“My Omega wants to come,” I say to her, dipping my fingers into her dripping pussy.
She moans and leans back against the digits, taking them all the way in and moving restlessly, seeking more. I pull my hand back and grip her hips, repositioning her. There’s something incredible about this new angle. I can already tell that we are going to fit together perfectly when she’s on her hands and knees.
“My sweet, wonderful girl,” I say to her as I slip the head of my cock between her folds. “You are so perfect for me.”
She whimpers, moving restlessly. I hold her back, letting her work herself up, watching the way her breath quickens—ragged and needy. A slick mix of all of us glistens on her thighs, running down her skin, and fuck, it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
I never thought I had a breeding kink, but the thought of her womb full of our seed—of her getting pregnant—nearly pushes me over the edge.
I press into her in one long, sharp thrust, and her back arches as she shouts with pleasure. She’s still incredibly tight, but I can tell that this time, I’m not hurting her. She’s practicallyscreaming with pleasure as I grip her hips and pound into her, and I worry in a distant way that the people staying next to us are going to call the front desk.
As if reading my mind, Charlie comes closer and taps her cheek with his stiff cock. She obligingly takes it into her mouth, reducing the sound of her pleasure to quiet moans as I thrust into her, driving her ever closer to orgasm.
I’m vaguely aware of Jake alongside me, his hand working along his own length as we all rush toward an orgasm at the same time.
Charlie gets there first with a yell, his thighs shaking as Willa grips the base of his cock and works her head along his length. Jake follows close behind, raining come onto the sweet slope of her arched back. Willa releases Charlie and grinds back into me, pressing her face into the mattress and moaning as I plunge wildly into her.
She orgasms abruptly, her body nearly rocking forward out of my grip as her legs tremble wildly. I allow myself the luxury of holding back for two more driving thrusts before knotting her again, giving in to my orgasm and falling over her body, covering her frame with mine as I spill inside of her for the second time.
We all collapse together, panting for air, but glowing with pleasure. Willa hums with satisfaction, her hand stroking up and down my thigh.
I open my mouth to again suggest that we all take a shower, but Willa speaks first.
“More,” she says greedily. “I want more.”
THIRTY-TWO
charlie
I rollover and open my eyes. My foot cramps painfully, and I move Jake’s leg off my calf. I feel like I’ve been running miles every day, but really, we’ve just been holed up here while Willa goes through what has to be one of the most intense heat cycles ever.
I blink a little in the dim, early morning light, wondering what seems different. As my sleepy brain collects data, I realize that Willa’s scent has tapered off. Maybe she’s through it now.
A part of me is sad about that, not wanting to admit how freeing it has been to just be with her so fully, precisely because she has been beyond herself with lust.
I roll to the edge of the bed, careful not to wake Willa, Jake, and Beau. I look down at them for a moment, all tangled limbs and soft snores, actively ignoring my painfully erect cock.
Our Omega has been insatiable. It feels like I have had more orgasms in the last forty-eight hours than I have in the last two months. But the scent of her and the soft sounds she’s making in sleep have me achingly hard.
Sighing, I collect my clothing and grab my wallet. She needs to sleep, but she has to be exhausted and hungry. I go downthe hall to the vending machine, pick out some snacks, and buy some bottles of water.
We have been trying to take good care of our girl, but everything has been so frenzied that it’s been hard to get her to focus on nutrition and hydration. Willa hasn’t let us stop fucking her—her heat has been all-consuming. Food and water haven’t been on her to-do list.
I slip back into the hotel room and close the door. I put the food on the low table near the sofa, and take one of the bottles of water over to the bed. Willa has rolled away from Beau and Jake and is curled up in a cute, sexy little ball at the edge of the bed.
“Willa,” I whisper to her, stroking a hand down her arm soothingly. “You need to drink some water, baby.”
She wakes slowly, blinking up at me, and a little smile slips over her face. She grabs my wrist and rubs her face gently against my arm like a cat looking to be stroked. I smile and pull her into a seated position, passing her the bottle of water.
“Drink,” I tell her before scooping up the snacks I grabbed from the machine. “You need to eat something, too.”
She nods, glancing back over her shoulder at the sleeping men next to her. A satisfied, feline smile slips over her face. I try to ignore what that look does to me as I go into the bathroom and run the water until it’s warm. I soak a washcloth and bring it back to her, hanging onto it while she nibbles at a protein bar.
“Can I clean you up a little?” I ask, feeling a little shy all of a sudden.
She blinks up at me, setting the bar aside. “Yes, if you want,” she says, nipping her lower lip.
I stare for a moment, feeling weirdly awkward but also extremely turned on, and as the scent of her heat wraps around me like a siren’s song, I realize she's not out of it yet.
