“Good,” I murmured as I pressed my thumb to her tight nether hole and felt her tense up for a moment before she relaxed and the finger slipped inside, eased by the oil. I turned to Gawain. “Make her come first.”
My words held a hint of a bark that made Gawain stiffen before he began to thrust inside of her with a renewed vigor.
Her arse gripped my thumb tightly as I felt her back shudder and she began to let out short, rasping breaths. A sure sign that our omega was close.
Then, just as her chin tilted up to the stone ceiling and she began to come, I replaced my thumb with the blunt head of my cock and pressed inside.
Guinevere came with a shout that was quickly muffled by Gawain’s mouth again so as not to alert the guards outside.
Then she was speared between us, forcing Gawain and I to get onto our knees in order to move properly. It felt good to press myself so close to her and the clutch of her arse was unlike anything I had ever felt before.
Guinevere’s hand slid behind my head and she pulled my face over her shoulder so that we could kiss, her teeth roughly biting my lower lip as we began to find a rhythm that worked in such a position as the one we had found ourselves in.
The desire to have better purchase amongst the slippery stone filled me and I gave both Gawain and Guinevere a tug, pulling them back until the backs of my legs bumped into the edge of the pool again.
“Come with me, love,” I purred into Guinevere’s ear as I perched on the ledge again, forcing Guinevere’s legs to spread outwards over mine and giving Gawain a view of her swollen cunt.
The younger alpha stood, his chest heaving as he glanced between Guinevere and me.
“Should you not tell him to come back?” I whispered, my hands, still slick with oil, sliding up her front to tweak her stiff nipples.
Guinevere held her arms open, silently inviting the alpha back in between her legs.
Her back tensed as Gawain slid inside again and I could feel how much tighter it made her nether hole feel around my cock, almost as if she was running out of space in a body that seemed to be created by the gods to be loved by multiple alphas.
Every single thing we gave to her, she returned voraciously as if our hunger only stoked hers further.
“You were meant to be loved, little queen,” I whispered, continuing to allow Gawain to move and just enjoying how the jerking motion sent shivers of pleasure down my aching cock. “Every bit of you, from your soft lips to this arse which feels as if it was formed just for my cock.”
Guinevere shuddered at my praise, her bond with us wide open so we could feel the floods of her pleasure.
“You just need to exist as you are—a being meant to be loved by us. By me, Gawain, and eventually, the others as well. Is that not right, Gawain?”
Gawain, who seemed to have yet to perfect the art of talking during sex, just grunted his agreement, his entire body flushed red with the heat of the bath and our writhing bodies.
“Knot her, Gawain,” I ordered as I slid a hand down to spread her arse cheeks so I could dig my own knot into her tight back entrance.
Gawain hesitated for a moment, seemingly worried about being stuck in such a compromising position after the haze of our lovemaking died down. But I would not be dissuaded.
“Do it, Gawain,” I barked, my order making both Guinevere and Gawain stiffen.
Then I heard Guinevere’s soft gasp and felt her entire body twitch. Gawain’s knot was an entirely new pressure in her arse, nearly threatening to push my own half-formed knot right back out.
The urge to come skittered down my spine and I felt my knot inflate, becoming trapped inside the pulsing entrance to Guinevere’s arse as I emptied myself inside of her with a groan.
Gawain and Guinevere were not far behind me, the sounds of their pleasure filling my ears.
I waited for their bodies to stop shaking before I pulled both out of the water in order to lie on our sides on the somewhat cooler stone floor.
“I fear I am about to faint,” Gawain muttered, looking more than just flushed.
“Yeah,” Guinevere said with a husky laugh. “Maybe having sex in a hot spring wasn’t such a good idea.”
I felt a grin form on my face as I reached behind me and grabbed the bucket I had brought, dumping it over the three of us. While the water was by no means cold, it was still quite a different temperature from the bathing pool.
Guinevere’s gasp filled my ears. “What the hell!”
“I’m just cooling us off,” I said pertly, grinning against the skin of her neck as I pressed my lips into our shared bond mark and felt her shudder around my still-swollen knot. “Do you not feel better?”
