She hummed and lined her throat up so he could fuck her even deeper, and he did, holding her head as he thrust. “Axe? You see our queen’s beautiful pussy back there? It’s too empty. Fix it.”
I narrowed my eyes at his order, but once I saw what he meant, I had my finger at the opening to her dripping cunt, scooping the slick and cream back up and stuffing it into her. Tarn shot me a curious look, and I licked my slick-soaked hand and signed, “She’s fertile. I’m going to make sure it’s mine.” His eyes flew wide, and I grinned, signing, “It’s my night. I could make you leave…”I winked and went back to filling my sweet girl back up.
He narrowed his eyes and fucked Vali’s mouth a bit harder before he broke away. “No, Omega. I’m not going to fill your belly tonight. I’m going to come inside you, knot you, and fill you up that way… withmyseed.”
I had been teasing him before, but my Alpha nature struggled for control at the unspoken challenge. I fought back the urge to deny him her womb, but this was my brother, my friend, so I resisted.
Tarn moved to push her back on the bed, and her head hit my stomach. My bed wasn’t large like the one I had prepared originally, not wide enough for all three of us. I sighed and began to stand; I would stay in the room and watch from one of the two chairs. But when I set the first foot on the floor, Vali began wailing like I’d injured her.
“Axe, you don’t leave an Omega’s nest,” Tarn scolded. “Go sit by the headboard.”
His blue eyes sparkled with mischief; he was planning something. I narrowed my eyes to ask what he had in mind, but Vali had stopped crying when I followed his directions, so I settled with my back and feet against the wide oak headboard. Tarn picked Vali up, arranging her in front of me so that she faced him. I knelt behind her, my thighs making a back rest of sorts for her. “Hold her legs open for me, would you?”
Vali let out a small whimper, and I purred as she leaned back against me, her ass pressed against the tops of my thighs, her head resting on my abdomen. She was so small, I had to fold myself in half to lean over and grab her upper thighs in my hands. I pulled them apart like I was opening a treasure, carefully, reverently. Slowly, allowing my purr to change into a growl when she struggled.
“Do you like this, Peaches?” Tarn asked, staring at her flushed red and pink folds. She was weeping slick now, and the sheets beneath her were soaked. Tarn reached down and scooped up some, sucking his finger clean. “I’m so thirsty. Can I have a taste?”
She sobbed out a “please,” and he practically leaped at her mound, his tongue lapping everywhere he could reach. I pulled her legs even further apart, watching as his tongue moved to lick and probe her dripping cunt, then dipped lower and pressed slightly into her tight rosebud. She thrashed, throwing her head to one side. “Naughty girl,” Tarn said, his smile widening. “You like that, don’t you? You like me to lick you in places you know you shouldn’t.”
He teased all around the edges of the puckered flesh, not allowing his tongue to touch her there again. She struggled, and I pushed her shoulders back down with my biceps, keeping a tight hold on her thighs.
“You want more, sweetness?” he teased. “You want my tongue on your little ass again? Licking it, making it feel so good, and so bad? You’ll have to beg me for it.” He went back to teasing her, making wider and slower circles as if he were stopping.
“Please,” she moaned at last. “Please lick me!”
“Lick you where?” he purred. “Say it, little thief, say exactly what you want me to do.”
She was so far gone into her heat, I wasn’t sure she could form a sentence, but she tried. “Lick… lick my… my ass, please. Please, touch it, touch me!”
Tarn was merciful and buried his tongue there, his nimble fingers working her clit at the same time until she came all over his face in a great gush of sticky, sweet fluid.
“Best fucking dinner of my life,” he said, smacking his lips. “Axe, would you flip her over now, hands and knees? I’m going to take her from behind. You want to hold her for me?”
I nodded and followed his instructions. My own cock had been hard again for some time and Vali stared at it with lust-glazed eyes, as if she were ready to take another one down her throat.
But this time, I wanted something different: her mouth on mine. No sooner was she balanced on all fours than Tarn slammed into her pussy, drawing a sharp cry when his knot bumped against her swollen flesh. “Take it, sweetness,” he growled. “You took Axe’s cock; you can take mine.” His head dipped down, and he placed his teeth directly over the mating mark Rigol had given her, biting hard, as if he were trying to erase the prior claim, worrying at the spot.
Did an Omega’s heat drive this possessiveness? Tarn’s face was set in a savage expression I had never seen. Had he chosen to fuck her in this position, as I had, or had her heat driven us to it? Connecting us with some base, animal nature Alphas kept hidden, and forcing our inner beasts to rise to serve our mate?
Tarn was fucking Vali so hard now the bed shook with each thrust. Her eyes were half-lidded, her mouth slack as she fought to stay on her hands and knees. I pushed her sweat-dampened curls away from her face, and she glanced up. I leaned in, kissing her as sweetly as I could with Tarn determined to wreck her pussy from behind. Our lips and teeth met, clashed. Our tongues swirled together, dancing with each other’s, and then Tarn’s expression grew savage, and I knew he was close.
I lifted Vali’s face by her chin. “Keep those eyes open,” I signed. I saw a flicker of comprehension, but then Tarn began to curse, and she looked down.
I drew in a deep breath, then let out the sound that was my Alpha bark, a deep, guttural rasp that grabbed my Omega by the throat. She stiffened, panting, as her eyes locked with mine. “Eyes open, Omega.”
Tarn muttered another curse. “Do it again, Axe. She went so fucking tight around my cock. Do it again.” I barked once more, and her whole body froze in a rictus of fear and lust, her eyes drawn to mine in unwitting obedience to her Alpha. Tarn groaned and pushed his knot into her tight, spasming cunt. She cried out, her dark eyes gleaming with tears, her entire body shuddering.
“Do not look away,” I signed. “I want to watch your face as he pushes his cream into you, my flower.” I reached underneath her, and let my hand move on her flat stomach, growling as I pulled back so she could see my other hand. “He’s pumping you full, isn’t he? But I already filled my girl’s sweet pussy. And I’m going to do it again and again, until my baby is growing inside you.”
A quivering smile crossed her lips as she came once more, her eyes still fixed on me.I love you, I mouthed. Tears began to streak from her eyes as she was overcome by the intensity of the moment.
Golden tears.
“Tarn,” I signed over her back, shocked. This hadn’t happened for four months, not since she had opened herself to me in the dungeon, and to my brothers in the subsequent days. Tarn and his twin had taken it upon themselves to learn all they could about Omegas, so he would know why her powers were manifesting again. “Her Omega powers have awakened again. Her tears.”
The last time she had cried, her tears had brought Rigol back from the brink of death.
Or beyond it, if what Rigol said was true.
