Chapter 22 #2
Grant continues to eat her out, and his noises make me closer to coming. I am not interested in him at all sexually, but his enjoyment of Isolde’s pussy is like listening to someone eat a gourmet meal.
I am seriously aroused at how well he’s treating our girl, and I can tell Lucas is too as his arm wraps around my waist to keep from collapsing.
When Isolde screams out her release, she continues to pump the base of my shaft as if she can tell I’m ready to come. Ropes of my release hit her face and eyelashes, because I’m unable to shove my dick down in time to keep that from happening.
My jaw drops as she goes on to suck Lucas’ dick, completely nonplussed.
What happened? Alesso asks through the bond. We agreed that we wouldn’t use it much until we could break the news to the rest of the pack since it wasn’t planned.
Our omega just surprised me is all, I reply.
Because she’s magnificent, he sasses me before disappearing from my mind.
Yes, that’s exactly what she is.
Grant rises onto his knees, dragging his cock through our girl’s slick, growling at the way she seems to clench on nothing. Fuck, even I heard that.
“I’m going to fuck you, Little Nightmare,” he announces, his hands on her hips pulling her down his cock.
Isolde yelps as she’s pulled off Lucas’ cock, her face covered in my cum. Smirking, I watch as Lucas crawls after her, licking her skin clean of me.
“Oliver,” she gasps, her lashes blinking furiously as they stick together.
Chuckling under my breath, I grab a wet wipe I placed in easy reach and clean her eyes gently.
“Yes, Kitten?” I ask, watching as Grant uses her hips like handles to pull her up and down his cock.
I have to admit that it works well, and her tits look fucking fantastic as they bounce.
“What would you say if I asked you to sit on Lucas’ cock so I could suck you off again?” she asks.
It takes me a moment to understand what she wants, and then I glance over at Lucas as I watch him flop into his back and scoot back so that he can suck on Isolde’s clit as Grant fucks her.
“Oh. Goddamit,” Grant gasps. “I’m going to ignore any attempt to lick my cock, Lucas.”
“I’m pretty sure it would be accidental,” I smirk. “I think there’s lube somewhere around here since I think Lucas is on board with this.”
Grant and Isolde make a strangled noise and I lean down to see that Lucas is pulling his fingers out of her pussy as he collects her slick. He coats his own cock with it, and then goes back to his mission to pleasure our girl.
“I guess that answers your question,” Grant grunts. “Maybe we should find the lube for next time.”
Maybe…
Isolde
Oliver winks at me as he straddles Lucas’ lap and grabs his slick coated cock before sinking down on it. My lips part as I watch the way he takes every inch of it, his knees sliding him up and down.
“This was a really good idea,” he praises me. “Come help me take more by sucking on my cock, Kitten. It’ll help.”
Swallowing around the saliva that’s filling my mouth, I lean forward and do just that. I have three alphas that are currently pleasuring me or that I’m giving pleasure to.
Heat fills my stomach as I cramp and I clench down on Grant’s cock, my mouth too full to beg for his knot as I whine.
“I got you,” he promises, wrapping his arm around my waist to fuck me without moving my body. His piercings light up my nerve endings, each ball keeping me completely in the moment.
There’s no disassociating, nothing to spark a panic attack. There’s just men who adore me and the pain that they’re distracting me from with orgasms and knots.
His knot grinds against me, and lights spark across my vision as I bob up and down on Oliver’s cock. I adore how careful Oliver has been with me, allowing me to get my footing to decide if I enjoy giving oral.
It’s not just about the act of giving a blow job. It’s his spicy scent, the way that it makes me crave more as well. There’s also power in this. I have teeth and Oliver knows that I’m not afraid to use them.
I’ll never tell him this, but I think it’s sexy as hell that he also enjoys when I do decide to graze them across his shaft. Now that he’s riding Lucas’ cock, he can’t be as careful. Grant’s thrusts push me forward, and when Oliver moves up, it causes me to gag on his cock.
At first it surprised me, but I am finding that I enjoy it. Oliver drops his head back, forgetting to be careful as his cock fills my mouth and throat. I try hard to swallow around it when it feels like I’m choking and it does help.
Little by little, I am embracing things.
Grant works his knot inside of my entrance, and I squeal as Lucas thrusts his hips up to fuck Oliver back.
“Sorry, Kitten. Fuck, you were worried about us rutting you, and I think my asshole is the one about to be wrecked,” Oliver groans.
There is something about how casually he says this as his fingers tangle into my hair that does it for me. My heart races as he attempts to help with how much cock I’m swallowing, but I don’t want his help. Pushing myself down his knot, I suck on it as I shove his hips down Lucas’ cock.
“Oh,” he gasps. “Yes, Kitten. Shit. Make me take his fat knot. Fuck, it hurts so fucking good.”
Oliver, the masochist.
His tight hole swells around Lucas’ cock, and he grinds down on his knot to attempt to take it. I love how he’s down for a challenge, and funny enough, that makes me break apart.
“Agh!” I scream as I come, pulling Grant’s knot deep inside of me.
Teeth bite down on my shoulder, and I shudder as black spots explode in my mind.
Isolde! Lucas’ voice fills my mind, something I’ve never experienced before. The bond must be getting stronger as time goes on.
The only person that could have bitten me from this angle is Grant, but I don’t care. I want them, all of them. It doesn’t matter how new our relationships are, it’s clear that Grant cares.
Even if he’s not sure how to tell me outside of obsession and gifts, his bite tells me more than anything else that he wants me with him forever.
“Grant,” Oliver gasps, but I pull my head up to look over my shoulder at a very unrepentant grin on my alpha’s face.
“I’m going to call you ‘menace’,” I say, my breath heaving. This is the first time I’ve ever had a heat where I’m actually aware.
I love this new experience. I want to remember everything. Every kiss, new bond, I want it all.
“As long as you’re my little nightmare forever,” he growls, his hand pulling my hair back to kiss me. It’s filthy, full of tongue and the tang of my own blood on his lips.
It’s also perfect.
“I’m going to fill you up with my cum,” he grunts. “You’ll be overflowing with it, beautiful. “
“What will that make me?” I ask, waiting for him to say something filthy.
“Ours,” he says, taking my breath away as his hips rock with his knot trapped in my pussy.
It’s not sliding out the way Lucas’ did, it’s stuck. It feels really good though, especially with Lucas focused on my very sensitive clit.
“Then don’t stop until I’m yours,” I whisper, feeling as if I’m confessing something important.
Alesso
Meet me at the stairs of the loft, Oliver says in my mind. He’s so damn bossy.
They’ve been up there for about twelve hours.
I wouldn’t be surprised if they’re tired.
I’ve been napping with Leila, hanging out with her, and also ordering things for the house that’ll be needed.
Grant left me a list of things he didn’t get to in her color palate, which I appreciate.
Overall, I’ve just been taking it easy because I knew that at one point, I’d be tapping in to help ease Isolde through her heat.
Oliver comes down the stairs with wet hair and joggers, smiling sleepily as he sees me.
“Lucas and I are going to get some shut eye while you’re up there with Isolde. She’s sleeping with Grant now,” he explains, taking Leila from me.
It’s almost midnight. The bambina doesn’t even twitch as Oliver snuggles her against his chest.
“Here are the cliff notes,” he says softly, moving closer to me.
Oliver, I am realizing, is a gossip and enjoys secrets. He just hasn’t had anyone to share them with before.
“Isolde is very lucid this heat. She’s experimenting more, and she’s also very bossy,” he chuckles. “She insisted that I sit on Lucas’ cock while she sucked my cock.”
“Oh,” I say, pride filling me for our girl. I’m not even jealous that I haven’t had sex with either of them yet. We have all the time in the world. “That sounds fun.”
“No fear at all. Her pain tolerance is unreal though, Alesso. You’re going to need to check in with her, because she won’t always tell you if she’s in pain,” he sighs.
Lucas opens the blackout curtains that separate the rest of the house from the loft, and steps out on to the first step. He’s wearing someone else’s pants since I watched him walk across the backyard buckass naked from the window, and he definitely looks exhausted. Our girl wore him out.
“Okay,” I nod.
“When you join Isolde, you’re going to see that she has two bites on her body. One is from Grant and the other Lucas. Both were, ah, mostly consensual,” he mutters.
“Mostly?” I grunt. “What the hell, Oli?”
His lips twitch as I borrow Isolde’s nickname for him. What can I say? It’s catchy.
“What the hell what?” Lucas asks, joining us.
“Nothing. Something Oliver said.”
“I was warning him of Grant’s bite,” Oliver explains.
“That surprised me, but Isolde was very happy with it. Grant is sporting his own bite from her that happened just before she fell asleep,” Lucas says. “Let her lead, but also do what feels right, Alesso. She’s lucid, relaxed, and having a really good heat.”
“Good,” I say, walking up the first step before I turn back. “Oh, Leila should sleep for awhile. She had a bottle not too long ago, so I suggest you grab some shut eye now.”
“Thank fuck,” Lucas yawns. “You’re a rock star. She looks so happy and calm.”