Desperate to feel her, I push forward, entering her slowly, savoring every single inch. It's been years since I've been with a woman, and I'd forgotten how soft, how sweet they are.
Tansy’s body is a perfect, velvet heat that envelops me.
A low groan escapes my lips as I sink deeper, burying myself to the hilt.
“Oh, yes,” Tansy moans as her soft thighs wrap around my hips, pulling me even closer, a silent demand for more.
I thrust, a slow, deep rhythm that builds a fire in my blood. I'm so lost in the feel of her that I almost forget we're not alone. But then I feel their eyes on us.
I glance over and see Warren kneeling beside Cass, his big hand wrapped around Cass's cock, stroking him slowly, squeezing what's left of his deflated knot. Grason is on the other side, his own fist pumping his thick, hard cock, his eyes fixed on where we're joined.
"Fuck her, Beck," Grason growls, his voice a low, dark rumble that makes Tansy's pussy tighten around me. "Don't be gentle. She wants to feel it. Show her how much you want her."
I obey, picking up the pace, my thrusts becoming harder, deeper, for him, for all of them.
"Look at those pretty tits bouncing," Grason continues,his voice thick with lust. "They're begging to be touched." He reaches out, his big hand engulfing one of her breasts, his thumb brushing over her sensitive nipple. He squeezes, making her gasp, and her inner walls clamp down on my cock like a vise.
The sensation is so intense it almost makes me come right then and there.
"That's it, baby," Grason praises Tansy, his eyes locked on her face. "You're taking him so well. Such a good omega for your beta."
He pinches her nipple, a sharp, sudden twist that has her crying out. Her back arches off the blankets, and her pussy flutters around my cock, a series of tight, rhythmic pulses that milk me for all I'm worth.
The feel of her coming, the sight of her lost in pleasure, is too much. The pressure that's been building in my spine explodes, and I'm suddenly coming, my own orgasm hitting me hard and fast.
A strangled groan tears from my throat as I bury myself deep inside her, my cock pulsing as I spill myself into her.
A wave of embarrassment washes over me as the last tremor subsides.I came too fast.
I pull back, ready to apologize, but the look on Tansy’s face stops me. Her eyes are closed, her lips parted in a soft, blissed-out smile. She looks completely and utterly satisfied, a beautiful, sated glow radiating from her.
I feel a hand on my shoulder, and I look up to see Warren smiling down at me. "Good job, sweet boy," he says softly, his voice full of understanding. “You fucked her so well.”
Grason leans in, pressing a soft kiss to Tansy's forehead. "You did good for Beck," he murmurs, his eyes meeting mine over her head. “You came for him so pretty.”
And just like that, the embarrassment fades, replaced by a warm, comforting sense of belonging.
"Come here, pretty omega," Grason says, his voice a low, possessive growl. He and Warren move as one, gently but firmly pulling Tansy out from under me. I shift back onto my knees, my body humming with residual pleasure as I watch them.
“Beck.” Cass points to his own still-hard cock, slick glistening along the thick shaft. "Come here," he commands, his voice soft but absolute. "Sit on it."
I obey instantly, scrambling over to him and straddling his hips. I reach down to line him up, then sink, my body swallowing his thick length in one slow, deep glide. The feeling is incredible, a familiar, satisfying fullness that makes my limp cock twitch slightly.
Then we both turn to watch our packmates.
Warren lies on his back, his muscular body long and lean. Tansy straddles him, her wild red curls a curtain around her face as she leans over his body. A soft moan escapes her lips as he fills her.
Grason curls his big body over her back, a living blanket of muscle and heat. He nips her shoulder, his voice a low, dark murmur. “I’m going to prepare you first. Okay?”
She just nods, her breath coming out in ragged pants. Grason reaches down, his fingers finding her tight, puckered entrance. He starts to finger her, pushing one in slowly, carefully stretching her for his cock. "That's it," he praises, his voice a low rumble. "Relax for me, baby. Let me in. You're doing so good."
The look on Tansy’s face is pure, unadulterated bliss. Her eyes are half-closed, her lips parted, her expression one of complete surrender.
Warren grips her hips, his hands like vices, forcing herto keep fucking him, to keep taking his cock as Grason prepares her ass. Her hair sticks to her sweaty temples, her body a beautiful, writhing thing caught between two alphas.
I move, rocking my hips back and forth on Cass's cock, fucking myself in time to the slow, deliberate rhythm of Grason's fingering. Every time his fingers sink into Tansy's ass, I sink down onto Cass. When he pulls back, so do I.
The feeling is intoxicating, a shared rhythm of pleasure that connects all of us.
