I risk a look over my shoulder and sure enough, Puck is awake and watching. His sheets are pulled down low so I can see the way he’s jacking himself off. And god, with Koz inside my body, and Puck watching us with an animalistic look in his eyes, it’s so fucking intense. My head falls to rest on Koz’s shoulder as he keeps fingering and fucking me.
A moment later, there’s a whisper of warning against my skin before Puck’s petrichor scent slams into me. Making me lose my rhythm as I ride Koz.
“You were asleep,” I say. The first thing coming to my head, filtering out like a weird groan.
“Waiting. I was waiting for you, Raney. Wake up, baby, I’ve been waiting for you,” Puck replies back super quietly.
“He’s right, kitten. It’s time for you to wake up and start being what you are meant to be.”
“What’s that?” I ask. Honestly, it’s like all of a sudden I’ve lost the ability to think coherently. And they are most definitely responsible for that. They’re both drowning me in their scents, and their presence is pushing against mine, taking everything from me. It should fill me with deep anxiety being in this vulnerable head space, but I haven’t felt so sheltered in such a long time.
Koz answers decisively, “A packed omega. My omega.”
“Fuck yes,” Puck says. His voice sounds closer again, or maybe I’m just getting lost in Koz. He’s a monster when he gets in this mood, he’s a focused god intent on worship.
“Now,” Koz barks, punching his hips up high. He fingers me just as deeply, making me come on a high-pitched wail. Waves of release crash through my body. From the bottom of my feet, building and growing until the rush of my orgasm feels like it explodes out of the top of my head, making my hair tingle.
“You love knowing how much we need you, don’t you,” He says, his words lost under a series of heavy breathing and fading groans.
I can’t talk as he keeps working me through my peak, driving himself in and out of my body with the promise of another orgasm.
“Eyes open.” Koz growls as he shoves me sideways while keeping his arms locked around my waist.
Puck’s hand races up from my ass cheeks all the way to the back of my shoulders as he steers me to his cock. My mouth is open and ready.
The moment he goes to enter my mouth, Koz growls. Puck erupts in laughter before the noise changes to sounds of him coming as he leans back to blow his load over my face instead. He purposely covers my tongue in his unique rainy flavour. The combination of him and Koz, both in me together, loving me, is too much to handle. Nearly.
“Take it,” Koz demands. Barely a second later, I feel him emptying inside me. Koz groans as I clench around him, and then I groan as Puck’s fingers dig into my hair as he drags his dick through his come on my face, repeating over and over something too low to hear. I happily imagine him telling me he’s never leaving me again.
“Raney?”
I go to answer Koz, but I’m having a complete omega moment, not willing to swallow the taste of Puck’s pleasure as my body refuses to let any part of Koz go either. Of course, they respond instinctively, a fresh cresting wave of their alpha pheromones and possessive touches make me actually see stars as I float in a headless orgasm high. I honestly can’t figure out if I feel I’m floating or sinking, all I know is I’m safe and loved up. When I open my eyes, I’m not surprised that I’m looking up at the ceiling. I am shocked when Puck dips in close for a kiss. I squeak, making them both do a low, masculine chuckle that makes me shiver.
“Stop,” I murmur, as Puck’s lips drop near mine.
“You don’t want me to kiss you?” He pulls away. But he’s got way too much cheeky-shit attitude going on in his blue eyes glittering for his teasing to be misconstrued.
“Need to breathe,” I reply, wiping my mouth and trying to slow down the race of my heart so I don’t hyperventilate on them. That would make them too fucking cocky. “Besides, you need to get your butt back into bed.”
“No can do, Raney. I feel like a new man right now. You heard the doc, she said I’m here as a precaution. No concussion and no headache. The helmet took the impact, all I’ve got is a black eye. And I’m riding the ‘I blew my load in your mouth’ buzz, wondering about how quick we can pack. Don’t take that away from me…” he whines, with a fucking cocky smirk on his face.
I ignore the way he’s peacocking, because I will combust, and touch over his black eye instead. It’s kind of how our sexfest restarted. His eyes are dark blue, and don’t move from mine as I trail my fingers over the bruise.
“Are you okay with me touching her?” Puck asks, interrupting the moment. I can’t help but giggle when his smug look of satisfaction doesn’t change when he questions Koz.
“We’re going to have to take the touch situation on a fuck-by-fuck basis,” Koz taunts Puck before he looks back at me, “Raney has always been the best judge of my mood. I’ll kill you before you blink if you touch my dick though. But it’s nothing compared to what I’ll do to you if you touch her without her permission.”
Puck’s eyes widen but not in fear. No, his happiness and relief is evident in every blink of his cheeky eyes. He laughs softly, “You know she’s going to want to touch me a lot, right?”
“Puck!” I hiss back. Koz’s correct about me being able to read him like a book, and right now he’s tired but he’s also still got his dick in me, so the touch thing might be tested sooner than Puck realises. “Koz, pull me up.” I lift my arms, and he tugs me back onto his chest. And we collapse against the pillows.
Puck watches as I settle down. He steps back a little, and his eyes drop. He doesn’t miss the fact that Koz has yet to pull out.
“She’ll be asleep in a few minutes this way. One day I might teach you all Raney’s secrets, unless you piss me the fuck off, and then you get nothing. It’s time to take another nap, pup, in the morning we’ve got a fuck tonne of planning going on.”
“What do you mean?”
“She hasn’t told you her girls are arriving shortly?” Koz laughs. It rumbles through his body into mine, making my hips undulate while I whine. He slaps a hand on my ass cheek. “Stop, Raney.”
