Callisto flashes a look that’s pure alpha presence, silently demanding to know how just once could ever be enough. I chuckle and throw a towel over his head. “Better show me,” I tell him.
He drops his head onto my chest and sucks my nipple into his mouth, moaning like a man eating a delicious feast. Lightning burns a path from my breast to my pussy, and the towel’s soft edges tickle my ribs as he bobs his head over his feast.
I huff out a broken moan. “Pretty sure you didn’t—”
Callisto shifts his hand to my pussy, and I feel his knuckles press into me. His fist. Memory floods and I arch and moan, suddenly powerfully aware of every inch of my exposed body.
He rocks his hand slowly, kneading me.
“Fuck, Callisto!” I gasp. Did it even fit, or did I dream that up?
Callisto lifts his head, gazing down at me with liquid eyes. “You can take it, gorgeous.”
I moan and draw up my knees. If he says so, it must be true.
He opens his hands and fits three fingers and then four, sliding through the slick and his own cum. A furnace burns under my skin, the deliberate touches turning me even more sensitive than his alpha cock. I slick all over his hand.
“That’s my good omega,” he croons, pulling his fingers out to examine the dripping fluid. “You’re so ready for all I have to give you.”
His sleek words set my heart pounding.
He sets his fist back in place and massages me. I widen my knees, as eager as he is to revisit this move. “That’s it,” Callisto croons, knuckles sinking deep. “Drink me in, omega.”
“Ah! Ah!” The moans slip from me in quick succession, and Callisto rests his free hand soothingly on my stomach.
“Can you take more, baby?” he murmurs. “I’m sure you can.”
“Y-Yeah,” I whisper back. I catch Zack watching with interest over his shoulder, remarkably polite for a feral. “Come here, Zack,” I call, holding my arms out. He slips behind me, lifting me slightly until my back rests in his lap. His maple and barley scent fills my nostrils, and I wrap my hands backward around his waist.
“Fuck,” Callisto says, watching me. The position bends my back, making my breasts pop, and he slides his free hand up my body to stroke the curves. And then he grinds his fist up into me.
A guttural moan starts deep in my belly as my wet lips suck him in. He’s touching every fucking thing inside!
“Oh, Red,” he murmurs in wonder. “You’re so beautiful, you’re sucking on my arm.”
I’m too breathless to laugh and too full to move, so I settle for a needy whine that pitches with omega desperation.
“Gosh, beautiful.” And Callisto Wren, the fearsome lawyer, gets tears in his eyes. “I’m here. I’ve got you so good. Fuck!”
Zack groans too as my scent shatters. The bond tells him I’m in heaven, and his own pleasure rebounds back to me. My legsshake as Callisto slowly pumps his fist, watching my expression for any signs of discomfort.
“More,” I pant out, reassuring him. One day we’ll bond, and he won’t have to guess. Sooner rather than later, I say.
The pressure in my core builds, teetering on the edge between too-much and pleasure, but never falling. I hold Zack in a death grip and shout loud enough to wake Rickon, who rolls over to hold me. Cradled by all three of my alphas for the first time, I implode in an inferno of desire.
“Damn, baby,” Callisto cries, free hand trembling where he strokes my ribs. “You’re taking me so deep!” Pressure knocks into me as he thrusts a little harder, the alpha panting with desire. He lifts my knee high, and his erection bobs into my thigh as he groans.
Fire explodes within and I shake, a dark yearning grabbing me in a chokehold. “More, alpha! More of you,” I beg. I need to be joined.
Callisto draws out his soaked hand and fits his cock to my pussy. I thrust my hips up with desperation and he slips inside. It’s so good, a buffet of sensations rolling over me. My alpha growls and plunges in hard, startling a gasp from me. He grinds in, balls deep, and a second later his knot locks inside my pussy.
Starlight detonates behind my eyes. I groan at the change and crunch inward, the blinding orgasm blurring my sanity.
Suddenly my body gives a twist I’ve never felt before, as if I have a lock of my own that snapped shut. My hips twitch upward with the force.
“Oh fuck, Red!” Callisto gasps out, eyes widening. “What are you doing?” His fingers close tightly around my waist. “Shit. I can’t hold it. You’re so . . . fucking gorgeous!” he roars.
I don’t know. All I know is I must have Callisto, right now or I’ll die. I reach one arm out, and he clasps it, tugging me partly upright. Zack and Rickon follow, supporting me.
