“Fucking saints,” Simon hisses.
Fucking saints is right.
My alphas strip immediately, and when Luca is lying back in my nest, my tattooed alpha god spread out for my enjoyment, Ian lowers me slowly over his cock. Luca grinds me down on his length, his piercings rubbing inside me, and I throw my head back, baring my neck to Ian, who laves his tongue over his bite.
Luca smirks and takes my hand, attending to his own bite, licking and sucking until I’m bouncing as fast and hard as I can on his cock.
Ian presses two fingers into my ass and Luca finds my clit and within two strokes, I break apart, my orgasm blazing through me. The moment I’ve settled, Ian draws his fingers from me and lines his cock up with my back entrance, slowly pushing forward until he glides into my tight hole.
Fuck.
So full.
They’ve stretched me to my limit, filled me beyond what I think my body can take, and for a moment, the three of us just breathe. I’m the first to move, rocking experimentally on the two thick alpha cocks inside of me.
“Too much, my darling?” Ian asks, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. He cups one of my breasts, massaging it and tweaking one of my nipples until desire shoots through me once more.
“Perfect,” I sigh.
But it’s not perfect, not yet.
I beckon for Simon, and he joins us, stroking my cheek as I take his length in my hand and then my mouth.
Cassian lets out a low curse as he watches me take two alphas and our beta, and Simon laughs, dark and full of promise.
“Come kiss me, alpha, while I fuck our pretty omega’s mouth.”
I whine, but saints, the weight of him on my tongue has slick running down my spread thighs.
It’s too much to think about, but my alphas free me from my indecision, moving me on their cocks, thrusting inside me in turns, withdrawing and filling me in a rhythm that heats my blood.
I come again the moment Luca circles his fingers over my clit, triggering his orgasm. He thrusts up into me, sharp and erratic as he comes and at my pleading whine, he drives his knot into my cunt.
My orgasm spikes inside me as my alphas fill me, one with his knot and the other his cock, and I panic briefly, wondering if I’ll truly be able to take them both.
But my alphas are smart. Luca toys with me, rubbing circles over my clit while Ian fucks my ass, slow and steady, letting my desire simmer and then spike. They take me over the edge together, again and again, and it’s only then that Ian takes me harder, faster.
“Ready for me, my darling?” Ian grits out, on the edge of his own orgasm.
I vigorously nod my head as much as I can with Simon’s cock still in my mouth.
He comes with a few jerky strokes and then slowly, so tantalizingly slowly, giving me time to adjust to him, works his knot into my ass.
Holy. Fucking. Saints.
I cry out my pleasure as they work their thick knots in my two holes, bouncing and rocking, chasing one orgasm and the next.
Simon swears as he watches me, and when I hollow out my cheeks, sucking him desperately, he follows me over the edge, coming down my throat in hot spurts.
“Fuck, princess,” Luca groans as I squeeze around him. The moment my orgasm passes, he slips free, his knot deflated, but Ian still has plans for me.
He holds me close as he rolls us so he’s on his back and I’m astride him, working his knot in my ass.
I reach for Cassian, and he comes to me, dropping to his knees in front of me.
He claims my mouth in a kiss and traces his fingers down my front, tweaking one nipple and then the other before trailing his touch lower. He strokes my clit, but his touch is light, teasing. I whine into his kiss, needing his cock, his knot.
He gives me his fingers instead, thrusting two of them inside me as he rubs my clit with his thumb. Paired with Ian’s knot in my ass, his touch makes me crest, sharp and fast, and I break our kiss, begging for his cock.
