Beau doesn’t wait. He thrusts up,hard, and my body jolts in Theo’s grip, a filthy slap of wet heat as slick spills down over Beau’s cock and onto the bed.
“She’s going to fucking soak us,” he snarls, slamming into me again. “You feel that, Theo?”
Theo groans against my neck, his cock rutting between my ass cheeks, sticky and desperate.
“I feel everything,” he grits out. “I feel how she clenches. I feel how she moans. I feel how sheneedsthis.”
I whimper, caught between them, rocked by Beau’s brutal rhythm below and Theo’s filthy grind behind.
“She was made for this,” Beau growls. “Made for us. Made to be filled, over and over and over again.”
It's then that Theo hooks his hands under my thighs and starts thoroughly bouncing me, lifting and pressing me down to meet each practiced thrust from Beau. I sob his name, completelyundone, but Theo doesn’t stop. He keeps moving me in time with Beau’s rhythm while rutting against the cleft of my ass.
“Fucking hell: you should see this,” Connor groans, fist pumping over his cock. “This isinsane.”
Theo ruts harder behind me, cock leaking as he groans.
“Gonna fuck her full next. Wanna knot her while you’re still inside her, Beau. She’ll be dripping fordays.”
Beau fucks me harder, his cock slamming home again and again until he snarls, low and possessive.
“You’re so fucking perfect like this, Omega,” he hisses. “Spread wide, and full, with your slick all over me.”
Theo groans, humping himself impossibly faster between my ass cheeks, covering my skin in his alpha slick.
“Can’t wait to fill you next,” he grits, teeth at my ear. “You want that? Want both of us?”
My answer is a wrecked sob.
“She’s close,” Beau growls. “She’s going to come like this—fucked full while her other alpha humps her like a bitch in heat.”
Connor’s weight shifts on the bed, and then his presence is right there—heat and scent and thick need crowding my space. I barely have time to breathe before his hand cups my jaw, thumb pressing gently at the corner of my mouth.
“You know what I want, Omega. My favorite part. Open up that pretty mouth for me.”
My lips part instinctively, more than familiar with this dance and how much he loves to fuck my mouth, and he slides right in.
A low groan leaves him, hand tightening in my hair as my tongue moves, tasting salt and heat and alpha.
“That’s it,” Theo murmurs at my ear, breath shaking as he holds me steady. “You’re doing so good. Just like that.”
“Look at you,” Connor groans. “Our perfect little Omega.”
The sounds are obscene: wet, ragged, and desperate. Slick spills down my thighs, soaking Theo’s legs and streaking the sheets beneath us. The room smells like sex and omega andpack, thick enough it feels like breathing it in could undo anyone who walked in now.
It’sfilthy.
It’sperfect.
Connor's hips flex as he fucks deeper into my mouth, the thick head of his cock brushing against the back of my throat and making me gag.
“Fuck—she’s so good. She’s so fucking good—”
“She was made for it,” Beau grits, thrusting up hard enough to knock a cry from my chest. “You feel how she clenches?”
I moan, my throat working as my body trembles, overwhelmed by sensation from every side.
“She can take more,” Beau growls. “Can’t you, baby?”
