Chapter 4
Chapter
Four
BALOR
My fingers ghost over Róisin’s skin, taking note of how warm it is. I’m not sure of what’s real at the moment. She’s in heat, but does she want to be touched?
Arching her back, she whimpers, and it snaps my control. I’ll ask for forgiveness later, and eat this pretty pussy now.
My large hands pull her asscheeks apart, and I inhale her scent, feeling as if my entire being just got rewired.
“Easy,” Deacon murmurs, joining me on the bed with Dorian. “We’ll talk about it later.”
He knows she’s ours.
Dragging my tongue over her arousal, I make it my mission to help ease her.
We’re both prisoners here, she just doesn’t know it.
If I don’t do what my father wants, my brothers and I will end up with our brains all over Róisin’s body.
She doesn’t need that type of trauma, and then there will be no one around to help her in any way.
Sucking and licking along her sensitive skin, I groan as blackberries and vanilla coat my tongue. Deacon moves toward Róisin’s face, and she scrambles to push herself onto her hands. Opening her mouth, she drops her tongue, begging for his cock without words.
I wonder if she really can’t talk, and make it my mission to make her scream with pleasure.
“I want to watch you knot her!” one of my father’s men yells. While there are a lot of potential business partners in the room, he also invited his closest advisers and friends here tonight in case there was any trouble.
Glancing in his direction, I wonder how he’ll be able to defend anyone with his cock down some whore’s throat.
“Don’t listen,” Dorian mutters. “Make her come, and then knot her. You’re too big otherwise. Don’t hurt her.”
Deacon begins to fuck Róisin’s mouth while my fingers slide inside of her, mimicking what my father did earlier. I hate that I’m getting any kind of instruction from him, but I’m a novice here.
“Pay attention to her sounds,” Dorian murmurs, his fingers pinching the plug to turn and twist it inside of her ass. Róisin’s noises become more and more insistent and I nod, reconcentrating my efforts on sucking on her clit.
With a muffled scream, Róisin finds her release, her slick exploding from her cunt to shower me with it. Grinning madly because I helped make that happen, I tug on my cock as I get up onto my knees.
“Together,” Dorian growls, pulling the plug from her slightly gaping hole. Fuck, why is that so sexy? “Virgin’s choice.”
Huffing out a dark chuckle, I shove my fingers into his mouth, making sure that my body is keeping others from watching what I’m doing. His warm tongue slides over my digits, his eyes crossing as he groans.
“Fuck.”
Smirking, I figure that’s the only answer he needs.
Moving around him, I lift Róisin’s body so that she’s draped over me.
She keens sharply at the loss of Deacon’s cock as it pops out of her mouth, and I find myself purring for the first time in my life.
Her arms and legs wrap around my body while I sit up, and she begins to suck on the pulse point of my neck.
“Fuck, baby,” I groan. “Make my day and bite me like a good girl.”
“Balor,” Deacon hisses, though he’s hiding a smile. “Don’t complicate things, the bites will have to come later.”
Her hand slides determinedly between us, her fingers wrapping around my thick cock. My head drops back at her touch, and it feels as if the rest of my blood is rushing south.
Róisin makes a small sound of surprise as I grow even more in her hand, and then she’s notching the crown of my cock at her entrance. Slick pours down my shaft before she drops onto my cock, causing me to shout at how tight she is.
“Don’t break him,” Deacon chuckles darkly, pushing my chest down. Róisin unwinds her legs from around my waist as she begins to roll her hips so my cock begins to drag slowly over her walls.
My fingers squeeze her hips, noting how thin she is.
God, I hate my father so fucking much. Deacon distracts me from my low growling by tilting Róisin’s chin upward to gaze at his bobbing cock just within reach.
Refusing to be teased, she reaches out and squeezes his knot until he hastily comes closer.
All around us are sex noises as people fuck.
We’re expected to be part of the performance here tonight so that my father can make lots of money tomorrow from hung over and sated alphas.
What the fuck do I know though? Don’t heats last longer than a day?
Deacon groans as Róisin swallows down his cock, his hand wrapping around her throat to keep her where he wants as his hips begin to flex and thrust. The muscles in his ass and thighs are a thing of beauty as he feeds his cock to the greedy beauty continuing to bounce on my cock without a care.
Working on instinct, I sit up again, sucking on her gorgeous breasts while my fingers rub her clit.
Her eager noises border on desperate, and her fingers bury themselves in my hair. Finding the bun, she rips out the hair tie, whining as she gets to fist my shoulder length locks now.
True to Dorian’s word, he moves behind Róisin, using the slick coating my knot on his own dick as lubricant.
His lips kiss up her throat as he bends his knees so he can press his cock against her puckered hole.
Róisin stiffens, and the three of us begin to purr softly.
It won’t benefit anyone for our father to notice what we’re doing.
Deacon pulls out of her mouth to kiss her, and my lips part in jealousy as I force Róisin to stop moving.
“Shhh,” I whisper in her ear. “Dorian is going to make you feel so good, baby. Relax, please.”
Rocking her over my knot to distract her, I rub her clit as Deacon continues to kiss her and Dorian works his cock deeper into her ass.
When Dorian groans, I swear the three of us feel it in our bones as we shudder.
Róisin whines, her hand moving to Deacon’s cock as she breaks away from his mouth to take a breath.
“Use my cock as a pacifier like a good girl,” he murmurs, pushing his way back into her mouth.
Róisin is unable to be patient and grabs his ass to pull him flush against her mouth.
Her body writhes as he constricts her airway, and the overstimulation of everything makes her come, screaming around Deacon’s cock.
Dorian slides all the way in, while I begin to fuck my knot into Róisin’s cunt.
The three of us are working together as life has always meant for it to.
It leaves less time to think about how fucked up this is.
I have a feeling that if it wasn’t us, then it would be Dad and his friends while she screamed in pain.
Instead, we can show her some grace by working to ease her through her heat. We’ll drown her pain in orgasms and alpha cum until she blissfully passes out. Hopefully, that’ll be enough to appease my father’s voyeurism kink.
While he’s pretending this is a reward for some kind of good behavior, it’s not. No one plans to lose their virginity with such a large audience. I attempt to exist in the shadows for a reason.
Attention usually comes with the price of being hit. It’s easier to keep my head down and not get noticed.
My head drops back as I feel the way this beautiful omega’s walls stretch as she takes my knot, my lips opening in a soundless scream.
“Don’t stop playing with her needy little clit,” Dorian rasps. Only I can hear him as I bury my face in Róisin’s throat, and I nod to show that I understand him. “Good. You know exactly how much it can hurt to take a knot.”
The three of us have been fucking since I became a legal adult. We all have urges, but refuse to touch the whores unless my father insists on it. Thankfully, he’s never bothered me about it.
Dorian and Deacon have always fucked me, never the other way around, so while my hole isn’t a virgin, my dick is. I don’t really count oral, as it’s how they tend to wake me up.
Róisin is soft and feels so different than we do, though I can see her ribs in painful contrast to her skin. Sucking on her neck, I gasp as I balance on my knees as I rut into her. Everything is softening around me as the world fades away. The only thing that matters are the people on this bed.
Reality bites, but maybe I’ll get lucky and she’ll bite me. What are my brothers going to do if they can’t stop it in time? What can anyone do?
Continuing to tease and rub Róisin’s clit, my vision whites out as she comes again.
Losing my battle, I empty my knot deep in her cunt, and Deacon’s fucking her throat again.
Dorian presses his lips to her temple as he begins to push his knot inside of her, and I continue to rut her because my cock isn’t showing any signs of slowing down.
I can feel Dorian through the thin barrier of membrane between his and my cock, and it makes everything so much more intense.
Everything comes down to moans, fucking, and her precious whines.
I don’t care how long her heat lasts, I plan to be there for it all.
Deacon finds his release with a yell, his head dropping back as his hips lose their rhythm.
Róisin swallows down his cum greedily, moaning as if it’s the best thing she’s put in her mouth all day.
Deacon slips out of her mouth, biting his lip as he glances at me.
“Share that pretty cunt with me?” he asks.
“How?” I ask, breathing hard.
Dorian hasn’t completely knotted Róisin, and she and I both hiss as he works his way out of her asshole.
“You’re okay, baby,” he whispers. “We need to adjust. Balor, turn so that you’re on top.”
Confused by what’s happening, I do as he says while Dorian sits where I was. Lifting her ass together, I listen as she mewls loudly, her chest heaving as he reenters her hole.
“Can you be a good little omega and take Deacon in your pussy too?” he croons.
Her eyes go wide as she lays sprawled between Dorian and I before glancing at Deacon who grins at her encouragingly. It’s not creepy in any way. My anxiety spikes as she begins to look ill, and her head drops back onto Dorian’s shoulder as she whimpers.
“Does it hurt?” he asks. Nodding wildly, her fingers dig into his arms where he unconsciously wrapped them around her.
“Then you need more cum stuffed inside you, baby. I haven’t come yet.
Let’s fix that and settle Deacon’s cock inside your pretty cunt until you’re overflowing with all of our release. ”
It doesn’t take her long to think about it before she’s reaching out to take Deacon’s hand. He moves so that he’s between Róisin’s legs with me, and raises one of them over his shoulder.
“Ready?” he asks, his voice soft and raspy. Nodding, she pulls at his hand hard. “Shit. I can’t even ask you to have patience when I can see the pain in your eyes. Hold on, I’m going to help you.”
Sliding his hand from her asshole to pussy to gather up her slick, he rubs it all over his cock before he pushes inside her cunt alongside me.
“Oh my god,” I whimper softly, my vision completely darkening.
“I know,” he grunts, moving so his arm is now around me too. Pressing me forward so we’re both hovering over Róisin, the warmth of his body helps me remember to breathe and my vision returns.
Deacon continues to hold Róisin’s hand over my shoulder as he continues to thrust and push his way further inside of her, and I can’t hold back the sounds of pleasure at how good it feels.
Dorian continues to rock his hips behind her his arms continuing to hold her as he buries his face in her throat.
“You’re doing so fucking well for us,” he praises her.
Her moan is everything. I doubt that she is praised much as everything she’s told to do is the cause of being my father’s prisoner.
Her survival hinges on being perfect. She doesn’t speak at all, she dances on command, and she sits in her cage until my father takes her out to look at his perfect dancer.
“I’m going to come,” I whisper, gasping for air as Deacon pushes his knot inside of her. “There’s not enough room.”
Róisin pulls her hand away from Deacon’s to slide her fingers into my hair, offering me of all people comfort as she pulls me in to kiss her. The diversion allows my brother to stretch her cunt even further. Her fingers pull on my scalp as she loses her breath, and I drag my tongue along hers.
Sex I may not know, but I love to kiss. Making out is one of my favorite fucking past times. Róisin clings to my hair as I lose my control and begin to rut against Deacon.
“Oh goddamn,” Deacon mutters. “I’m close.”
“Me too,” Dorian confesses.
I fuck my cum back into her as I paint the walls of her pussy, knowing we won’t be stopping anytime soon.
Her skin is still too warm. Róisin’s heel digs into my ass as Deacon pins her thigh against his shoulder, and she breaks free of the kiss to bite down around my clavicle.
All of us cry out as her body clamps down on the cocks filling her.
“Fuck me, now you’ve done it,” Deacons whispers in a prayer, but I don’t care.
In that moment I know, nothing will be the same ever again.