I want every single one of their knots. I want to be stretched open until it hurts, until each knot is locked into me so tightly that we’ll never separate.
Rowan watches me hungrily from the other section of the couch, while Ryland just stares down at my cunt. Travis sits behind me, stroking my hair while I lie on top of the nesting blankets.
“You look so fucking pretty like this,” he whispers, and I shiver. “So pretty on those blankets I made just for you.”
I moan. “Alpha,” I beg. “Please, please.”
“Didn’t know you were capable of begging,” Travis murmurs, still running his fingers through my hair. “But I also didn’t know you would be everything I dreamed of.”
He’s torturing me, and Rowan and Ryland just sit there, watching as he does it.
It makes me soak myself with slick.
“They’re waiting for my orders,” he adds, his voice dangerously low. “They know not to touch you until I give the okay. Because you wereminefirst.”
He tugs at my hair for emphasis, and I lift my hips with a silent cry.
I’m going to die if I don’t get fucked.
I’m nothing but a feral Omega that lives to be filled, and these Alphas somehow have the patience of saints.
I can see Rowan and Ryland’s erections through their sweatpants, and my mouth waters.
“You’re torturing me,” I accuse Travis, and he laughs.
The bastard actuallylaughswhile my cunt weeps with need.
“You tortured me for a whole fucking year,” he hisses, then sharply slaps my breast. Already pink and puffy from Ryland’s mouth, fire dances across my nipple as my core throbs. “You’re lucky I don’t make you beg more.”
One more slap to my other breast, and my moan echoes throughout the living room.
“Fuck, I’m not going to last watching this,” Rowan moans. “She’s too fucking pretty like that.”
A wet spot of precome has formed on both Rowan and Ryland’s sweatpants, and my clit throbs with need.
I whine, helpless and at the mercy of the pack leader.
“Spread your cunt lips,” Travis orders. “Show them what they’re going to fill with cum.”
“Please,” I whine, abandoning all my shame.
“Do it.”
I lock eyes with Ryland as I spread myself open, showing him and his brother my most intimate area.
“Oh, sweet fuck,” Ryland whispers. “You’re so pink and pretty, baby.”
He works himself through his sweatpants, and my mouth waters at the sight of his thick cock in his palm.
I’m delirious. I’ll do anything they want just so I can take those cocks inside me.
Anything.
“You want three knots, Omega?” Travis whispers. “You think you can take all our cocks?”
“I know I can,” I hiss. “I need you. I need all three of you.”
“Then get on your hands and knees and stick that pretty ass out for us.”
