I can feel Charlie nearby, his presence a heated shadow, and when I look over, I see his eyes devouring the way Jake’s cock disappears into me.
He’s stroking himself, his strong hands working that massive length. It makes me clench around Jake, which makes him groan and thrust into me harder. Like a feedback loop of pleasure.
“Charlie,” I gasp, needing his touch, needing them both.
“I’m here.” He moves closer, playing with my breast and pinching my nipple before bending down to take a hard bud into his mouth.
His hand travels down to where my clit is, his tongue and fingers a slow torture, and Jake’s heavy pumps send me over the edge into a blinding climax. I arch into Jake with the force of my orgasm.
“Flip her over,” Charlie tells Jake, and I’m rolled so I’m on top with Jake’s hands gripping my hips and lifting me up and down his shaft.
Charlie comes up behind. His fingers, rough and callused, part my ass cheeks, exposing me to the cool air of the room. I shiver, pushing back instinctively, my body begging for it.
“Charlie, knot me too,” I plead, turning my head to meet his heated gaze. “Please.”
“How did I ever get so lucky?” Charlie whispers reverently, his tone laced with lust and warmth, dipping his fingers into the leaking slick from where Jake thrusts into my pussy, gathering the warm, slippery essence.
“Omega, you’re perfect,” he murmurs, his voice gravelly with tender hunger. Then he presses one finger in, breaching me slowly.
The stretch stings, but it’s laced with pleasure, my nerves lighting up as he works me open, scissoring his digits while Jake keeps up his relentless pace. Slick drips everywhere, the sharpening scent of my arousal filling the nest like a drug.
“You feel so good, Willa, so ready for us,” Jake adds softly, his thrusts slowing just enough to let me breathe, his hand stroking my cheek.
“That’s my girl, opening up so sweetly for me,” Charlie praises, pulling them out, and I feel the blunt head of his cock nudge against me, thick and insistent. He grabs more slick from my pussy—Jake’s cock dragging out just enough to let him scoop it—coating himself before lining up. “I love how you take us, Omega. We’re going to make you ours forever.”
With a grunt, Charlie pushes in, his knot already swelling at the base of his cock. The burn is exquisite, a sharp fullness that makes me cry out, my voice breaking into a sob of pleasure.
I gasp at the feeling of having them both inside me again. Jake doesn’t stop, his hips snapping forward, sandwiching me between their massive bodies with a protective tenderness.
Charlie’s cock sinks deeper, inch by throbbing inch.
“Good girl, taking us both so deep,” he growls softly, his praise making me clench harder around them, his hand caressing my back.
They find a rhythm, brutal and synced, Jake pulling out as Charlie thrusts in, then reversing, their cocks rubbing against each other through my flesh. The friction is overwhelming, sending shockwaves through my core.
My body rocks between them, my knees digging into the softness of the nest.
“We need you, Willa—our perfect Omega,” Jake breathes against my ear, his voice tender amid the urgency.
Beau watches from the side, his hand fisted around his semi-hard length, eyes dark with hunger as he watches me being double-knotted.
I will never be alone again; the rightness of it fills me with elation. I expose my neck, arching in a way that gives them both access.
“Claim me, bite me,” I whimper, and I’m met with fire and heat.
“So beautiful like this, all ours.” Charlie pulls my head back with a gentle tug of my hair and claims my mouth in a searing kiss. I feel Jake lean up and lick a spot on my neck.
“Are you sure, pretty girl?” he asks, and I nod, never more sure of anything in my life.
Their scents envelop me, Alpha musk so potent it makes my Omega instincts surge, my pussy gushing more slick around Jake. I’m theirs; I feel it building, the bond hovering just out of reach, a tingling thread in my mind waiting to snap into place.
Then come the bites.
Jake bites down first, his teeth sinking into the curve of my neck, right over my scent gland. The pain blooms hot and sharp, blood welling under his teeth, but it’s eclipsed by a rush of ecstasy.
“Mine, my sweet Omega,” he murmurs through the bite, his growl vibrating against my skin as he bites down harder, claiming me with fierce love as he slides his knot into me and sends me over the edge.
And as if they planned it, the moment I climax, Charlie follows, his mouth latching onto my other shoulder, teeth piercing flesh, letting out a groan that sends the part of my brain that could think into paralysis.
