32. Adrian
Adrian
"Please…"
"Mmm? Hmm?" My cheek instinctively nuzzles against the silken warmth whispering into my ear.
Eyes closed, sleep keeps me pulled under a layer of peace.
Falling asleep with Rett at my back and Opaline to my front, the others with us, had lulled me into a dreamless and content sleep.
Normally, my inner primal would be half on alert at all times.
But in the stillness of night in our bare nest, even the deepest parts of me are satisfied and happy, knowing we're safe and the people we care about most are safe, next to us.
"Need you, please?" Soft nips on my earlobe pull me more toward awareness, a heat blooming and rushing between my thighs at the sensation. "Alpha…" My omega's near-whine snaps my eyes open, finally and fully coming to.
"Hey, you okay?" I whisper, noses brushing, blinking sleep from my eyes. Opaline's soft, plush lips find mine, face and body perfectly illuminated by the moonlight shining through the open curtains of the small nest.
Tongues entwined and lips chasing each other's, my hands conjure a mind of their own, tracing the lush, feminine curves of her hips as she positions herself on top of me and my already rigid cock.
The feeling of her wet, slick-coated pussy lips grinding and sliding over my tip is sudden and intense enough to send my eyes hounding after the inside of my skull.
Leaning forward, I pull her closer, mirroring her own tactic and whispering into her ear, sucking on that perfect earlobe and down her neck.
"Oh, kitten. All that slick for me? You need your alpha?
" I groan, helping her rock her hips atop me before she lifts just enough for the head of my dick to seat at her molten entrance.
A few small thrusts are all it takes before I'm fully inside her, pausing to let her adjust to the intrusion. Grinding so her clit gets the attention it needs, she's a sinful silhouette above me, hair a wild mass falling to both sides. "That's my girl. So fucking sexy," I groan. "Feel good?"
"So. Good." She trembles. Watching her take what she needs, using my body, is one of the sexiest things I've ever experienced.
Over and over she rocks atop me, the temptation to take over and flip her onto her back clawing at me.
"I—oh, god." Through our bond, I feel her rising ecstasy, the closer she gets to coming, movements turning jerky.
My fingers flex into the skin at her hips, fighting the urge to fuck up into her and let her continue with the rhythm getting her there.
"That's it, kitten. Rid—nnngh, fuck. Fuck." I try and fail to hold myself back as she tightens around me, pulsing pussy sending me flying. Stifling my growl, I hold my breath as she takes every bit of me, not pushing my knot into her if she isn't bearing down to take it.
Her lips land on mine in a chaste kiss, catching our breath, miles of soft skin under my wandering palms.
Eventually, a pull to my left urges my attention, only to find Rett awake, eyes tracing Opal's legs and hips as she lies, warming my cock, despite the absence of my knot. Wordlessly, his eyes bounce to mine, swallowing deeply. Those thick lashes fan across his cheeks as he watches me.
Ever's soul's beauty runs deep, but it's no match for his ethereal face.
A slice of the heavens' glow shines through the parted curtain strikingly highlighting the single, perfectly placed curl that always falls onto his forehead.
Those eyes are radiant and even more impressive as they reflect the moon.
It's not the first time I've had the thought.
Ever's eyes hold the likeness of the universe, glittering and basking in soulful, earned wisdom.
Housed galaxies hold my gaze captive. I'm the bastard that's lucky enough to have been blessed with an iridescent omega carved from Opal and built on wishes, and an alpha with stars in his eyes.
Sensing whatever it is I didn't block between us, Opaline turns so her face is towards him, too.
The longer they stare, the more squirmy she gets, inner muscles pulsing in excitement, turning my cock to steel inside her again. Scenting a fresh wave of her perfume, his tongue slips between his lips, bouncing back and forth between her face and her rocking, teasing hips.
Something I haven't felt before from her end of our bond builds and makes its way to me, unable to put my finger on the emotion. It's a little too close to cunning.
"Ever, love?" she breathes, reaching for him.
Nodding, he happily leans into her touch, nuzzling and marking her fingers and palm, lips trailing kisses across her delicate knuckles. "Yes, sweetheart?"
"Kiss me?" she begs. And as their mouths connect, tongues dancing and hands searching, aglow beneath the milky twilight, it may be the most unspeakably beautiful thing I've ever seen.
Keeping my hands to myself when his cock is so close is becoming harder by the minute, the need to feel him in my hand.
Slowly lifting, the chill in the air hits my glistening member soaked in her dripping slick as she scrambles for Rett, pushing him to his back. "Mmm, I need you too, Ever. Need you both inside me. Need you to fill me."
"You have me. Always. For anything." Wasting no time, she reaches between their eager bodies, placing him to her core, lowering until there's nothing between them.
"Oh god, mmm. Every ti—mmm, fuck. Every time I feel you like this…
" he shakes his head, watching her raise and lower herself, cock disappearing from view. "It's perfect. You're perfect, omega."
Watching the jiggle of her feminine, lush ass as they find their rhythm and he snaps up into her, and the perfectly carved, lean muscles of his biceps and thighs, at utter, devastating odds, is shredding my restraint.
Precum leaks from my tip just at the sight, their messy kisses even more of a tease.
And of course, Opal feels everything I do through our bond. I hadn't even thought to mute it. With a coy look over, she reaches out one hand to me. Wordlessly, I know exactly what she wants…because I want it too.
My face, surely, fails to convey the thrill and nerves strumming beneath my skin.
I position myself behind her, using her slick to prep her hole, other hand soothing her spine. Omega's bodies are naturally built to stretch and accommodate, primarily for their Heats, to remove any risk of pain, so she's quickly bobbing on my fingers, wanting and ready for more.
"Ready for your other alpha, kitten?" I groan, stilling her hips with a steel grip, earning me a nod and a fresh burst of perfumed slick.
Slowly, I work myself inside her, every small thrust a tease to Ever still stuffed inside her.
"Oh, fuck. I can—" I cut off, groaning, jaw slack at the sensation of feeling both of them.
This is my first time having a threesome that doesn't involve a dick on each end.
And fucking helllll. I'm already forcing myself not to spill.
Taking a second to center myself, seated fully inside her, we both start to move. On instinct, when I fuck into her, he pulls back, over and over, every second making me more fucking delirious from pleasure.
Never did I think it would feel like this.
Nothing but a thin wall separates our cocks, and the image of both of us fitting inside her tight pussy at the same time makes me stutter, nearly losing my pacing.
"You're going to be the death of me," I scarcely breathe.
The moment lingers on who I could be referring to, when in reality, I mean them both.
Rustling from my side registers, but barely. The amount of carnal euphoria racing through me at having them both has captivated me entirely. I'm barely aware of Opaline maneuvering to take Calder into her mouth; my eyes are so locked onto my sweet alpha.
With our omega focused on swallowing our lead to the hilt, canting to the side, he's all I see.
With every hard thrust, the image becomes more and more real.
The room fades. Our packmates fade. And I know he's in it with me, knows precisely the scenario painting itself behind my lust-filled, drooping lids.
His hair gripped in my fist at the roots, strong thighs wrapped around me, and me…
fucking into him, just like this. Me filling and fucking and owning him.
I want to be the one to make him cry out, make him come.
"Oh, fuuuuck." Groans, grunts, sighs, and Opal's muffled moans and whimpers around Calder's dick fill the air in the small, dark nest.
The vague sense of Sage watching and jerking off is fleeting and feels entirely unimportant in this moment.
A low growl slips free that I fail to stifle, but my eyes are locked to his; I can't pull them away, can't see anything but him. His sculpted chest, tendons in his neck straining with effort, his heavy eyelids and furrowed brows as he struggles to find the right purchase for his hands.
In a swift movement, I have one of his thighs free, tilting his hips just slightly enough that I can hold it to the side without it being overtly obvious.
Need to feel him. It's perfect. With her hip under my left palm and fingers gripping his thigh in my right palm, it's too perfect.
So perfect that it nearly breaks something in me, building heat behind my eyes.
Fighting it, I hold her, growl a steady, low vibration as I push harder, fuck harder. My hind brain convinced if I do it hard enough, somehow I can fix it all that still needs fixing.
Every thrust and slide of our cocks so close to brushing inside of our omega brings on an edge of emotion that keeps rising higher and higher until it's stuck in my throat and a sob wants to nearly break free. I need him. I need her. I need…I need.
Opal cries out, tightening and pulsing around us both, sending a sudden wave of unexpected ecstasy zipping like lightning from the base of my spine.
Ever's knot slips into her nesting channel, sending me over the edge.
Face and expressions mirrors in pleasure, Rett and I come together inside our omega, eyes never straying.
Finally, she leans back into my chest, back arched from the position of our joining, out of breath and thrumming with happiness.
Gripping Rett's hand, I squeeze tight, hoping he knows I'm never letting go.
"Feel better, kitten?" I murmur, pressing gentle kisses along her neck and bond marks, palm to her stomach.
She hums and twists enough to give me a blissed out grin before winking.
Something tells me our little omega knew exactly what she was orchestrating.