“Fuck, we gotta switch it up,” Daniel gasped. His cock twitched in her mouth and Bianca sucked harder, hollowing her cheeks and swirling her tongue over his tip before taking him as deep as she could. Daniel growled and yanked her head back and pulling halfway out, his grip tightening on her ponytail. “I want my cum in her cunt.”
“That’s a good omega, swallowing your alpha’s dick down so deep,” King praised, his thrusts coming harder and faster still. “That’s our dirty girl. Your greedy cunt is squeezing me so tight. Are you going to come for me before you take Van for a ride?”
Bianca moaned around Daniel’s cock and he shuddered, then pulled her head back farther, popping her mouth off his dick. He stared into her eyes with an expression that looked odd on his normally playful face. It was dark and intense and nearly pushed her over the edge.
“Yes, alphas,” she whimpered. “Please, yes. I’m so close.”
Daniel used his shirt to wipe drool and tears from her face, then let the exercise ball roll forward so that it was braced against the weight bench between his thighs, and he was supporting her upper half. The shift gave King more leverage and he shoved deeper into her, making her moan loudly enough to echo through the basement.
Daniel tugged on the chain between her breasts and Bianca exploded. Tears rolled down her face again, a ridiculous record for a woman who almost never cried. There was just so much sensation filling her body that it had to spill out somewhere, everywhere. Her entire body quaked, and King kept fucking her, dragging out her orgasm until she couldn’t handle another stroke.
When he decided she’d had enough, he slid out of her, and Daniel lifted her onto his thick cock. Bianca moaned at the stretch, grateful for Daniel’s big hands on her hips. Even with her toes touching the floor on either side of the bench, her bound wrists made her balance precarious. It was another layer of control and domination, making her rely on them to keep her safe, and it added to the terrifying thrill.
“I love the way you feel wrapped around me,” Daniel groaned, fingers flexing against her skin. “Ride me, sweetheart. I want to look at your perfect tits while you bounce on my cock.”
Bianca moaned wantonly, his words igniting her core. She felt like if she shifted just the right way, she’d be able to see her belly bulging from how deep he was buried inside her. Though her thighs felt weak and her body impossibly full, she wanted to please him, to please both of these alphas. Sheneededto. Besides, she didn’t work out as much as she did to have her damn legs fail her now.
Daniel leaned back on the bench, hands still holding her tightly, watching her with such open hunger and admiration that it made her want to blush. She focused on the burn in her quads instead, as she obediently slid up and down his shaft, slowly at first but then gaining confidence and moving faster, encouraged by his moans and the way his muscles flexed and tensed beneath her.
“Fuck, I’m not going to last long, King,” Daniel choked out. “If you’re going to join us, now is the time.”
Bianca whimpered, dropping her head back when Daniel pressed down on her hips, forcing himself deeper inside her. Her pussy fluttered, a buzz building in her belly, and spreading fast. When King positioned himself behind her, Bianca trembled, excited and anxious for what would come next.
“Lean forward, Countess,” King commanded, pressing a palm to her back. “We won all the tight little holes we can fuck, remember?”
Bianca did remember, but she wasn’t sure anything else would fit in her body. Daniel wrapped his arms around her, holding her against his chest and she had a moment to wish he’d taken his shirt off so she could feel his skin against hers. Then she felt King’s cock pressing against her back entrance, and she tensed.
“Relax, BB,” Daniel purred, one hand sliding down to squeeze her ass while he held her steady with the other. “Your alphas want to fill your slutty holes, and you want to give them to us. Relax and let him in.”
Bianca exhaled and tried to let her muscles loosen. She wasn’t sure how to relax when she was inches from an annihilating orgasm, but she didn’t have any choice but to submit. The knowledge had her teetering so close to the edge she was afraid she might come before King even took her.
“Don’t come yet,” King ordered, like a fucking telepath. Or a sociopath who enjoyed her torment. “The next time you come, you’ll have my cock buried in your ass while your greedy pussy milks Van’s knot.”
Bianca whimpered again as King ran his cockhead over her sensitive areas, gathering slick before he pressed it back to her asshole. Slowly, he pushed through the tight ring of muscle, filling her bit by bit. She was already overflowing, so full of Daniel that there couldn’t possibly be room, but still King slid deeper. Daniel’s moans joined hers as she tightened around him.
“Good job, sweetheart,” he murmured against her temple. “You’re fucking incredible, the way you take our cocks like this. I can’t wait to fill your cunt with cum.”
“Please,” Bianca begged, shaking from the effort of suppressing her orgasm. “Please alphas. I need it. I need you.”
King moaned with Daniel this time, their satisfaction at her words palpable. His hips jerked, and he bottomed out in a sudden thrust that made her scream. Then both alphas began to move, finding a rhythm, and all she could do was hold on for dear life.
“I’m gonna come,” Daniel gritted out, his nails digging painfully into her skin. “I gotta knot you.”
There wasn’t any more room but that didn’t matter because he shoved his knot inside her and Bianca melted into myth and stardust. She’d never been so full in her life, never felt so completely helpless and utterly consumed. Daniel’s knot was locked inside of her, and he was rockingher gently on it as he filled her pussy, and King’s cum was filling her ass, and Bianca was dissolving into nothingness and everything.
Eventually, she returned to the mortal realm and found herself in Daniel’s arms. He rubbed her unbound wrists as King gently removed her nipple clamps, the sweet ache making her sigh. Suddenly, she was utterly exhausted. She closed her eyes and drifted to sleep, barely waking when she felt herself being lifted into the air and carried away.
Chapter seventeen
Quentin
When Quentin walked back into the packhouse, everything clicked.
His mind had been busy these last few weeks, worrying at a problem he hadn’t consciously acknowledged. It’d always been this way for him—his instincts aware of the important things well before his conscious mind. It’s how he’d kept himself safe, how he’d protected Dante when they were younger, how he’d excelled at leading his platoon into impossible situations and back out alive.
So, while things had been going well for Pack King on the surface, his subconscious had already been developing a strategy to make them better, stronger,righter. Now, standing in the pack’s bedroom, Quentin knew exactly what he’d been preparing for.
After rubbing aloe on her perfect, rosy ass, he’d tucked Bianca into bed beside Callum. She hadn’t woken up, only turned her nose into the pillows, sighed contentedly, and snuggled close to the other omega. They were breathtaking, cuddling in the middle of the bed, Bianca’s dark hair and Callum’s golden-brown skin contrasting beautifully with the dark sheets.
