I open a cabinet, for we have left our mechacocks all over the house, so we are ready at a moment’s notice to rail our pack.
I grab it by the thick and rounded tip, as I slide the other end inside me, biting down a groan. It slips inside, settling, binding with my nerve endings, and suddenly the grasp of my hand on it is noticeable.
“Over the bed, Zilas,” I breathe, as I lubricate my cock. “I’m going to fuck you until we both release, then I’m going to climb on your cock as Ink fucks you.”
He moans, lost, needy, ready.
I press my head to his puckered blue hole. Leaning forward, I pop inside to his loud, pleased groan.
“Not gonna take me long, sweetheart,” I grit out, already thrusting inside him, to his enthusiastic rocking back, “So don’t you hold back either. Make a mess like a good boy.” My body is already tensing, the grip of his body around my cock delightful. I think Zilas’s fruity, sweet smell and his pheromones—along with the knowledge that our omega will be here soon—must have me on a hair trigger. I bury my mechacock inside him and grind hard with fast, small thrusts.
Zilas responds, belly dropping, his blue cock free between his legs as he grunts.
“There he goes,” Ink purrs, even his asshole grips down on me hard enough to send a twinge of delightful pain through me.
Inken’s body slides behind me. She reaches around me and cups my breast, licking my neck as I reach my orgasm.
My body tenses and my eyes close. The release hits in long waves and I fuck Zilas through it to Inken’s encouragement. As the waves slow, so does my body, and my breath.
But I don’t stop. Instead, I drop my hand, gripping Zilas’s flagging cock. “Get hard again, beta. I want to ride this cock.”
Ink chuckles, rubbing her mechacock up my ass crack. “I was just thinking I should shove my cock in your sweet cunt, baby.”
I purr at that idea but shake my head. “Another time, love. Zilas surely wants both his alphas’ fluids inside him.”
“Yes, please,” he gasps, hips thrusting into my demanding hand.
I squeeze his cock harder. “Does my slutty little beta like it to hurt a bit?”
“Whatever you wish, alpha.”
Ink chuckles, voice rich and deep, “Such a perfect boy.”
I tug my cock out of Zilas as I continue to stroke him roughly to his sweet sounds. Inken lubes her mechacock, stroking meticulously over her head.
Her cool, sharp smell is strong in the air and that’s my only indication of how incredibly turned on she is. I turn, grabbing her horn and tugging her mouth to mine. I kiss her possessively, forcefully, and she returns it with the same ownership and desire.
I pull away, still stroking her upright horn gently. I kiss her nose. “My love.”
“Baby,” she responds, as she always does.
“And now, sweetheart,” Ink purrs, picking up my nickname for Zilas. “It’s my turn.”
I climb onto the bed and spread my legs, disengaging my cock and removing it. Zilas’s eyes land on my core. “I’ll let you eat my pussy again soon, beta. Right now I want to use your cock to finish.”
He growls and climbs over me, shoving his wet cock directly into me. I groan, hips rising to meet him. He drops hisback and raises onto his knees, grabbing my legs and tugging me into his body. The angle is for my pleasure spot in the back of my cunt, and the pressure is magnificent.
“Hold, my darlings,” Inken rumbles, and I see her pretty four-toed foot land on the bed as her tail curls around to stroke my thigh. She leans in and Zilas whimpers in pleasure.
“Fuck, thank you alpha,” he rumbles as his lips graze along my neck. I wrap my tail around, touching him and Inken on their sides.
Zilas kisses me, his split tongue curling and exploring as he moans into my mouth. I dig my hands into his long, sleek hair. He whimpers again, sounding totally lost in the best way.
Unexpectedly, Inken’s tail wiggles and works between Zilas and me. She frees it and snarls, “Suck it, beta, get it wet for my baby.”
He moans as she shoves it into his willing mouth. He works his head back and forth, as if it were a cock. Ink’s pace doesn’t slow, her thrusts transferred through Zilas’s body to mine. He lets go of her tail with a wet plop and she dives it downward.
It presses into me, and Zilas and I both moan at the sensation.
