Epilogue
Hael
Five Months Later
G racie rocks on her knees, grinning and drooling. She’s a cute little slobbery fiend. I wiggle my hands, trying to entice her forward. It may be a bit early for crawling, based on what the baby books say, but some parents online claimed their babies were crawling by six months. She’s close to seven months old, and she’s advanced for her age.
It’s coming… I can feel it.
“Come on, Gracie Girl, you can do it. Crawl to Daddy.” I boop her nose and pull away when she stretches a hand up to grab mine.
“Arbor will smother you with a pillow while you sleep if she misses Gracie crawling for the first time.” Morris laughs, pulling out his phone. “I’ll record it just in case Gracie gets lucky.”
As soon as he gets the phone up, Gracie grunts and gives up. She rolls onto her back and over again to her tummy before grabbing one of the teether toys.
I laugh, shaking my head.
Teething has been almost as rough as the weeks she had colicky symptoms, but overall, she’s a happy baby.
Arbor crawls around the nest, setting up everything how she wants it. It’s clear she’s in pre-heat with how sensitive she’s been to fabrics, smells, and sounds.
Nana is more than capable of watching Gracie for an hour or two, here or there. But keeping her for days on end with no assistance would be too much. Luckily, Mom was waiting for any excuse to fly up, and she’s once again staying at Nana’s. It’s hard being away from Gracie, but she’s being spoiled twice over by her grandmas, and there’s no fighting biology.
Arbor grunts, pulling a T-shirt from the huge pile she’s got lying on the floor near the mattress. Bringing it to her nose, she inhales deeply and whimpers. Her heavy tits hang as she crawls over, tucking it inside one of the pillowcases. She’s been obsessed with stealing all our sweaty clothes, and it makes the nest smell a little funky.
It makes her happy, so I ignore the ripe armpit stank and climb the steps into the den. The nest has two parts, but we haven’t replaced the recessed mattress yet. That area is too open for her to feel safe and secure right now, anyway. Although, it would be a nice spot for Morris to hang the contraption he bought last time we went to The Divine Omega.
Arbor jolts when she spots me and jabs a finger at my chest. She’s told the three of us to get lost a few times now, but her scent seems to have permeated the entire house. Her hand flips over, and she quirks her finger, calling me forward.
Fuck yes.
My hand slides down my abs, palming my cock over the sweats. “Did you finally get the nest smelling the way you want it?”
“Kinda, it’ll be better once you’re in here with me.” She rolls over, landing on her back. Her thighs spread wide, and her tits jiggle—I fucking love those things. The entire package, actually.
Arbor slides a hand down to work her clit, and my canines dig into my lower lip, almost drawing blood. She’s fucking stunning.
I’m in motion before I can stop myself, which was clearly her goal. My palm lands beside her head, and I shove my sweats down with the other. Kicking out of the material, I bring my hand to her cheek as my cock bounces against her soft lower stomach.
I can’t fucking wait to see her big and pregnant all over again… Damn. That won’t be happening this heat.
She needs more time to heal, but when she’s ready, I will be with her every step of the way. All three of us will be.
Arbor tries to wrap her hand around my cock, but I keep myself up, using my knees, and shove her hand away. Though I’d love to keep kissing her…
“Not yet, beautiful. I’ve got a date to bury my face in your pretty pussy.” I chuckle at the huff she releases.
Licking and sucking my way down her chest, I flick my tongue over each nipple. Arbor moans, thrashing around the mattress. I’m just working over her hip bone when the bed bounces.
Every instinct in my system aches to growl for whoever it is to get the fuck out , but Arbor’s excitement pulses in the bond. Hayes ends up kneeling by her chest, which is fine. Heats are intense, and we’ll all need to pace ourselves.
I drag my teeth over her inner thigh, praying I can stay clear enough to satisfy her without going into rut. There’s a point where the pheromone fog will get too thick to avoid it, but I want to tease and tantalize her. For her to feel worshipped and to make this experience one she’ll never be able to forget.
It’s her first heat.
It should be special.
Hell, I don’t know when I got so sentimental, but Arbor changed me on some deep level, and I don’t regret it even a little bit.
Her scent floods my nose as I spread her glistening pussy apart. A low, dangerous growl rattles out of my chest. There will never be anything in the world that smells as good to me as Arbor does. And she tastes even better. Lowering myself to my stomach, I grind against the mattress as I flick my tongue over her swollen nub.
Her begging moans fill the air almost instantly, and that shit makes me feel like a king.
Hayes bends over, kissing her, and her sobs become muffled. I was enjoying the way they echoed around the room, but you learn to compromise when you become part of a pack.
I brush her opening with two fingers, just barely dipping them inside, and Arbor’s legs shake. I grin against her pussy because I know from experience what comes next. When she lifts her feet, digging her toes into my sides, I almost chuckle. That means she wants more. Even without a bond, I’d be able to tell.
Her pleasure radiates in the link, and I shove my fingers deeper without letting up on her clit. My cock is convinced it’s going to explode if I don’t get some relief, and her whimpers and moans don’t help my head stay clear.
Her body trembles, her inner walls convulsing. Omegas are always extra juicy, but the rush of slick that coats my entire face is more than normal, and I fucking eat it up. When she arches off the mattress, I can’t tell if she’s asking for more or telling me it’s too much.
Either way, I don’t let up. I’ve just developed a newfound obsession with making her squirt, and my cock jumps, dripping precum at the thought.
Hayes growls, “Come on, fucker, my dick is about to explode. Quit screwing around.”
I barely manage to yank my hand from her pussy before my twin is pulling her up. He tugs her farther up the mattress and helps her flip over onto all fours.
My head falls back as I groan.
That sexy little peek at her swollen pussy.
The way her hips shimmy from side to side, like she’s begging me to fill her with every thick inch of my throbbing cock.
Hell, even the way Hayes guides her mouth to his crown.
It all makes my head fuzzy.
Knee walking until I’m between her spread thighs, I line up and slam deep. It’s like all the air in the nest gets sucked out, and my lungs take several seconds to adjust.
Slick leaks around my shaft, and every time she clenches her inner walls, more drips down my balls.
“Oh, beautiful. You’re drenched.” My fingers dig into her hip as I pull out, thrusting back in.
Arbor moans around Hayes’s length.
He smirks, wrapping his fist in her hair. “That’s it, gorgeous, suck me down like a good girl.”
I’m a little impressed she isn’t choking with how deep he is in her mouth, but based on the bond alone, Arbor loves it.
“Good girl?” I scoff, slapping her ass. “You know you’re a naughty little omega. Don’t you, Arbor?” She trembles, shoving her hips back into mine. It almost feels like she wants to force my knot inside her, but I’m enjoying being able to move. “Yeah, she’s definitely our dirty girl. Filled with cock from both ends and still managing to wreck us.” Another slap to her ass. “I love you so fucking much.”
I reach around, teasing her clit, and end up stretched over her back as I pump my pelvis against her ass, never letting my knot slip inside her.
Time gets hazy.
Gritting my teeth, I try to hold back my orgasm, but Arbor’s pleasure rips through the bond, and I lose the ability to hold out.
I fill her with hot jets of my cum as Hayes groans, rambling about never letting her get away.
We’d never let that happen. This little omega is stuck with us for life.
There’s something unnaturally satisfying about having Arbor at our mercy.
Rather than joining us for the early rounds of pre-heat fun, Morris spent his time installing the sex swing, and having her suspended in the air is doing wild shit to my brain.
Hayes finishes slipping the blindfold over Arbor’s eyes and kisses her cheek tenderly.
“You’re putting an awful lot of faith in me,” she grumbles. “I was having a hard time keeping myself up in this thing when I could see.”
I snort.
“We won’t let anything happen to you,” Morris says, skimming his hands down her back and running over the globes of her ass.
Arbor spreads her legs even wider in the straps, and the scent of her pussy floods the room. “Is someone going to fuck me?”
Hayes chuckles darkly. “We’re all going to have our way with you. One by one, over and over, until you’re a melty puddle of satisfied omega.”
“I-I like that plan,” she says, nodding. Her dark hair sways, hanging over her shoulders and blocking my view of her tits.
“Are you really that brave?” I gather her hair and fist it as I tilt her face up toward mine. My cock jolts. I’ve never had an urge to blindfold a partner or to tie them up, for that matter, but I kinda see the appeal. “We’re going to take turns mounting your slick little cunt. Be ready, beautiful, we’re about to use you over and over again .”
Hayes squats near her face and gets close to her ear. “You’re going to be our dirty little fuck doll. Have all three of our cum dripping down your thighs to mark you as ours.” He growls, nipping at her neck. “We’re going to work that tight little body over until all you can do is beg us to finally let you rest.”
Arbor shivers so violently that I can see the tremble as it racks through her body. “I’m not scared of you. Bring it on.”
“Let’s play a game,” I offer, kissing her cheek. “You guess who’s shoving their dick inside you.”
“What do I get if I’m right?” she asks.
“You’ll just have to wait and see, pretty girl,” Morris rumbles, glancing between the three of us.
We all move away, then Morris points at Hayes, who shrugs, walking over and standing between her legs as she hangs.
A crack fills the air, and Arbor moans as Hayes rubs the spot to help deaden the sting. He squats down with his dick bouncing and buries his face in her pussy from behind.
“Oh, God!” Arbor wobbles, and Morris and I both head back to her.
The whole device counts on her being able to keep her hands and feet in the stirrups. Holders? Straps? Hell, I don’t know what they’re called, but she’s so shaky, we both move to help ensure she’s safe.
Kneeling, I reach under her and pinch her nipple. Damn, I wonder if I could get my head under there to suck on her tits? I’m going to miss the milk when she stops nursing the baby.
Hayes decides he’s ready to fuck her, and he pops up again. He plants his hands on the top of her ass and kinda pulls her apart. It must be an exceptional view because he bites his lip, probably to keep from making any noise.
I lean back in preparation of him thrusting inside her.
Morris fists Arbor’s hair and pulls her head back right as Hayes thrusts.
The little omega whines, the sound echoing around the nest. “More!”
It’s so fucking hard to keep quiet as she sways, but I do everything I can to increase her enjoyment.
Hayes freezes and pulls from her pussy. The look on his face says it’s the last thing he wants to do, but he walks around to her head. “You never guessed.”
“That’s because I knew it was you,” she says, and it kinda makes sense, but the bond says she’s hazy. “Someone put their dick in my mouth! Someone else get inside me. I’m tired of this game already.”
Morris releases her hair and moves to fuck her. He slaps her ass, producing a long moan from the omega. He fists his cock and barely edges inside her.
Arbor’s mouth falls open. “Oh, hell no. We aren’t playing this game.”
I chuckle, running my fingers down her side. “You aren’t even hot. You’re just trying to get your way.”
Hayes wraps his hand in her hair and guides her mouth to his crown. “Wanna see what you taste like?” He doesn’t give her the chance to object, and she isn’t mad about it. At least, not based on what the bond says.
Morris pulls all the way out and slips back in, and Arbor moans. Well, this is going to put my abs to the test. I lean back on my knees and test out how long I think I can stay like this. It’s not the most comfortable position, especially not with my hard cock pointing toward the ceiling, but I can manage.
Repositioning myself, I move my head until it’s under her. Her perfect tits hang right in front of my face. I stretch to grab the right one in my mouth as it dangles. The bead of her breast milk makes my shaft jump, and I flick my tongue over her nipple.
“I know that’s Hael,” she says, but it’s slurred. She jiggles her chest, like she’s making a point of telling us who she’s talking about.
I grin around her tit. She knows us a little too well for this to have worked, but it’s still fun.
Her pheromones flood the air, like her system is desperate to send all three of us into rut.
Morris must start working that massive dick of his deeper because she bounces around with more force on each rabid thrust.
Hayes groans, and my head gets foggy as fuck as my brain settles into the caveman loop.
Mount. Rut. Breed. Claim.
I really want more kids. To be able to see her stomach grow with each stage of her pregnancy. To see the ultrasounds and hear the heartbeat. I’ll have to settle for daydreaming it this time, but that’s no hardship either.