Chapter 11
Chapter
Eleven
WILDER
Keeping her gaze on Lore as she continues to shift her weight and falls on Storm’s cock, she opens her mouth and drops her tongue for Lore. Her green eyes are full of challenge as she watches him, and Storm squeezes her hips as he struggles not to take control.
God, she’s like heaven and hell mixed into one omega. I can see her cunt struggling to accommodate his cock, and she’s strangling it as she slowly stretches around it. Marie is only halfway down it, and I groan as I watch her move.
I hear Lore shift as he leans over her, and look at him as his fingers squeeze Marie’s jaw to make sure she stays still.
“Such an arrogant princess bending for her king,” he whispers. Gathering his saliva, he smirks as he allows it to dribble out as he spits into her mouth. “There’s my good girl.”
Kissing her, he groans as he sucks on her tongue. Using this distraction, I pull my fingers from her ass and undress completely before grabbing the lubricant bottle. Liberally pouring it over my cock, I ignore the condoms because I plan to be knotted in her puckered hole for a while.
“Hold her still,” I tell Storm, my cock pressing against her ass. Kissing her throat, I say, “Relax for me, baby.”
Squeezing and releasing her hips, I work my way inside of her ass, and pull her the rest of the way down Storm’s cock. His groan is worth it as she squeals, and Lore looks amused as hell.
“Your ass better be ready for me,” he says, moving around me. Storm fixes the pillows around him as he moves his legs so they’re splayed wide, and I gently push on Marie’s back so she’s laying over him.
“All you have to do is feel,” I say, hissing as Lore drizzles cold lubricant over my asshole. Damn. Goosebumps climb over my skin, and Lore slaps my ass with a grin as I glare at him over my shoulder.
“You fucking love this,” he says, pulling on a condom before coating lube over his cock too. “I’ll glaze your asshole another day, Wilder.”
Knowing he’ll want to have Marie again once Storm and I are spent, I nod. We’re going to need to make sure she sleeps some more later so she’s not dead on her feet for work.
There’s no other warning before Lore grabs my ass cheeks and thrusts hard inside me.
“Fuck!” I yell, my arms wrapping around Marie’s body. I’m the meat between her and Lore as he fucks me into her ass, and she gasps as Storm thrusts up.
There’s so much happening that all we can do is hold on for the ride. I can tell from the way Marie clenches around Storm and I that her clit is being dragged against his pubic bone. Between the two of us, we kiss her, sharing well because we’re used to it.
All I can smell is the scents of the men I love and the girl I’m addicted to. I’m already hating that I’m going to have to leave her. It hasn’t been nearly enough time, but hopefully after this, we’ll get a few weeks to get to know each other.
Lore’s cock destroys me in the best way as he thrusts into me, and I feel my vision begin to darken as Marie’s ass begins to take my knot.
“More,” she moans. “Storm!”
“I got you,” he promises as she braces her body against the pillows as she grinds down on his knot. “Mmm. You’re so desperate. I bet you’d pout and cry if you don’t get what you want, huh.”
Marie pinches his nipple in reply, and he yelps as he laughs.
“No crying today unless you’re coming on knots. Got it,” he grins, his hands pulling her hips down to force her cunt to take his knot.
“Argh, it’s so big,” she screams, and I can tell that Lore no longer cares what the neighbors might think as he slams his knot into my ass.
“Goddamn it,” I groan. “Use Storm to get yourself off, Marie. Come for us.”
Storm gets his hand in between them so he can rub her clit as he pushes his knot into her cunt, and I’m living for her moans and mewling sounds.
“There’s those pretty tears,” Storm murmurs. “You’re doing so good. Our perfect little omega. Are you going to take it all?”
“Yes,” she gasps. “I think I can take it.”
“You’re so much stronger than you think you are,” Lore says, biting down on my shoulder to make me rock into her. Her ass has swallowed enough of my knot, that it drags along her nerve endings every time Lore thrusts.
I feel lightheaded and so fucking good as I feel Marie’s shivering body get closer to her release.
“Look at you,” I praise. “You have three alphas wrapped around your little finger. All of this is for you. Come for your alphas, baby. Do it.”
Storm pushes her over the edge with a naughty grin as he pinches her clit, leaning up to kiss her when she screams. He swallows her noises as I lose myself to a rut, glad I have Storm and Lore with me in case it goes too far.
Her orgasm drenches my knot in her slick, and Lore fucks my knot deep into her ass. She clenches down as she continues to come, and I’m fucking gone.
I’m dying to bite her.
“No,” Lore growls, his hand covering my mouth as I rut and fuck my cum inside her.
“Oh you assholes,” Storm gasps. “Marie, milk my knot. I’m not going to last. I need to be all the way inside you when I come.”
“I can’t…I can’t move,” she confesses, pinned between us.
“You just keep doing what you’re doing,” he croons. His toes dig into the couch cushions as he thrusts and moves his hips into a circle, driving his knot into her pussy.
Marie can’t do anything but hold on as she comes again, sobbing as she begs for more. I hope she’s as addicted to sex with us as I am, because I want to do this as often as possible. Storm finds his release at the same time that Lore does, and Marie passes out on Storm’s chest as we finally finish.
“Fuck, I’ve never thought I’d be scent matched to a fainter,” Lore says, resting his head on my shoulder.
“It’s adorable, but I hope we didn’t break her,” Storm mumbles, his fingers finding her pulse.
“I think this is due to a lack of sleep,” Lore says, yawning. “I’m not against sleeping up here.”
It takes some effort, but he’s able to pull his knot out of my ass.
“Fuck, that hurt,” I gasp.
“I know,” he says smugly. “I can’t sleep with a condom on.”
Storm and I shift so I’m able to lie down with Marie in between us, and Lore disappears to take care of the condom. There’s a half bathroom up here, and I can hear the toilet flush before he comes back out. My eyes get heavy and I wish I’d been able to bite Marie.
“Soon,” Storm says on the heels of a yawn. “She has to want our bites.”
Knowing that he’s right, I allow my eyes to close as I fall asleep behind her.
MARIE
Hours later, after the most restful nap ever, I’m downstairs eating breakfast with the guys while wearing one of their shirts.
“You look better,” Lore murmurs, his eyes on me as I chew the french toast that Wilder made. It’s fluffy and delicious.
“I feel it,” I say, my body relaxed and loose. I don’t know if it’s because of the really explosive sex or the nap, but I don’t feel on edge anymore.
“I think that’s a sign you should sleep with us more,” he says sagely, his eyes sparkling with confidence.
“I don’t think we’re there yet,” I say, drinking my coffee. Storm prepared it for me and it’s exactly the way I like it. I should be shocked that he got it right on the first try, but I’m not.
The alphas that fate decided are mine are very attentive, to the point of obsession.
“Keep lying to yourself, Princess. We’re not going anywhere,” he says. “Listen, I need to tell you something.”
“That’s not at all alarming,” I say, glancing between the three of them.
Storm looks sad while Wilder hides all emotions from me.
“I need to clear up a distribution problem a couple of hours from here. The motorcycle parts we delivered aren’t viable, and that’s really bad for business,” Lore explains.
“The Knotted Anarchists have lots of different cash flow avenues from strip clubs to ah, other things. However, a big one is high end motorcycles that they build from scratch for people that like that sort of thing, and we supply the parts. We also have car mechanics as well.”
“Word of mouth and integrity mean a lot to the different chapters, and we need to make sure we continue to be in good standing with them,” Wilder continues. “Since Lore is the president, he needs to go.”
“No one lets me go anywhere by myself,” Lore grumbles goodnaturedly. “Therefore, I’m going with Wilder and meeting up with some of my men to take care of this.”
“Oh yeah?” Storm asks, his eyes shuttering.
“I want you to stay in Minneapolis with Marie,” Lore says.
They get locked in a staring contest for a full minute before Storm blows out a breath.
“Okay,” he grunts. “Make sure you come back in one piece.”
“Is it that dangerous?” I ask, my hunger drying up as I hold my coffee cup in my hands.
“I won’t know until I’m there,” Lore says.
I make a face at him that shows how unimpressed I am with that answer and Lore gives me one back.
“I don’t like your job,” I sigh, standing after draining the rest of my coffee. There’s no point in wasting caffeine.
“I know,” he says. “There’s toiletries and clothes in the second floor bathroom. It’s the third door on the left.”
“I got a brush and hair dryer, but I’m not sure if either are any good,” Storm winces.
“Why wouldn’t they be?” I ask, confused.
“When he was looking, there were so many different kinds, he kept over thinking his choices,” Wilder explains.
“I’m really not picky,” I shrug.
“You could be if you wanted to,” Lore says, standing. “You can have anything, all you have to do is say the word.”
“Is spoiling your omega a part of courting?” I ask, smiling. I’m still irritated at him, but I’m in too good a mood to allow it to ruin my afternoon.
It’s bad enough that my days and hours are all mixed up. My meals are all confused, and I’ve decided to just let it ride.
“Storm put it in writing that we’re courting you,” he says. “The pack name is one that can’t be connected to us to keep everyone safe, but we’re determined to be as normal as possible for you.