Who dared to touch what belongs to me?
“It’s okay. I’m okay. What do you need? I’ll give you whatever you want.”
I want to scream at him to bond me, but the words don’t spill from my lips, just a desperate, needy moan does.
My pussy is filled with my sad Alpha’s knot, but I need the one in front of me too. His cock is already hard and dripping from the tip.
I love that my scent alone can do that to him.
I greedily lap at the head. He tastes likemineas I swallow him down.
He doesn’t smell like me enough, though.
And even though I love his vetiver and lavender scent… he needs to smell like me. There needs to be no doubt that he’s taken, that all of them are mine, and they can’t take them away from me.
Where is my Beta?
I need all of them.
They should be worshiping me, loving me, begging me to let them bond with me.
“What do you need, baby girl?” the quiet Alpha in front of me asks while he cradles my jaw with his large hand.
I need everything but I can’t express it with words, just my body. My head bobs as I suck him down, tasting him. It’s hard to focus with all the sensations, but I know I’m doing a good job.
The sad Alpha’s knot is tight inside of me, and he groans with each one of my movements. I feel powerful having that effect on him.
I made him fold and give in to me. I never want to stop.
Both of my Alpha’s hands are on me, making me feel lightheaded with a sleepy sort of daze, but I can’t stop. I needthem to fill me up, and continue giving me what I need. They make the ache go away.
My Beta comes up next to me, rubbing my back, and I arch against his touch.
They’re all touching me, and I feel like I’m in fucking heaven.
Now I just need someone to fucking bite me so I feel whole.
It’s hard to focus, and my quiet Alpha takes pity on me, fucking into my mouth. He’s usually so gentle, but right now I don’t want gentle.
It’s like no touch is enough.
I could crawl into their skin, and it wouldn’t be enough.
My sad Alpha’s knot releases me and then my quiet Alpha’s length pops out of my mouth before I shift onto his lap, begging to be knotted again.
Will this ache ever go away?
He cradles my face as he fucks me, denying me his knot, and I’m so close to snapping, to demanding that they give me what I want.
“I’m sorry, Lily. I’m here now. I’m so, so sorry,” he whispers. I don’t know what he’s talking about, but if he doesn’t give me what I want soon, he will be sorry.
Luckily for the both of us, he does just that, giving me his knot and stretching me perfectly, causing the ache to pause for a small, precious moment.
My mind feels jumbled, but his arms wrap tightly around me, helping to center my thoughts.
My pussy grips him, holding him tight inside of me as I break and fall apart in his arms until glorious sleep takes me again.
I’m still knottedinside Lily. As soon as she came, she passed out in my arms. Fuck, it feels good having her back in my grasp.
