“Green,” I said with excitement.
Marcus grunted, grabbing Joon around the waist to tug him onto the sofa. I’d expected him to bring the omega into his lap like Cameo had done before him, but Marcus forced Joon to his knees on the cushions, slamming into him from behind.
“Beg for it,” he growled, though it didn’t matter that the words Joon tried to choke out came in a garbled mess; his hands circled Joon’s waist to anchor him anyway, fucking into him relentlessly.
Joon babbled and moaned, their cock—rutting against the cushions with every snap of Marcus’ hips—leaking nonstop.
“If you come anywhere other than inside her greedy cunt, you’ll regret it, Gattino,” Cameo warned, roughly tugging me in Joon’s direction so I was half crawling towards Marcus.
“Please,” I begged, presenting for the alpha as he rounded behind me, my hands already pulling Joon in for a messy kiss that the omega returned eagerly. “I need more. Fill me, Cam,please.”
Marcus groaned, knuckles white as their fingers dug into Joon’s skin. “You heard the desperate little omega bitch, knock her up. Give the slutty little hole what she wants.”
The alpha slammed into me from behind, jerking me forward with a loud gasp.
“Fuck Eva,” Joon groaned, catching my hair to drag me for another kiss. “You look so sexy taking my alpha’s dick. Going to milk him for all he has? Have our fucking baby and join our pack?”
I knew part of it was the endorphins, but damn, it didn’t sound so bad. Being a part of this pack, bonded to these alphas… Excitement fluttered inside of me as Cameo’s hand circled around my throat, the vicious pace of his hips making my knees give out until I was nothing more than along for the ride as he pumped into me.
“You’re mine,” he snarled into my ear, a reminder of the other night when he’d made me beg with a knife pressed to my throat. “And I’m going to spend every waking minute pumping your cunt so fucking full of me that you have no choice but to give me a baby. And once I have, you’re not going to need a fucking contract to stay with this pack—you're going to beg me.”
Indignance made a feeble attempt to show its face. But, as much as I wanted to try and push back against Cameo… a part of me knew he was right.
Now that I’d had a taste of this pack, I didn’t want to leave it.
Even if it was messy and complicated… it wasmine.
I nibbled Joon’s lip between breathy moans, the sound of our combined pleasure as our alphas used us for their needs, trading between us like a story. Growing, changing with every retelling.
“Listen to her fucking whimper, Marcus.” Cameo chuckled, his voice strained. “Needy pussy keeps clenching, too.” He spanked my ass, and I squealed, my muscles contracting around him on instinct.
“Hey!”
“Milk my cock, pretty little omega slut. I’m going to fill you so full of cum you’re not going to have space for Joon’s.”
“Oh, fuck,” Joon huffed, tensing. “Marcus, I’m gonna?—”
Behind us, Indigo groaned. “Keep that up, I’ll need round two.”
Marcus yanked Joon upright by the shoulder, slowing his pace to a heavy grind that was so fucking sensual it made me feel lightheaded.
Or, maybe, that was the grip that Cameo had around my throat, precious oxygen in short supply.
“Joon,” I whined. “You can’t, I need you to save it for me.”
Marcus kissed the omega’s shoulder with a tenderness I hadn’t seen before, but I didn’t have much time to think about it as the alpha settled back against the arm of the sofa.
“Bring her here,” he ordered, and to my surprise, Cameo didn’t argue.
Lifting me, Cameo took the few steps to where Joon sat on Marcus’ cock, dropping me to straddle the pair of them.
Joon grabbed my face with one hand, kissing me hard in an avalanche of sticky apple and caramel sweetness, his free hand guiding himself into my pussy, already dripping with his boyfriend’s cum.
I gasped, straightening as I started to ride him opposite of Marcus fucking Joon from below. The omega’s hands found my chest as I started to get my rhythm. But, just as I started to settle into the new position, a hand pushed my shoulder hard, forcing me forward so that Joon was half suffocating in my chest.
Cameo pressed a finger into me alongside Joon, pulling at my entrance, and I dissolved entirely, turning my face to scream into the back of the couch.
“Oh, look at that,” Indigo said appreciatively, his tone dripping in excitement. “You wanna be full, babygirl?”
