.
“Mmm. That’s it, baby. I think I have one more load of cum for you,” Troy groans. “I plan to keep you plugged full of it.”
“I want your belly to slosh with his cum,” Silas growls.
“Fuck,” Easton curses. “You’re going to kill me. Keep her pussy knotted and well fucked.”
My breaths quicken as my toes curl and my legs get tingly. I’m almost there. Silas can tell I am as well, and his fingers pinch my clit hard. Screaming, I hurl over the cliff and strangle Troy’s knot as I come. My alpha follows me as he yells out his release.
Easton gasps as he pulls out of Lyle’s mouth, pumping his cock as he comes all over his face. Lyle drops his tongue out in his rendition of a good little whore, and cum hits his chin, cheek, and covers his eyes. Lyle reminds me of a supplicant, praying for cum from his god.
The thought sets me off again and Silas gasps as he shudders.
“Fuck. What are you thinking about? Shit. God. Alisa!”
Lyle closes his eyes as he moans, and his back bows. “You’re a menace, baby. Fuck. I need a shower and a change of clothes.”
“Oh, I don’t think it’s all Alisa’s fault,” Easton grins. “You’re not going to be able to move until I clean off your eyes. Blinded by cum should have a photo of you in the dictionary.”
“I’d make that shit look good,” Lyle grunts confidently. I giggle as they fight together, watching as Easton walks into the bathroom to get a wash cloth.
Boring is for the birds. I fucking love my pack.