Page 52 of Desperate Omega

Thorus takes me deeper, thrusting all the way to the back of my mouth and beyond, forcing his blunt tip down my throat. I gag, and hot tears rush into my eyes, but I keep my gaze directed at his face, just as he commanded me.

At last, Thorus relents, and he slides his cock out of my mouth, trailing strands of saliva in its wake.

I wipe the tears from my eyes and gaze up at him like an obedient pet awaiting further instructions from her master.

I do not have to wait for long.

“Down on all fours,” Thorus growls. “Now.”

Within seconds, I am as Thorus wants me, on my hands and knees in the middle of my nest. It is not a matter of obedience. I could not defy him even if I wanted to. My body simply moves on its own, arranging itself according to the alpha’s wishes, preparing itself to be mated deep and hard. Thorus forbade the other two alphas from knotting me, but I have a feeling he will not place the same prohibition on himself. I’m going to feel his cock, Then I’m going to feel his knot, and finally I will feel his seed.

My whole body shivers in anticipation.

I am turned away from the fire, my face toward the wall of the cave. I watch Thorus’s outsized shadow moving across the living stone as the great alpha takes up his position behind me. I gasp as his huge hands grip my flanks. I whimper as his tip presses against my opening.

Then I moan, loud and long, as he slowly plunges into me, filling my pussy with his hard length, stretching me with his incredible girth. It hurts a little, but I need that pain, the same way I needed the sting of his palm when he spanked me earlier.

Thorus knows what my body needs even better than I do, and now he’s giving it to me, hard and deep.

The alpha holds himself inside, then he draws his hips back, and the piercings on the underside of his shaft slide against my most sensitive spot, sending tingles of pleasure swirling all through my core. He pulls back until only his tip is still inside me. Then he drives into me again, this time with even more force, and the taut muscles and tendons of his pelvis smack against the mounds of my backside, reigniting the burn of the spanking he gave me earlier. I dig my fingers into the soft fur of my nest and cry out in pleasure and pain.

He does it again, and again, gradually increasing the tempo of his thrusting until the walls of the cave are ringing the clap-clap-clap of our rough mating. His heavy hand slides over my sweating back, up my neck and into my hair. He seizes a fistful and roughly jerks my head back as he continues to pound into me from behind.

I let out a broken cry.

Suddenly, as if answering an unspoken command, the other two alphas move out of the shadows and kneel before me in the nest. Their cocks are both still erect, and their knots are still swollen from when they spilled their seed inside me before. My mouth waters at that masculine display.

“Yes,” Thorus purrs behind me, sensing my increased arousal. “Let us share you, little omega. Let my companions enjoy your mouth while I enjoy your sweet little cunt.”

I quiver with shameful excitement. Markus and Brik have already shared me two at a time, but now I am going to pleasure all three of the alphas together.

It is so hot and so dirty, and it is exactly what I need.

I only wish there was some way I could have all three of them inside me at the same time, but I’m willing to make do with my hands.

I take Brik inside my mouth first, growling like a hungry animal as I suck him. Meanwhile, I reach up with one hand and stroke Markus’s equally hard shaft. After a little while, I switch, then I switch again, moving back and forth between them, stroking and sucking, sucking and stroking, pleasuring them both with my mouth and with my hands while Thorus continues to fuck me from behind with his pierced cock.

This is the thing I’ve been avoiding for the past nine years—being shared and dominated by the alphas—but this is not like the ritual. There is no crowd of watching eyes to witness my shameful submission. It’s just me and my alphas. I am safe here in this cave. I can show my true self, my true desires, my inner omega.

This is where I belong, down on my hands and knees, shared and used by three dominant males.

The alphas have finally shown me my place.

“Are you ready, Syra?” Thorus growls behind me. “Are you ready to be knotted by this alpha dick?”

My mouth is full, so I cannot answer him, but my pussy answers for me. I thrust my hips back into him hard, taking him into my body deeper than ever. My walls clench and squeeze around his incredible pierced shaft, desperately begging for his knot.

He gives it to me.

As soon as I feel him swell inside me, I understand why he needed to check me with his fingers beforehand. Markus’s knot was big, but Thorus’s knot is truly monstrous, and it stretches me to the very limits of what my body can withstand.

Orgasms burst through my body. Some of them are mine, and some are the alphas’. In the frenzy of passion, it is difficult to tell which is which. Seed gushes into me, filling me from both ends. Pure pleasure explodes within my core and ripples outward through my extremities, washing me away on a tide of all consuming bliss.

It is better than I could have ever imagined.

It is perfect.

Thorus rumbles and pulls me back against him. Then he lies back into the nest with my body reclining on top of him, our genitals firmly locked together by his hard knot.