Chapter Seventeen #3
“Ah ah, wedari, don’t worry about my pleasure,” he rumbles, rubbing soap between his hands. “Let Wells and I clean you, then Nara and Ry will feed you and we’ll knot all your holes again.”
I nod, eyes closing, drifting off in the wonderfully cool water to their purrs and soft hands.
I’M FED, THOUGH I HAD to be bribed—with a cock—into eating a few bites. My body had not been interested in subsistence.
And then I get blissfully knotted, this time Nara and Wells using my ass and pussy, while Ry took my mouth and Zallan lead my hand to his huge, hard cock. Wells was also not afraid to fuck me hard, which I had loved, releasing again and again to Ryson’s praise.
I DOZE, COCKS FILLING me in every possible way, cool water given to me and uncomfortable towels used to wipe me up. I whimper and squirm away from the towels. My alphas coo for me, calming me.
“Too rough,” Nara mutters.
“Softest ones we have,” Zallan answers. “Order new.”
My awareness seems to return in a haze. I’m laying on Nara, his cock up my ass, and Zallan is kneeling in front of us, stroking himself. Wells is rubbing my pussy, holding a tin of cream.
“Just some healing cream in case you’re getting sore, baby,” he explains.
It’s needless, I trust them.
Zallan leans over and kisses me. “I’m going to mark you while I knot you this time, my omega.”
I nod, head lolling, purrs surrounding me.
He feeds his cock into my aching pussy. “Please,” I beg, though I don’t know for what.
Zallan’s hips piston, the slap of our flesh hard and fast this time. I moan, close to an orgasm again. His thrusts push me onto Nara and I feel his knot at my bottom.
“Ready?” He asks, tightly.
I whimper, nodding.
“Hold,” Zallan grunts, “Almost.”
A few more thrusts and Zallan’s knot stretches my pussy open. Nara tugs me down, his knot entering me in a painfully good stretch.
Suddenly, Zallan strikes, his mouth stretching open as he bites my neck.
It’s like getting hit with a baseball bat, the pain somehow clearing my brain.
I gasp, pussy clenching and I feel his teeth in my flesh.
The pain morphs to utter pleasure, and then Nara’s mouth clamps on the other side of my neck.
I cum and cum again, insensible.
When I manage to draw a breath, Zallan and Nara are whimpering orgasms into me.
“Bite us, sweetheart,” Nara moans, eyes closed.
I lean into Zallan, biting that gorgeous muscle over his shoulder. My teeth aren’t made for this though and I worry at him a bit. He moans and whimpers, obviously enjoying it, so I go harder, finally tasting blood.
I let go and Nara’s wrist is in front of my mouth. I bite hard, the skin there thin and it gives easier, more blood in my mouth than the last time.
My eyes close, exhausted, as I’m praised and loved on, touched and cleaned.
I SWEAR THAT ZALLAN curls me to his chest on the couch for awhile, before I wiggle to straddle him and force my pussy against his cock. He chuckles, purring, stroking my back, and tells me what a good omega princess I am as I ride him to maybe forty-seven orgasms and a fat knot pulsing in my cunt.
I SCREAM AS I FEEL the pointed teeth in my neck.
It’s Ryson, his tilted horns clear in my view as my brain unfogs.
I’m kneeling over him, riding his huge cock.
He lets go of my sore neck and I thrust myself down on him.
My pussy is knotted and I feel someone behind me, working my bottom.
Wells shoves in quickly and I whimper. I lean down, too low to reach Ry’s neck so I bite his chest, shaking my head a bit as I worry at his blue flesh.
The knot takes my asshole as I cum, Ry’s blood in my mouth, and Wells’ teeth entering the other side of my neck.
As soon as my orgasm abates, I twist, my teeth aching, searching. I think they sink in somewhere between his nipple and his armpit but I don’t stop until I taste Wells’ blood.
Now they are all mine.
WHEN MY EYES NEXT OPEN, the light coming in the large windows makes me think it’s evening. I lick my dry lips as I try to sit up.
Suddenly, Ryson is there, holding my back and bringing a cup to my parched lips.
“Did I sleep, and get fucked, all day?” I croak.
Ryson raises a thick eyebrow. “My love, we’ve been knotting you on repeat for four starrises.”
My mouth drops open and I look around. The sheets in the nest are different and most of the blankets are on the floor. A stack of fluffy towels sits on the table by the nest and I see water cups all over the place. In the nest, Zallan and Wells sleep hard.
“We took to shifts after the initial knotting sessions,” Nara says from the doorway. He holds a plate of scrambled rytyl eggs.
“That smells delicious,” I mutter. He places it on the table and sits next to me, hand to my forehead.
“I feel... well, like I got hit by a truck. A truck with four huge cocks,” I mutter.
They laugh quietly. Nara grabs the plate and starts to hand feed me bites.
“I... can... do...” I say between bites.
“Hush,” they both say. I grin, leaning against Ry as I hold a hand out for Nara.
“I love you,” I say gently, my hand going to my tender neck. “And I’m yours.”
“Yes,” Ry agrees, and I look to his chest, feeling a twinge of regret. My blunt teeth had made a mess of him a bit. “Ours.”