I’m crampy and achy and needy.
Declan’s a pro at teasing my body, but I’m so empty. I want them both inside me, but I also miss Ravvi.
He’ll be here this time…
I don’t want to traumatize Declan and Damian by crying at such an inopportune time. I’m still surprised I didn’t scar Riot and Creed for life. They were attentive and calm, while I was a hysterical mess, and they continued to have nothing but the utmost patience. They’re going to make some omega really happy someday.
I don’t even want to think about that.
I want to focus on now, and I’m only missing Ravvi. If he were here, the nest would smell right. Except, it’s not even a nest…
This is a nightmare.
Anxiety pulses in my chest.
I don’t want to give in to the fear, but it’s hard not to relive how scared I was last time.
“You’re thinking too much, sweetheart,” Declan says. “Come on, Damian. Do something to distract her.”
Damian sits up in a crunch, flicking his tongue over my nipple before gently biting it, and I lose the ability to focus on anything except the here and now.
Pleasure builds as my skin heats.
Declan is the only thing keeping me from flattening Damian to the mattress. Being wrapped up in both of their pheromones has me buzzing. The euphoric high makes it difficult to comprehend whether this is even real. Except Damian is so hard under me, and Declan’s stiff cock bumps my ass as he works my clit.
Every grind of my hips has me searching for Damian’s knot. Even though he’s not inside me, it feels incredible when it brushes my opening.
“Fuck…” Damian’s hands lock down on my hips as he switches to my other nipple.
Declan has to move his hand from my chest to make it possible, but he wraps it in my hair, giving a little tug. “Come on, princess. I wanna hear you scream for us. Make sure everyone in the vicinity knows how hard you’re about to come.”
Damian’s cock swells, getting longer and thicker andso much harder. That, combined with the look on his face, it’s all too much.
The pleasure building in my lower stomach turns to electric shocks of euphoria starting in my clit and zipping through my body.
I’d normally be embarrassed of the sounds that spill from my lips, but I can’t control them.
Declan yanks my hair, raking his teeth down the column of my neck, and I come so hard that my vision gets hazy. I try to focus on rubbing my soaked pussy over Damian’s length whilestudying the pleasure written all over his face, but it almost feels like I’m disconnected from my body.
Their scents are too potent, and my head is too hazy. My system overloads with bliss, but once again, Declan keeps me upright. The shivering and shaking go on for so long that my skin almost feels too sensitive.
“Scoot back,” I tell Declan, bumping my ass against his jeans.
“Yes, ma’am.” He chuckles, releasing my hair and moving down Damian’s legs.
I stretch over Damian’s chest, pecking a quick kiss on his lips. I’m obsessed with his expression as I pull back.
My instincts are in full control as I crawl down his body, wrapping my hand around his shaft and bringing his crown to my lips.
My tongue flicks over the head of his cock, and Damian hisses.
“Aww, fuck.”
Declan chuckles, slapping my ass. It’s partially covered by my panties that are still on—just completely destroyed—so there’s only a partial sizzle of sting.
“I should have seen that coming. Okay, princess. Lick up every drop. Make sure you soak up as much of his cum as you can.” He squeezes my ass cheek and groans. “Fuck, you’re dripping slick.” His fingers run down the seam of my pussy from behind, and I end up licking Damian’s lower stomach like a total weirdo as I seek out every remnant of the taste of his cum.
The bus shakes slightly, and the door to my room opens.
