5. Cormac
Chapter 5
Cormac
“ S o… what do we do now?” she asked in a small voice.
“Come here,” I instructed gently, pulling her into my arms. “We can just relax, get to know each other better?—”
My words were cut off by lips being pressed against mine.
Hazel was gorgeous—I had to give it to Roman; he had fantastic taste. The omega was small but potent. Her lips were impossibly soft against my own, and I wanted to keep tasting her. Her hips wiggled, grinding her damp, exposed pussy over the crotch of my jeans as I pulled her astride my lap.
Her pheromones exploded in the air, and the fog crept into my brain. I wanted to do filthy things to her, to fuck her into the mattress so hard she would feel me for days.
If she wasn’t in heat, I would have been asking her even more questions about her limits, because the small and stubborn omega gave me the impression that she would be a lot of fun to play with.
Her whimpers increased, and with one hand, I tangled my fingers in the hair at the back of her neck, holding her in place. I wanted nothing more than to grip her there as I fed her my cock, but all in good time. My other hand rested on her hip, helping her seek friction on my cock.
Her slick saturated my jeans, and it was the best trophy an alpha could ask for. I was never going to wash them.
“Please,” she begged against my lips, her voice whiny and full of need.
Who was I to deny her?
“How do you want us?” I asked, pulling back. Her eyes were wide, pupils blown, lips swollen from kissing.
She was stunning.
Her brow furrowed as she looked between us, biting her lip, indecision clear on her face.
“It’s your choice, sweetness. It’s all about you.”
“I… can I see it?” she asked me, her face blushing as she spoke. I wanted to groan at how adorably innocent she looked asking to see my cock.
In one swift movement, I flipped us so she was pressed against the couch cushions. Standing slowly, I undid my belt as she watched with hunger in her eyes.
I had forgone underwear at the party, so as I opened the fly, my cock sprang free.
“Holy crap!” she choked, gazing at my length, which was studded with piercings, with wide eyes.
“Jacob’s ladder.” I smiled down at her. She scooted forward, so she was sitting on the very edge of the couch, her lips dangerously close to my cock.
Reaching out, she gently grazed her fingers over me. My cock jumped at the featherlight touch.
“You’re not going to hurt it,” I assured her.
She nodded, her eyes never leaving my cock as she took it in a slightly firmer grip, giving it a few experimental pumps.
Heat exploded across my skin. I was no stranger to sex, but this omega had me nearly ready to come with a few flicks of her wrist.
A wave of slick filled the air, and I was desperate to taste it, but I also didn’t want her to stop touching my cock. She was fascinated by the piercings, watching them with rapt attention as she stroked.
She was in for a treat once she realized how good they would feel dragging along the walls of her pussy.
I glanced at Phillip. He leaned forward, watching her intently. Roman was stretched out, his arms thrown over the back of the couch, settling in for the show.
“Can I taste it?” she asked softly.
Fuck me.
Had I died and gone to heaven?
When I’d left the party, I had thought the night had been a bust, and now there was a beautiful omega sinking to her knees in front of me, asking to taste my cock, looking up at me as she filled the room with the sweetest slick scent I had ever had the pleasure of huffing.
“You can do whatever you want to me. I’m yours to play with, sweetness.”
I could have sworn her eyes darkened at my words. With a smile, she leaned forward, slowly running her tongue along my length, grazing over every piercing as she took her time, humming in pleasure.
“You taste good.” She whined, looking up at me with a smile before opening her mouth and taking my entire length into her throat in one swift movement.
The shock of having my entire cock, piercings and all, buried in her throat made me jump, my hand flying to the back of her head, tangling in her hair there. It took a second, but I reminded myself to be gentle. To let her slowly adjust to my size.
Hazel was new to this.
Then again, the way she swallowed my cock like a professional made me think she wasn’t all that innocent.
The next few days are going to be fucking amazing.
“Fuck me, you’re swallowing my cock so well, sweetness.” She gazed up at me with wide eyes, her mouth stuffed full of my cock, and I almost exploded right there.
Before the night was out, I was determined to have her bouncing on my cock, making her scream as I knotted her. The piercings and the knot were a lethal combination, so I would let my pack mates get her nice and warmed up first.
When I glanced at Roman, he got the message. Sliding off his chair, he moved behind the omega, watching her rear intently.
“The view is fucking spectacular from here,” he said, tilting his head. “I can see all my cum leaking out of your pretty, swollen pussy.”
His hands moved to glide through her folds, and judging by the moan that vibrated around my cock, she liked the sensation. A lot.
“She’s going to be so full of cum before the night is over,” I hummed contentedly as she worked my length.
“That she is,” Roman agreed, his hands roaming over her ass as he lined himself up, shoving his boxers down so his cock was free. “I think she needs to be knotted again. Right now.”
I tugged at the nape of her neck, making her release my cock. Looking up at me with wild, hungry eyes, she whined.
“What do you think, sweetness? Do you want Roman to knot you again? I bet his knot will feel even bigger from behind while my cock is buried in your throat.”
“Yes!” she cried out, nodding enthusiastically.
I loosened my grip, and she swallowed me down to the base with ease, quickly lavishing my cock with attention.
Roman didn’t waste any time; he lined himself up and thrust forward, filling her entirely with no warm-up.
“Holy shit, she’s tighter than I remember. Fuck.” He set a quick pace, his head thrown back in bliss.
Hazel’s eyes rolled back, closing.
“Eyes on me,” I commanded, lightly tugging on her hair. Wide, desperate eyes met mine. “Do you like how Roman feels, sweetness? You’re doing so well, taking two cocks at once. Such a good little slut for us.”
“She loves praise,” Roman groaned. “She just tightened around me so hard, my cock may fall off.”
I hummed, my eyes never leaving hers as I lightly encouraged her head movements. Hazel was a natural, though.
“Do you like hearing about how amazing you are, taking so many alpha cocks? About how sweet your perfect pussy is just for us? Before you go home, we’re going to fuck you in every room of this house, filling you with knots and cum as you beg us for more.”
Her eyes darkened.
“She’s close,” Roman panted.
“Come for us, little omega, then, if you’re a good girl, I’ll fill your mouth and Roman will knot you.”
She whimpered around my cock, her eyes starting to roll back, but a small tug on her hair made her eyes snap back to mine. Her whole body trembled as she tumbled over the edge, moaning around the cock in her mouth. The vibrations were too much.
“Shit! I’m coming.” I groaned, removing my hand from her head. I had no idea if she liked to swallow.
Turns out, she did. Instead of pulling back, she sank her lips down to my base, looking up at me with pure filth in her eyes as she swallowed around me, taking every single drop.
My body shuddered with release, my legs tingling with the intensity.
“Roman,” I panted, nodding, letting him know she was done with my cock. “Make her see fucking stars.”
His hand snaked around her waist, pulling her up so they were both on their knees while his cock plunged into her depths repeatedly. Hazel threw her head back so it was resting on his shoulder, displaying her beautiful tits to me.
If she wasn’t in heat, I would have clamped them; they would have looked stunning with a dainty little chain running between them. Something gave me the impression that Hazel would enjoy that greatly.
Instead, I would have to make do with what I had. Leaning forward, I found her skin with my lips and started slowly kissing across her chest, giving extra attention to her nipples. Warming them up slowly with kisses before biting down and sucking. Hard.
Her body convulsed, and she let out a scream of pleasure.
“She just fucking gushed over my cock.” Roman clutched her hips tightly as he relentlessly fucked her while she was on display for me.
His legs were covered in her juices, and for a moment, I was jealous. I wanted to be the one coated in her slick.
All in good time.
Roman’s pace became disjointed. He was going to come. Lightly grabbing Hazel by the throat, I spoke. “How does it feel, omega?”
“H-he’s so big.” She panted wildly. “So full. Oh, fuck, I’m so full. So good. Please!”
“Please what?” I asked.
“Knot!” she screamed.
“I’m going to knot you. You’re going to feel me for days, omega,” Roman growled as he thrust one final time. My lips found Hazel’s as I swallowed her scream while Roman’s knot expanded in her.
Once her whimpers died down, I pulled back. We were kneeling on hardwood floors; that couldn’t have felt good.
“Roman. Sofa.” I jerked my head in that direction before looking pointedly down at our knees.
With a deep breath, he hauled up the omega, who was still attached to his knot. Her head lolled against him as she looked forward, dazed and knot-drunk.
Roman had knotted her twice now. I was jealous.
He situated them so he sat back on the sofa as she perched in his lap. She wiggled her hips, her eyes hazy.
“Still feeling needy?” I asked her.
I was already hard as a rock again. She nodded weakly.
“I made her come on my knot last time,” Roman said.
“Spread her for me,” I instructed, sinking to my knees. “Oh, that’s a pretty sight,” I cooed, my fingers lazily stroking over her clit. Her pussy was stretched impossibly taut over Roman’s knot, and I appreciated the sight as I stroked her clit.
Personally, I didn’t give a shit about being so close to Roman’s dick. We had all hoped that, one day, we would share an omega, so close encounters of the cock variety were kind of inevitable.
Leaning forward, I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked. Hard.
Sweet, fruity musk exploded in my mouth. Hazel tasted delicious . There was a hint of caramel to her slick, and it was so damn good. I wanted to feast like a starving man.
Her body thrashed on Roman’s knot, and his hands flew to her hips to keep her firmly in place.
“Jesus Christ, Cor, she just clamped down on my knot so hard. I don’t think my cock is ever getting free!”
That didn’t stop me. Instead, I doubled down. Hazel needed to get over this wave, and the only way to do that was through knots and orgasms.
“You better get used to it, then,” I muttered against her clit, biting down lightly and being rewarded with her cry of pleasure. “Because I don’t intend to stop.”
Her legs trembled as she came again, throwing her head back, displaying her chest. Phillip must have had a fucking amazing view of her as she came on his pack mate’s knot.
“Good girl,” Roman cooed in her ear. “You feel so fucking incredible. How does she taste, Cor?”
“Absolutely perfect.” I grinned up at her. Hazel’s eyes were hazy as she panted, resting back against Roman.
Fucking stunning.
Phillip stood as I rested on my haunches, looking over the sex-drunk omega. “I’m going to clear out my room—my bedding is the newest, and I’ve got black-out curtains. It’s not the best, but it’s the closest to a nest we have.”
“Nest?” Hazel asked weakly.
“Nest,” Phillip confirmed.