While I know the basics of an omega’s heat, betas are not trained in the same manner as alphas. So if my alphas know that Tristan is in pain, and my cock is the solution, then this sweet boy is getting my cocknow.
I spear into him, roughly, but his trainers have paved the way, his hole is stretched and relaxed. His eyes flutter as I bottom out in him, and he pins me with a dreamy smile. Ilean down, kissing him and grabbing the bottom of his thighs, keeping him open for me. I press myself down on his hard little cock and he immediately loses control, wetting our bellies.
“Good boy, omega,” Ink purrs from nearby. I look up to find her climbing into the nest. She offers him her cock and he takes it hungrily.
“Yes, that’s it, wedari,” Azane rumbles. “Take those cocks.”
My hips slap into his body roughly. My omega’s heat and pheromones are driving me wild. I trust my alphas to tell me if I need to do something differently, so I let my animalistic side take over, railing him hard.
“I’m gonna fucking breed you, omega,” I snarl, my balls pulled up tight. My alphas purr happily at that.
I continue, “I’m gonna fill you so full of my seed that it will leak out of this little hole whenever you aren’t stuffed with our alphas’ cocks. You’re gonna carry our kit, cutie, and I can’t.”
Thrust.
“Fucking.”
Thrust.
“Wait.”
At that, I release, long and hard and buried as far as my omega’s greedy hole will take me. I groan, eyes closed as Tristan spurts more mess, wet and warm, between us.
Azane’s hand on my shoulder tugs gently. “Good job, sweetheart. Let me knot him now, it will give him relief.”
I pull out of him to his pained whine. But Azane immediately takes my place and presses into him firmly and slowly as his head thrashes back and forth, his knees dropping out to touch the nest.
She pounds him hard and fast as well, and when he whines, I drag my eyes from his wet asshole getting well-fucked to his mouth, where Ink has him knotted. Her body is tense with pleasure as Tristan swallows greedily over her cock.
Azane groans and leans over Tristan. I hear his overstimulated whine and more of his mess spurts out. I stand and get a towel, wetting it with warm water.
I return and wipe his belly and chest. His eyes are closed, but he whimpers in displeasure as I clean him.
As if she can sense the sadness flowing off me from Tristan’s response, Ink explains, “His heat makes him very sensitive to touch. The only thing he wants is his pack’s flesh pressed to him. Everything else is irritating.”
Oh. Well, I suppose that makes sense.
Azane’s hand grabs Tristan’s dick and she pumps it. “C’mon now, omega, you can give me more.”
I lick my lips, horny beyond reason, as both my alphas have my omega knotted. “Let me suck him off,” I say.
They both make approving noises, so I duck down and wrap my lips around him. I easily take him fully in my throat, his cute little red curls tickling my face sweetly. I suck and swallow, and he quickly arches, squealing. His jizz tastes rich and dark, almost like his coffee, and I take the little liquid he feeds me happily.
As I continue to suck his wee dick, Ink pulls out of his mouth. She moves to the end of the nest.
“Keep sucking him, Zilas, he needs it,” she says lovingly.
He makes a noise, and I turn my head a bit to look at him. His eyes are closed, his pretty waves plastered to his face. His eyebrows are drawn, though I am not sure why.
He squeals, eyes flying open, and his body rocks with Inken’s thrusts.
Azane kneels above him and uses her fingers to open his mouth for her cock. I watch eagerly, cock aching, as she gives him her cock.
I jump as a hand wraps around me. I turn, still keeping Tristan’s little cock in my mouth, and Inken is giving me a hard-edged grin. She fucks Tristan’s ass as she tugs my cock in time with her thrusts.
I whimper, hips wiggling. I’m not sure I’m intended to release anywhere but inside our omega. But Ink quickly reassures me.
“Yes, go ahead, Zilas. We’re all on edge with his heat.”
