And then he moves us until I’m straddled over his legs, dropping the gentlest kiss between my shoulder blades. He shoves me forward and rams his knot home in one wicked, powerful thrust.
I wail.
Without checking, I know they’re watching. I can feel their eyes on me. Not on Koz. On me. And like I knew it would, they make me feel like I’m being stalked by a pack of lions. It adds an even greater thrill to the blistering way he claims me again as his packed omega.
“Jesus-fucking-Christ, Raney,” Puck growls as he prowls closer. His voice is deep and slow, full of sleep but also his alpha waking up. His presence bears down on me as much as Koz’s body does. His hair is tousled, face crinkled by sleep, fully erect, and wanting. “Fuck me dead, watching him knot you, I’m ready to risk arm and leg to fill your throat.”
I go to answer him, but Koz shoves his thick fingers inside my mouth, making it impossible. His fingers taste like him, and me, and the way he thrusts them in and out has me gagging while my vagina hums in pleasure. I turn my head, letting Puck, Tal, and Hayes see how much I’m enjoying it.
“Do it again,” Puck encourages, his voice so fucking deep and powerful. I respond to him as much as I do Koz.
“You still want more, micina?” Koz growls. And my brain’s getting fried this morning in all the right ways by my alphas.
I nod. Because I do want more of them and this.
Koz answers in an instant. “I’ll blow in your pussy then lock my knot in your ass.”
I nod again, making his fingers dip into my throat and making me gag. He pulls them out; a thick string of saliva keeps us bound together.
“I’ll watch them come inside your body after I have filled your holes.” He moves fast, taking his hand from my mouth to push me face first in the pillow once more as he changes our intensity again. He pumps in a desperation to match the out of control gallop of my heart. Just when I go to twist my head to suck in a lungful of air, he stops me. He presses his hand down harder and holds me face first. I struggle to breathe until an entire galaxy of stars shoot over my eyes, making my pleasure increase and skyrocket.
With his sublime deprivation, everything is heightened. The only thing I can do is feel.And wait.
“Fuck, micina, fucking go,” he whispers as he encourages in such a sweet and gentle way, it’s in complete contrast to the way he uses me.
My whole body is right fucking there, but something is holding me back. I can feel my struggle, how tight everything is coiling up inside me.
Koz pulls out, and a cry breaks past my lungs as they desperately fill with air. My core spasms with an increasing and growing need to be knotted. Another anxious whine tumbles from my lips, one that turns into a snarl.
I know he’s not finished, but my throbbing pussy doesn’t and it feeds the cross-signals coming from somewhere inside me. He scoops a finger load of slick, slathering it on his cock and my asshole before he destroys my patience and makes me swear black and blue at him. I buck and hiss like an angry cat when he inches in slowly. Painfully so. It’s also fucking amazing, not that the euphoria stops me lashing out at him with my attitude and nails.
“Stop your mood. None of us are going anywhere. We’re all alive and so are you. Perhaps if you’re not in the believing mood, we can wait until you’re feeling more trusting of your alpha. Or… you can let me in, omega, and I’ll have my come filling your tight ass in no time,” he coos. Completely sending more mixed signals to my head by being soft while using his alpha bark.
Koz will always be the most consuming man in my world. The most demanding too. I thrash under him, getting ready to argue.
“Let fucking go!” he roars.
His alpha bark drops down inside the weird cavernous void I’m caught in, dragging me back up. It might be the lingering effects of the drugs, or it might be the shackles of my past. Whether it’s warranted or not, there’s still a part of me scared. Scared of the scars on my face, the wounds on my heart that are sometimes going to appear out of the blue. I’m worried over nothing particular but everything at the same time.
“Let fucking go for your pack, Raney. Your pack will never let you go.”
It’s like everything stops. Absolutely everything.
And then the world goes whoosh. My eyes squeeze shut. And it’s a reminder and a reason all rolled into one. But in it, I find my peace. It might be the way he’s so fucking dependable, or it might be they respond as one, or it might just be me that bitch-slaps sense back into myself because in the next instant, I let go. And he feels it, rewarding me with another inch and a plume of chocolate-cherry ownership.
“Knot, please…” I beg, though it comes out like a soft moan as I give in and sink into the moment.
“Good girl.”
And thank fucking god the instant he feels my submission, he gives me what I want and rams his cock in my ass and showers me in his love. The burn is exquisite, the pain fades away, leaving me whining and scenting my need. With his cock buried in deep, Koz rolls us again so we’re sitting up and I’m facing them.
“Show your pack how good you take knots, Raney.”
I brace for him to be savage, but instead it’s nearly the opposite as he holds me tight with his knot inside my ass, his fingers fill my pussy, and his teeth press over his claim on my body. “I love you so much, micina.”
When Tal, Hayes, and Puck climb closer onto the bed with us, they ignore the feral growl of warning from Koz.
“Show us, Lolli,” Tal demands, coming close enough to show me evidence of how turned on he is after he wipes his thumb over his cock.
