Kyte leans back, his muscled torso flexing as he grips my hips and lifts me so he’s pumping into me.
Ceredes takes a nipple into his mouth as I reach for Jeren, delve my hand into his briefs, and wrap my hand around his cock. His hips jolt forward, and he grips the headboard as I run my hand along him. But I can’t concentrate, not when Kyte is making me feel so good and Ceredes is ravaging my breasts.
Jeren feels my thoughts, and then he wraps his hand around mine, easing my palm up and down his shaft, showing me what he likes.
I throw my head back as Ceredes bites my nipple again, the skin so sensitive that I feel like I could come just from his mouth. Kyte’s grip on my hips intensifies, a sheen of sweat breaking out across his body as he makes me his. Each impact sends me higher, my body twining around itself, my desire a rubber band ready to burst free. When Ceredes reaches into his pants and starts stroking himself, I make a keening sound. Because I want him in my mouth. But he continues sucking my breasts, winding me up and making me need release so badly I want to beg for it.
The sensations wash over me. Jeren’s thick cock, Ceredes’s hot mouth, and Kyte filling me with each hard thrust.
When I meet Jeren’s lust-glazed eyes, I feel myself teetering over the edge, and when Kyte strokes my clit, I fall over the precipice.
My breath stops, my hips freeze, and then I’m lost. I’m drowning in so much pleasure that I can’t seem to think to fill my lungs.
Kyte doesn’t stop, each movement from him heightening my pleasure until every part of me is awash in ecstasy. His thrusts are deep and hard, coaxing more shudders through me, all of them ending between my legs where we’re joined.
When my body finally goes loose, my mind awash in warmth and comfort, Kyte’s weight lifts, and I’m met with dark eyes and a hungry soul.
“Jeren.” I reach for him, and when he slides inside me, I moan.
“My only love.” He kisses me as his muscles shake and he moves with controlled strokes that bring my need roaring back to life. Our link ignites in a swirl of dark embers as I run my fingers through his black hair and taste his mouth as he moves inside me.
His kiss is rough, his movements fluid, and his soul on fire. I join him, lifting my hips to his rhythm. He turns my head and bites my neck, his teeth giving me a slight sting that only heightens my pleasure. My eyes meet Kyte’s, and I lower my gaze to his hand as he strokes himself. My body coils tighter, and golden sparks dance overhead as my power demands release. I want it so badly, but Jeren slows and runs his teeth to my breast. With a pull, he lifts me so I straddle him as he sits up.
Ceredes slides behind me, and I’m pressed between two Alphas while the third watches. Jeren doesn’t stop his thrusts, but they hit me deeper now that we’re upright. Ceredes reaches around and grips my breasts, his mouth going to my shoulder as we move together, all of us wrapped tightly in an erotic bond. His cock rubs along my ass, the thick length pressing between my cheeks as his powerful hips keep me tight against Jeren’s hard body.
Each bounce on Jeren hits my clit just right, and when Ceredes pinches my nipples hard, I gasp. Kyte claims the sound, his mouth coming down on me as he runs his fingers through my hair.
A buzz like I’ve never felt careens through me. Not like the edibles I tried last summer, not like that time I had the flu and thought I could hear colors—this high is something that I can’t quantify, something I want to feel until I drown in every delicious wave of pleasure it has to offer.
“You feel so good, Lana.” Ceredes’s voice is in my ear, so low that it’s almost a dark caress. He pinches my nipples even harder as Kyte bites my lip and Jeren’s steady thrusts make me curl my toes.
“Feel all of her, brother.” Jeren grips my hips and pulls me free of them, then sets me on my knees.
Ceredes’s hands come down hard on my ass, and then I feel him against my entrance. More wetness flows from between my thighs, slick dripping onto the bed. Kyte runs his finger along the sheet and brings it to his lips, his tongue lapping every bit of me up.
I moan into the bed, and Ceredes pushes inside. A small sting of pain erupts, but he quickly soothes it away with a smooth plunge all the way to my core. My nails shred the bed as he pulls out and slams against me, our sweat-slicked skin slapping as he keeps a hard grip on my hips.
“My beautiful Omega.” He thrusts hard each time, his pace increasing as he rides me. I lift onto my elbows and find Jeren kneeling in front of me, his hand on his cock. I want all of them, some wild part of my brain demanding each of them give me their seed.
Leaning forward I lick his head.
Ceredes yanks me back onto his cock, but Jeren moves forward, his hand going to my head and fisting my hair as he guides my tongue to him. I suck him in and jolt when I feel Kyte’s fingers on my clit. He moves in time with Ceredes, and I run my tongue along Jeren, tasting both of us as I lick and suck sloppily. He doesn’t seem to mind, his grip growing tighter as he feeds more of himself into my mouth.
I’m filled with my Alphas, and Kyte’s fingers are working me almost as hard as Ceredes. Each stroke from him sends me higher until my hips freeze and I come. Ceredes slams harder, each jarring bit of contact deepening my release, and when he stills and grunts, one of his hands pressing on my lower back and the other gripping my hip, I come undone, my body squeezing his cock as his knot thickens, locking him in place as he spills inside me, his seed thick and wet as I moan around Jeren’s head.
Ceredes’s release reverberates through the bond, and I’m truly high now. Gone on a cloud of ecstasy that never seems to deflate. Locked in passion, I can’t think, can’t do anything except be here with my Alphas, joining with them until we are a smooth, unbroken circle, no end, no beginning.
Jeren’s hold on my hair tightens even more. “I can’t hold out.”
“Come in my mouth.” I run my tongue along the ridge of his cock, and he grunts, his knot drawing up as he comes, his sweet and spicy taste coating my tongue as his hips thrust forward and I try to swallow. I want every drop, but some spills down my chin as he releases, his body taut, his head thrown back in utter pleasure. I’m still in the aftershocks, my orgasm never stopping as Ceredes remains embedded deep inside and Kyte drops kisses all over my back.
When Jeren is spent, he sits back and gulps in air, his eyes like black fire. He sends nothing but love and contentment down the bond. With a swipe, he cleans my chin, then kisses me.
“Pillars!” Ceredes bites out then pulls away.
I sink to the bed, but Kyte rolls me over. My sweet, hurt heart. The male who needs me now more than ever. I open my arms and he comes to me, his body pressing against mine as he slides slowly, lovingly inside. Wrapping my legs around him, I hold on as he gives me all of him—his sadness, his love, his desire. Jeren and Ceredes watch, their souls dancing with ours but giving Kyte room to have me to himself. For this moment when he needs to heal.
“I love you,” I whisper in his ear as he worships me with his body, his hips grinding against me and winding me up again, my body unable to fight against this need. I crave his release and mine. The thought of his come mixing with Ceredes’s inside me has me panting harder, our sweaty bodies sliding as he moves faster.
