50 Kit

It took me by surprise, unprepared for its complexity.

The last time I went into heat, I didn’t feel quite like this, but I had been out of my ruined state for a while.

This time, it came at the worst time. I only healed for two weeks, so I wasn’t ready to deal with what my body yearned for.

I wanted to call my cycle a bitch for doing it to me.

Sweat coated all along my glistening body as I dampened the blankets and pillows around me. My heart rate wouldn’t slow because I hadn’t fed my Omega what she desperately craved. She coveted to be mated and pleasured by a pack, and it would be difficult for any Alpha to say no when like this.

My hand shakily reached for Damien’s new jacket, saddling up to the flannel he once sheltered me in when I tasted freedom the first time. How I wished he’d be here. How I wished he and Ryatt’s pack could be mine. The thought of them sharing me trickled in.

Clenching my thighs, I kept promising myself I wouldn’t go that route, even in my mind.

Anika understood to keep my problem silent.

Now two days in, I struggled as the heat worsened.

My toys weren’t doing the job, and every orgasm I gave myself felt empty in my hollowness.

Hating it, I closed my eyes and prepared to use the spare vibrator that didn’t sit on the charger right now.

I had to keep going between the two because one would die after a usage through one wave.

In my silk crimson nightie, I pleasured myself underneath the fabric as my thighs opened wide.

Knowing I couldn’t ignore it, I had to give in and deliver another orgasm.

Sadly, my body knew I wasn’t taking the knot that would impregnate me.

Heat cycles were the worst part of being an Omega and being an unmarked one made it even worse with the hint of danger.

The door to my room opened just as I touched the vibrator to my clit, revealing Franco and Kashmir.

They had a front row seat to what I did, mesmerized by the soft circling of my wrist. Almost like hypnotizing them, their eyes followed the movements I created against myself.

Being watched excited me in ways I couldn’t describe, so I kept going to indulge this new fantasy of mine.

Letting it play out, I could see how my chest heaved for breaths as I pleasured my core in front of them.

They were more than able to see the pussy between my legs as I spread my folds with my free hand for the wand to play down the middle.

This brought me a sick satisfaction I hadn’t known I desired until this moment.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Franco growled, walking into the room as though he owned my quarters.

“I’m handling things,” I replied in a husky tone, breathless from the actions of my own toys.

“The fuck you are,” Kashmir snarled.

Before Kashmir could walk toward me, Franco stopped his movements. There was this sort of sneer on his face that told me I wouldn’t like what he planned to do next. “Kash, if she wants to handle her things by herself, then we should handle our things by ourselves.”

Just like that, Kashmir caught onto what he said and delighted me with a menacing smirk of his own. “You’re absolutely right. You know, there’s a certain place I can’t reach. Would you mind handling that spot for me right here, on the edge of her bed?”

I had to lift the vibrator from my clit because this illicit idea already started becoming too much for me.

I knew exactly what these two were going to do because they used to tease me like this back in high school.

They’d fondle each other and force me to watch only to heighten my needs more by the end of the day.

Franco’s hands that reached around Kashmir’s front to undo his belt. His pale skin was so different to Kashmir’s golden tone. They looked absolutely beautiful next to each other because of the stark differences in their hues. I could see where each of them was because of it.

His shaft slipped free, already hard and long, ready to fuck me because he could scent my problem like anyone else outside my door. Going into heat unmarked meant men got an automatic boner. We planned for this, keeping people out of my wing, but they were here this time. They came to play.

Franco didn’t bend Kashmir over right away as his hand began to jerk his mate.

I watched as Kashmir faced me with Franco, both meeting my gaze as they worked together to punish me for not asking for help.

They didn’t have a knot to provide, but their girth would sate the hollowness.

Both were Betas, and they enjoyed being bottoms for the others, but Franco would top Kashmir in moments like these.

I tried to remember where I sat, but the urgencies within my body were already too much as it was.

Adding them to the equation became too brutal.

Losing myself completely, I knew I’d cum too fast if I placed the wand against my swollen areas.

Trying to keep it together, I simply watched…

being too much without the buzz. I could only smell myself because of how strong it had become, but I pretended I smelled them from having their scent memorized.

For this next wave of heat, I allowed myself to indulge in this taboo fantasy.

Kashmir finally bent over the bed just enough that I could see below him while giving Franco access to his back.

I didn’t see Franco’s cock come out, but I could only imagine it was standing proud in his glory.

Franco wasn’t cruel enough just to plunge into Kashmir, so I watched how his shoulder moved because he worked his fingers inside of the Beta.

He stretched him wide to take his girth, and Kashmir wanted it.

Franco’s freehand that wasn’t already playing, kept adding saliva to the spot to ensure it wouldn’t be painful when insertion happened.

Within a matter of minutes, I watched Kashmir’s eyes blow with lust as Franco slipped his tip inside slowly.

I could tell the exact moment he hit Kashmir’s hidden G-spot.

I put the vibrator back to my clit, ready to ruin myself with them.

Now that we were all finding some sort of pleasure together, I allowed this to happen.

I circled my swollen nub as Franco began fucking Kashmir like a maniac.

Kashmir held the post at the end of my bed because Franco had gone mad with his need to seek pleasure.

A glorious mess of moans and cries, and I knew my mind would never forget how Kashmir looked while being taken like this.

He finally braved letting go of the post with one hand to jerk himself for me to witness.

Franco reached around and began twisting Kashmir’s balls in his hand to help the Beta reach his end.

Reality wanted logic to step in, but the forbidden nature knew I wanted more. Now that extra time had been going by, I wanted these men. Like I told Ryatt, I couldn’t have them without giving up Damien, so I wouldn’t commit to being marked. Having them as lovers would have to be enough for now.

My bed began to drag toward Franco. It turned me with how rough he got without it being a forced situation.

Kashmir kept hissing because he was the one having everything stimulated all at once.

I watched as the leaner man couldn’t help himself.

When he came, his load shot straight at me, hitting me down my front like an arching gush.

I’d been his target, and he hit the bullseye.

That’s what triggered my own to launch as my climax began. I fell lost to it, feeling my spray of juices spray out of me, soaking my bed. I had been living in my own wetness because of how often I had to cum the last two days.

My end was what triggered Franco as he began to howl from behind Kashmir. He didn’t pull out though, making the ass take every last drop of it. It took us all a minute to gather ourselves and for Franco to pull out, but he couldn’t knot for the drawn out release an Alpha provided an Omega.

Franco moved into the bathroom to grab some towels and came out to clean us off.

I forgot what this sort of aftercare felt like, but I knew I missed it.

They climbed into the bed with me and held me between them like we never left the other’s embrace.

I knew this reality was real, but I still couldn’t trust it.

With the wave calmed down, I knew I still had several waves to go through, but I wanted them to be here when the next one came.

I wanted to be selfish and take what I wanted.

Closing my eyes, I fell asleep in their arms as each refused to let go.

Now that I had a lot of them back in my bedroom, I found one in here each night.

It was everything I thought I’d never have again, but I knew it’d lead to more heartbreak later on.

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