"Breathe, Niah."
I try to pull air through my nose with Dominic filling my mouth, my body trembling between the two of them. Amos pushes forward and enters me in one long slide, filling me inch by inch, stretching me wider than his fingers did until his hips are flush against my ass.
The sound I make around Dominic's cock comes out broken. My arms buckle and my chest drops to the mattress, the angle change driving Amos deeper, right against the spot his fingers found. The pleasure hits so suddenly that tears blur my vision.
This is nothing like the clinical heats I endured every three months while staring at the ceiling. Amos pulls back and drives into me hard enough to shift the bed frame, his hands branding fingerprints into my hips. Dominic pulls me back up and guides my mouth on his cock with one hand in my hair, controlling the depth and the pace, letting me gag on the downstroke before he eases back so I can breathe.
I can't believe I'm letting my stepbrothers do this to me. I can't believe how good it feels. I can't believe I'm not stopping it.
Amos sets a rhythm of long strokes that pull almost all the way out before he slams back in, each thrust punching air from my lungs and rocking me forward onto Dominic's cock. Slick floods out of me, the wet sound of Amos fucking into me growing with every thrust. My face burns at the obscenity of it even as my body clenches around him and begs for more.
"You're soaking my cock, Niah." Amos' voice comes out strained as he picks up speed. "You're so wet, so tight. You have no idea how good you feel."
I whimper around Dominic. He groans above me, his hips twitching forward to push deeper into my throat. I gag and he pulls back immediately, his thumb wiping spit from my chin while he holds my gaze.
"Look at you." He tugs my head backward while Amos pounds into me from behind before filling my mouth again. "Look at what you were hiding under all those blockers. This perfect, needy Omega."
My cock hangs heavy between my thighs, leaking and untouched, and I'm so hard it hurts but my hands are fisted in the sheets and I can't let go of them or I'll collapse entirely.
"More." The word escapes around Dominic's cock, both Alphas go still for one heartbeat.
Dominic pulls out of my mouth, grips my jaw, before bending down to kiss me hard enough that I taste more of him on my tongue. "Say that again."
The same heat from the stairs spears through me, a cry tearing from my lips. "More, please, I need more, I need..."
He takes a step back as Amos pulls out, the emptiness making me gasp as my body clenches around nothing. Their voices murmur above me in an exchange I can't parse while hands reposition me, rolling me onto my back, pushing my legs open, and shoving my ruined shirt up my chest.
My pants disappear as Dominic settles between my thighs and I see him properly for the first time with his shirt gone and his thick cock flushed as he grips himself and lines up against my ass.
He pushes into me in one relentless stroke that fills me completely. My spine bows off the mattress because he's bigger than Amos, the stretch burning at the edge of the pleasure as my body adjusts around him.
"Oh god," I choke out. "Oh god, that's... you're..."
"There he is." Dominic bottoms out, his knot pulsing against my entrance and holds himself there with his hand wrapped around my throat, his thumb on my pulse. "There's my firefly. No more hiding."
He pulls back and drives in hard. My vision whites out.
He fucks me deep enough that I feel him in my stomach, angled to hit the spot that makes my legs shake and my toes curl. Sounds pour out of me that I didn't know I could produce, his hand lightly remaining on my throat to keep me pinned while he takes me apart.
Amos stretches out beside me. His mouth finds my neck as his hand slides down my stomach to wrap around my cock, strokingin time with Dominic's thrusts. Tears spill down my temples at the dual stimulation.
"Let go, Niah." Amos' lips brush my ear as his hand twists on the upstroke. "You've been holding on so long. Let go for us."
His rhythm turns savage as his hand tightens on my throat just enough that every breath comes edged with stars. The orgasm coils at the base of my spine, winding tighter with every thrust and every stroke of Amos' hand.
"Come for me, firefly." Dominic's voice is completely wrecked. "Show me what you look like when you stop fighting."
The orgasm rips through me so violently my vision goes white and my body locks. Amos squeezes at the base of my cock before stroking upward and running his thumb across my slit. I come harder than I have ever come in my life, spilling over Amos' fist.
“I’m going to knot you,” Dominic growls, his wild thrusts becoming almost unbearable as pleasure takes over my body. “I’m going to knot you and fill you and make sure you know exactly who you belong to, firefly.”
A twinge of fear spikes in my chest at the claim seconds before his knot starts to expand inside of me. My hands scrabble around for purchase, the pleasure bordering on too much, Amos catching one hand and Dominic stealing the other against the mattress.
A hand slaps across my mouth as I scream, Dominic’s knot continuing to stretch and fill me, his release following a few seconds later. I writhe beneath me, confused between the immediate relief and lingering need for another round. The discomfort is gone, replaced with a sense of euphoria, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as I collapse into the sheets.
“Look at you,” Amos murmurs against my cheek as he removes his hand from my mouth. “Such a pretty little Omega falling apart for us.”
Dominic is still hovering over me, his eyes nearly black with desire, his nostrils flared at my scent that broke through. Something tells me this had nothing to do with helping me and everything to do with control but in my head, they’re still the better nightmare than Richard.
