Chapter Twelve – Lev #2
I hear bodies shifting on the bed, and Monroe tells her, “You’re doing so good for us. Now, I’m going to fuck you from behind. Think you can hold yourself up?”
Her only response is a feminine grunt, which Monroe takes as a yes. I imagine after that, he helps her get into position: flipping her over and getting her on her hands and knees, with her ass in the air. Maybe he even moves her on the bed so that she can have a better view of Redd and me.
Redd rockets his hips forward, pushing his cock deep into my throat. The alpha lets out a low growl of a sound, and shortly after that, bursts of cum shoot into my mouth. My head is held in place, and I take every single shot he gives me, only swallowing once he withdraws himself.
I lick my lips after I swallow, and Redd is measured in releasing my head as he takes a step back. Both of us glance toward the bed to watch as Monroe drives into her from behind with hard, fast movements.
Dulcie’s ass is in the air, and our alpha’s hands grip her sides with a firmness that digs into her flesh, but she seems to be lost in the act, her mouth open and her eyes closed.
Her tits sway with each thrust of the alpha behind her, and my cock twitches with need, still locked away inside my pants.
Redd must sense what I need, because he orders me, “Get up and take off your clothes.” The moment he says that, I notice, Dulcie’s eyes peek open. The omega clearly wants to see what’ll happen next.
Redd’s never gotten onto his knees for me. Maybe it has to do with his alpha pride or something. I never asked. His hands, meanwhile… they’re a different story.
I hop to my feet and shed my clothes piece by piece, letting the fabric fall to the floor in a heap.
Redd grabs me by the shoulder and turns me around so that I face the bed, and seconds after that he moves to stand directly behind me, his chest behind my back.
One of his hands reaches around me, grasping me tightly at the base of my cock and immediately drawing out a groan from my lips.
Fuck. Getting jerked off while our omega watches, while our pack leader fucks her from behind. The idea alone is almost enough to make me spontaneously combust.
Redd’s hand starts to move, and I shudder as I lose myself to the primal need in me to come.
It’s been so pushed off, so ignored this whole time, that I don’t doubt when I do come, it’s going to be explosive and involve one hell of a load.
His hand picks up speed, jerking against me while his other hand moves to hold my hip.
I can feel the way his cock presses against my lower back—a sign the alpha is ready to come again.
Dulcie watches as best she can, given the pounding she’s receiving behind her. Her eyes flick between Redd’s face and mine, and of course my cock. She doesn’t know where to look, and every so often she has to close her eyes and moan when Monroe pushes into her just right.
Myself, I can’t keep my eyes open. They flutter shut, and I lean my head back and revel in the pleasure stemming from the alpha jerking me off. The pressure in my lower half is incredible, and I feel as if I’m seconds from exploding the moment he begins to pick up his pace.
It’s easy for me to imagine being where Monroe is, being the one behind her, fucking her, making her unravel.
My hips move on their own as a low moan rises from my throat.
I know I have to be patient, that it’s only a matter of time until I can have our omega.
I’m not an impatient person, but this is definitely trying me in a way nothing else ever has before.
After a short while, I can’t keep it in. The orgasm bursts its way out of me, an explosion of cum and heat. The moan that comes from me then is louder, and my hips rocket forward as the tip of my cock shoots a milky white substance. The cum shots land on the bed, close to where Dulcie is.
Ah, laundry will have to be done. Eventually.
Moments after I come, Monroe arrives at his own orgasm.
His fingers dig into her sides harder, the skin around them white from the pressure, and he growls out his release as he pumps into her from behind, emptying himself in her.
I don’t have the capacity to grow a knot, but I imagine fucking her without growing one took a ridiculous amount of self-control.
Redd releases his firm hold on my cock, and I almost stumble. That orgasm left me weak, apparently. He moves away from me, and soon enough he’s on the bed, claiming the spot Monroe just vacated behind her. He runs a hand down along her spine as he says, “Are you ready for me now, mate?”
All Dulcie can do is nod. The omega appears delirious, half out of her mind, and we aren’t finished with her quite yet.
As Monroe flops to the side, breathing hard, Redd slips inside her, an expression of bliss tugging at his handsome features. When he’s with her, he becomes someone else. A more confident alpha. I like the switch in him. It’s as if she completes him in a way no one else can.
I move toward the bed, crawling on top of it, as I watch Redd dominate her.
She shivers for him and comes, a fresh wave of slick oozing from her as he fucks her.
The scent alone is enough to get a man high, and combine that with the sight of them together…
yeah, let’s just say my cock doesn’t get soft.
I take a page out of the alphas’ book and keep sporting that hard-on thanks to the sheer amount of hunger inside of me.
I need her. I need her so badly it hurts, but I’ll wait my turn. After Redd finishes, she’s mine.