When I growl, a pitiful imitation of theirs, Axel appears in front of me.
“Steady, little spoon,” he murmurs. “We’ve got you.”
Heat squares up against my back, the fresh, minty scent of Hudson cutting through the thick tang of our bodies. He draws my hair back as he laves my neck with his tongue, dropping gentle, nipping kisses that make me stretch towards him with complaining noises.
“Notenough.”
“Not this time,” Cade interrupts us, his tone leaving no question about who is ultimately in charge. “No bitemarks, Gabrielle. We made you a promise, and we’re keeping it.”
I huff, but the heat starts to crest again, that craving in my abdomen that clenches painfully, needing their bodies, their knots. I push myself back against Hudson, butting my head into his shoulder as his hands lightly trace my side.
Axel moves in closer, until I can’t breathe without my skin touching his chest. He nuzzles into me, his lips tracing mine before surging in with a kiss that feels scalding, sending flickers of want down my spine. Between them both, they begin stroking, touching my body, two sets of hands turning me to putty.
When Axel shifts down, I’m unprepared for him lifting my leg, jamming it over his shoulder as he buries his face in my slit. I’m covered in juices, mine and Nate’s, but Ax doesn’t care as he cleans away every trace, thoroughly fucking me with his tongue until Hudson is holding me still, his hand still playing with my nipples.
“Jesus,” Hudson groans in my ear. “So damn perfect, sweetheart.”
Axel makes a noise of agreement that vibrates through my body, pulling another gush of slick that he licks up with gusto. When he reappears, his face shines as he presses his mouth to mine, giving me a taste that feels like a delicious mixture of the three of us.
“We’re going to do this together,” Hudson breathes. He pulls my hair back, wrapping his hand around it and keeping my neck stretched. “I want to see your face as we fill you up. Deep breath, baby.”
Oh,fuck.
Axel moves first, hitching my leg over his hip as he nudges against me, slowly stretching me out. With my hair wrapped around Hudson’s hand, all I can do is breathe in and out as he pushes in an inch at a time, my body welcoming him. Once he’s fully seated inside me, he pauses, his eyes flicking over his shoulder.
Hudson kisses my shoulder. “Breathe.”
But all the air leaves my lungs as I feel him pushing at my back entrance, the mess we’ve made more than enough for him to sink in slowly, stretching me with a slight burn as Axel leans over, spreading my cheeks for him.
“Fucking hell,” Hudson murmurs. “Watching my cock disappear inside you is heaven. Taking me so well, baby. Such a good omega.” His words make me twitch, easing his way as he pushes past a ring of muscle and bottoms out inside me.
The sensation of both of them filling me so completely, our pelvises pressed together, is enough to recede the vicious ache between my legs, and I groan in relief.
“That’s it,” Axel praises. “So good, little spoon. Holding us both so well inside you.”
He flexes, his movements slower than Nate’s as he withdraws and pushes back again. I’m unprepared for Hudson to do the same, my cracked groan cutting off as his hand cups my throat, pinning my head against him as they both move in tandem.
My words stutter in the air, broken phrases pulled from me as their movements pull me closer to the edge.
“More – yes – please –faster—”
Axel suddenly pushes himself up against me, his knot nudging, big and hard and fucking pulsating as it pushes inside me. “Shhh,” he coaxes, his eyes on mine as he swivels his hips experimentally. “You’re gonna take both of these knots, baby. Both of us.”
Dizziness hits as I feel Hudson pushing slowly against me. My whine is pure need as I push back with the little movement they’ve afforded me, the change just enough to open me up for his knot to push in fully. I’m full of them, knots and scents and fluid, so much so that I can’t work out where I end and they begin.
Our bodies stay still as they let me adjust, their mouths moving over me as my release comes over me like a wave, growing and growing before releasing in a slow crash that wipes us all out. Axel bellows, his head thrown back as he fills me, and Hudson’s head drops to my shoulder as he reaches his climax.
Our shared breathing is harsh and choppy, and they both nuzzle against me, their soothing hands stroking at me and making my eyes flutter closed. I think I doze off, woken when they both pull away, and Hudson presses a cold bottle to my lips. I gulp down a tiny bit of water before I push it away, shaking my head as another cramp hits me.
Jesus. I think this might actually be how I die. This is going to last for days.
My eyes flick around me, panic rising when I don’t see him. My last alpha.
“Cade?” Even I wince at the high pitched whine in my voice.
I gasp when a hand curls around my throat from behind, and he tugs my face back towards him. He’s a shadow in the dim lighting, his beautiful face dark as he presses a long, lingering kiss to my lips. His fingers massage my throat, his grip tight enough to send a pulse of excitement through me as I lick my lips.
“You’re so beautiful when you’re knotted, baby,” he murmurs. “I nearly came in my hand just watching you.”
