42. Oscar
Oscar
O ur omega reaches for me with a whimper at the back of her throat. Her scent spikes again, burrowing into me as her need entwines with my own, the bond spiking in my chest.
Fuck.
Kenny flips onto her stomach, her knees drawing up. Presenting. Her leggings are soaked when I brush my fingers over her.
Mine.
My snarl ripples out as I sink my fingers into them and tear. They split easily under my grip, the shreds falling around us as I push her down, my hand between her shoulder blades as I use the other to raise her hips.
Wait—
Shit. I can’t think . I flip her again, onto her back this time, and lean over her. My mouth presses into hers, my tongue slipping inside. Tasting, as my fingers run beneath her tee. I pull back just enough to peel it from her head and toss it aside. She tilts her neck, and I groan, low in my throat.
Thank fuck for no underwear.
My mate is bare and glistening, her pussy swollen as she reaches for me again with need clouding her eyes. Even her breasts look painfully swollen, the brown peaks tight and solid beneath my hand as I run my palms over them.
Blindly, I reach for my own top. The others shuck off their clothes around me, tossing them aside, and I throw my tee through the doorway with a growl. My jeans follow as I kick them off, until I can press my bare skin to Kennedy’s waiting body. My knot is already full and heavy, throbbing as I push my legs apart and settle myself between them.
Kenny whines, already lost. “ Knot .”
Not yet. With the small hint of clarity I have left, I glance around. Theo is pumping his cock beside me, his eyes fixed on Kenny and his own gaze lost. Max and Jake aren’t much better.
Good . She needs everything. Everything we can give her.
Max leans forward. He seals his mouth over Kenny’s nipple as she cries out, pushing into his mouth. On her other side, Jake does the same, both of them pulling and tugging gently at the swollen bud. Their hands hold her steady.
Theo shifts up the bed, his hand running over his cock. A flicker of uncertainty flashes over his face as he glances back at me.
We talked about this. All of us. At length, and in great fucking detail. And Kenny was very clear that she wanted everything . A fresh slate. Our teeth in her skin. Her bites in our skin.
She chose this. Chose us.
At my nod, he carefully grips her chin, nudging the head of his cock against her full lips. Our mate swallows him with a needy groan, the sucking sound filling the air. Short, moaning noises come from her throat, and Theo tips his head back on a gasp.
Yes, she needs this.
We all need this.
I need her more than I’ve ever needed anything else. Fucking desperately.
I slide my hands up her inner thighs, pushing them open. My hands slip beneath her ass cheeks, pulling her pussy up to my mouth. I’m going to fucking feast on my mate.
The choked cry she lets out as I wrap my lips around her clit has me purring within seconds. The rumbles push straight into her pussy like a built-in vibrator as she bucks and twists and pleads in choked little noises.
Her slick is already flowing. Sweeter than nectar. Sweeter than normal, even, the faint chocolate scent that usually hangs back filling my mouth as I bury my face into her, licking and lapping and nipping.
It doesn’t take long. A few minutes before she’s mewling around Theo’s cock. He shudders, filling her mouth with seed as her throat works, sucking it down, and her slick bursts onto my tongue. I suck and lick as much of it as I can until I can’t take any more, my knot so heavy it feels as though I might fucking burst before I have chance to bury myself in Kenny’s pretty cunt.
I push her legs wider. Theo pulls himself free, and she cries out beneath Jake and Max as they work on her.
Theo moves to her neck, pressing his lips to it. Teeth flash. And when he pulls back, there’s a perfect, neck bitemark embedded in her skin. This one a silvery color, a direct contrast to her scars.
Her head tilts, leaning against his before he presses his lips to hers and the haze overtakes her again. He backs away, watching her with wonder in his eyes.
“Enough.” It’s a low snarl. I want her focused on me for this. “Look at me, mate.”
I pump my aching cock, notching it against her swollen entrance. “This is yours.”
And I thrust inside in one, deep push, as Kenny’s back arches and I slip my hands around her, pulling her up to me. One hand supports her ass as I hold her in mid-air, the other gripping her neck as I press our foreheads together and thrust, her hips locked around my cock.
Her breasts bounce, and I snap at them with my teeth as her neck stretches out against my grip. Pulling her closer, I tease my bite, running my tongue over it as I settle her onto my lap, burying my cock as deep as I can get and rocking my hips until her pussy is twitching on me, more of that slick easing my way as I settle deeper. My knot teases her entrance, and she pauses, eyes flicking to mine.
I bite down on her lip. Gently, but enough to remind her. “Mate.”
She softens instantly. My knot pushes inside, filling up every inch of space and stuffing my mate fucking full. Her feet twitch helplessly, her legs dangling as it seals around her, locking her onto my cock with a savage satisfaction that flickers in the bond between us.
I bite down on her nipple. Enough that she jerks, a slow whine slipping free as my own back arches, white hot release jetting into her soft heat. Not a fucking drop of it escapes as I pull her closer, bury my face in her neck and hold her steady. My palm moves up and down her back.
And I bite down. The bond sears into place, a piece of Kenny settling inside my chest. My body shifts easily to make space for her. Like she was always meant to be there.
I can feel her. Feel her contentment. Her need. Her…wants.
And at this moment, there’s only one thing she wants.
I guide her head to my own neck. Her head rears back, and she bites , canines sliding into my skin and leaving a scar that I’ll display with pride for the rest of my life.
Her tongue licks at it gently, an approving noise in her throat.
Max moves into place behind her. His eyes seek permission as I nod, easing back and bringing our mate with me. Max wraps her hair in her hand, pressing his lips to her neck as she mumbles. His fingers brush us both as I wait. He gathers up the slick that covers us, pressing it against her ass as she shifts against me, held tightly by my knot. Her mouth opens on a gasp as he pushes inside with his fingers, in and out, testing her. Getting her ready.
We prepared for this too. Her eyes try to focus on mine as she wiggles, seeking more. My hand gently squeezes her breast. “Wait.”
Max presses her into me until she’s held tightly. His hand slips around, curving over her throat and stroking her skin as he tips her head back for a kiss. She gasps into his mouth as his cock slips inside.
I keep playing with her breasts, rubbing at them, toying with her nipples as she relaxes and he pushes deeper.
Her body was made for this. Needs it. As much as possible, as quickly as possible.
We’re here to serve. She starts to push back against him, but my knot refuses to let go as she pulls. She slumps into my chest, burying herself closer instead as Max presses more of his weight against her, the two of us holding her in place.
Her sigh is pure, omega satisfaction as Max grunts, bottoming out. I feel him there, only her thin walls separating us, and Kenny’s eyelashes flutter as she squeezes. Clenching us both.
Max and I both groan. My forehead presses against hers as she tries to rock again, but can’t. She has to lay there. I hold onto her, my arms wrapped around her back as Max grips her hips and thrusts in slow, shallow movements that build into deep rocking.
My knot softens, loosens. Running my hand through her hair, I lift her from me. Jake is waiting, and he slides into my spot, laying down as Max guides her over him.
A low groan falls from his lips as she buries his cock in her pussy, rocking back and forth until the three of them find a rhythm. I wait for it.
They both strike at the same time. Max’s bite settles on Kenny’s shoulder blade, Jake’s in the hollow of her throat. Kenny’s throaty cry fills the air as Jake guides her forward, and her teeth flash again, digging into his right pec.
Max offers her his arm next. Unusual, but he told us he wanted it somewhere he could always look at. A fierce joy lights up his eyes as Kenny sinks her teeth into him.
I crawl over to the shelf, pull open the small fridge and take out some water, sucking it down. Theo drops down beside me, and I pass it to him.
Three days of this, without stopping.
We can last that long.
Kenny snarls down at Jake. Her teeth nip at his neck, over his bitemark. She throws her head back against Max’s shoulder, glorious red hair trailing down her back. She’s a goddamned fucking goddess, and we’re her willing acolytes.
Maybe.