I felt Doc’s low chuckle. “Why don’t you look up at what Storm and Podcast are doing, I’m sure it’ll distract you.”
I lifted my face from where it was buried in the blankets to find Storm putting Podcast into the same position that Doc had me before he entered him with a condom covered cock.
Podcast’s face was blissful as the other alpha bottomed out inside of him. His green eyes fluttered open and he offered me a loopy smile as he crawled forward, bringing Storm with him, until our lips were able to meet in the middle.
Doc was right about them being a distraction from the initial discomfort. Podcast’s lips moved against mine like he was playing tag, forcing me to chase him with my own.
I barely noticed when Doc started to move, his hips connecting with mine slowly at first as he experimented with depth and speed. That was until he leaned over my back and whispered.
“Don’t forget about me, June-bug,” he punctuated his words with a stray hand slipping around my front to play with my soaked folds.
The blend of pleasure from his fingers, cock, and Podcast’s lips was overwhelming as Doc pushed inside of me roughly. I could feel the edges of his knot pressed against the tight entrance of my ass, already starting to swell as he grunted with pleasure behind me.
Suddenly I was being lifted away from Podcast, my body being caged between Doc’s strong arms as his hips kicked forward, the new angle bringing him even deeper inside of me.
I made a noise of disapproval. “I wasn’t done yet,” I scolded around a whimper as he leaned down to suck on the column of my neck, undoubtedly leaving a bruise.
I glanced over at Storm, who had pulled Podcast up against his chest as well and was fiddling with something while the other omega’s chest heaved. “Don’t worry, sunshine, Doc and I just had an idea that will make both of you feel good,” Storm explained as he rolled a condom down Podcast’s stiff, weeping length.
I didn’t have time to question them further because Doc was moving forward until Podcast’s body was pressed against mine.
‘It’s going to be tight,’Podcast signed before pulling me in again.
“Juneau can take it.” Doc’s voice was confident in my ear as he lifted me up until his own cock was nearly out of my body, shifting me back and forth until the covered head of Podcast’s erection had notched at the entrance of my pussy and stopped. “You’re my strong girl, aren’t you?”
I looked down to where Podcast’s cock was waiting and back up at the other omega. I could see in his eyes that if anything hurt me that they would all stop immediately.
I nodded. “I can take it,” I affirmed, putting as much bravado as I could into my words.
“There’s my good girl.” I could hear the pride in his voice and it sent little shivers down my spine as he slowly pushed me back down, his cock filling my ass again as the head of Podcast’s slipped inside of the entrance of my pussy.
I was so very full. Under normal circumstances it would have been too much, but thanks to my heat it almost wasn’t enough. I wanted to be filled and covered in their scents while they brought me to peak after peak of pleasure.
Storm and Doc pressed us close together, sandwiching Podcast and me together until we were a mash of bodies, writhing together inside of my nest. I couldn’t hear Podcast’s moans, but I could feel the shudder of his body as he was overwhelmed by what was happening to him.
“Christ,” I heard Doc curse from behind me and the rhythm of his thrusts kicked up, faster and faster. “I’m going to come soon.”
His growled declaration seemed to fill the room, and I could feel Storm’s own thrusts become rougher, pushing Podcast even deeper inside of me.
It was like we were all racing together toward the finish line, the hazy pleasure of my own orgasm gathering in my hips until I fell first.
I pressed my face into the damp skin of Podcast’s chest, using it to muffle my scream as I came.
Light sparkled in my vision before darkness followed, my entire body floated as I heard the shouts from Doc and Storm and felt Podcast’s breath stutter as he also let go.
And then everything went black.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
“Issheallright?”I asked Doc as we cleaned up after what had been one of the hottest love making sessions that I’d ever been a part of.
Podcast had curled around Juneau afterward, also falling asleep despite being covered in sweat still.
Doc was using a warm washcloth to clean Juneau’s body and I was doing the same as we took care of our omegas.
“She is,” Doc told me as he gently brushed her golden curls away from her face with a soft expression. “It was probably all too overwhelming for her first time in a group. We got a little carried away at the end there.”
I shrugged sheepishly. “They seemed to like it,” I said as I leaned down to press a feather-like kiss to Podcast’s cheek, grinning when I saw his face scrunch with irritation. Podcast hated when anyone interrupted his sleep, even for something as sweet as a kiss.
