“Silva,” he whines, his breath catching as I suck on the crown of his shaft.
“Mmhmm,” I say around him, sucking harder.
“Did you find something to suck on?” Syrus asks, coming back to sink his fingers into my hair and massaging my scalp as I moan.
Fuck does that feel good. My head hurts a little from the weight of my hair.
“Please,” Isidro gasps, his hands fisting as I take him to the back of my throat.
“Do you want her to stop?” Syrus asks, acting as my voice since my mouth is full.
“No…I want more,” he whimpers, his hand wrapping around one of Syrus’ wrists to hold on. We’re his anchors in a raging storm, and we’re more than happy to help.
“You’ll get it,” Syrus almost purrs, moving to cup the back of Isidro’s head and kissing him.
The kiss is sweet and intense, and Isidro leans forward, feeding me more of his cock unintentionally. Swallowing around him, I push myself until my nose is nuzzled against his pelvicbone. Hissing, Isidro’s fingers also sink into my hair, despite it still being up.
The water continues to fall in the shower, but I need to make Isidro feel good before we move in that direction. I’ve had a long enough day that the warm water will make me sleepy, and then no fun will be had. Bobbing my head slowly, I pull in my cheeks as I suck him off.
“Argh,” he groans, continuing to kiss Syrus.
“Have you been a bad boy and not let your alphas take care of you?” Syrus asks, kissing down his throat.
I’m still dressed, but that doesn’t matter. I want to hear Isidro’s reply.
“I’ve been too sick to…do anything,” he confesses. “I wanted to be with Silva.”
“And now…Will you be good and give her your cum?” Syrus asks. “I think our girl really wants it.”
Hearing Syrus call me that feels good, and I have to admit that I’m protesting too much. I need to stop and accept that this pack means something to me.
“Yeah. Silva, I’m close. It’s kind of disturbing how good you are at that.”
My lips twitch, because I’m simply following his cues. If he seems to like something, I do more of it. Cocks aren’t rocket science.
Squeezing his balls, I swallow Isidro down, enjoying the way that he shudders.
“Aye,DiosMio,” he cries out, his knees threatening to buckle.
Syrus catches him around the waist, holding him up as Isidro spills down my throat. His skin still feels warm, so it’s no wonder he’s been sick. His body is trying to metabolize his medications too quickly.
Swallowing down his cum, I pull off his cock to smile up at him, before sticking out my tongue to show him the streaks of his release clinging to it.
“Go get in the shower?” I suggest, rolling up to stand as I pull down my suspenders and pull my tank top off.
His jaw drops as he allows himself to stare at me, his eyes on my tits as I take off my bra next.
“You look amazing,” he breathes. “How did you not freeze tonight?”
“Secret tights apparently,” Syrus chuckles, maneuvering him into the shower.
Smirking, I continue to push down my shorts, glancing up to see Kyren standing at the door with his hand over his eyes.
“If you need Harlan or I, we’re grabbing one of the guest bedrooms and going to bed. Please come get one of us if he gets worse. I took his meds so he can’t take anymore. He’s going to get worse before he hits his heat,” he explains.
“Syrus and I got him,” I promise, standing there in nothing but my fleece lined tights. “You can get your stuff from the bed and breakfast and check out tomorrow. I already told Isidro that you’re staying here now.”
“Well, since you’ve had my omega’s cock in your mouth, you should probably call him Izzy, don’t you think?” Kyren asks, chuckling.
