“We’ve wanted you from the moment we caught your scent,” Alaric says, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “Sweet grapes and omega musk. It was like being hit by lightning.”
“Fuck,” Rex groans, his hips shifting beneath me. “I think my knot’s going down.”
“No! The pain will come back,” I cry out as alarm shoots through me.
“I know,” Rex soothes, his hands moving to my belly. “Don’t worry. We’ve got you covered.”
His cock begins to slip out of me, the swollen base of his knot catching on my entrance before sliding free with a wet sound. The emptiness is immediate and devastating. My pussy clenches on nothing, and my belly starts to contract, desperate for a knot.
“It hurts already, oh my god,” I whine.
“Lorenzo,” Alaric says, his voice sharp with command. “Now.”
Lorenzo moves fast, positioning himself between my legs before I can even process what’s happening. His cock, thickand heavy, presses against my entrance and pushes inside of me under the water.
He pushes forward, the broad head of his cock stretching me open.
I moan, my legs spreading wider to accommodate him, my hips lifting to take him deeper. I’m slick from all my juices and Rex’s cum, so he slides in easily.
“That’s it,” Alaric murmurs, his hands gripping my hips to hold me steady. “Take his cock, omega. Open for him, baby.”
Lorenzo slides deeper, his length filling me inch by inch until I’m stretched around him, my pussy clenching eagerly around his shaft. The burning pain recedes, replaced by a pleasure so intense it borders on pain. My head falls back against Alaric’s chest, a whimper escaping my lips as Lorenzo begins to thrust.
Twenty-Four
LORENZO
Nothing in this world feels better than being buried balls-deep inside Anya’s scorching, fevered cunt. I groan low in my throat as her slick, velvety walls flutter and squeeze around my cock.
“Fuck, baby,” I rasp against her ear, nipping the soft lobe. “You feel so nice and warm wrapped around my cock. This tight little omega pussy is sucking me in like it never wants me to leave.”
My cock pulses hungrily for her, the tight grip of her pussy making my balls tighten as they hang heavy beneath the water.
Anya whimpers beautifully, her head falling back against my shoulder. I thrust up slowly, grinding deep, letting her feel every thick inch. Her moans echo off the marble walls of the luxurious bathroom, sweet and needy.
I love every single sound she makes.
Rex is in front of her, his hands kneading her full breasts, occasionally leaning down to suck on her sensitive nipples. Alaric is behind her, supporting her weight and watching with dark, hooded eyes.
But right now, all I care about is the way her pussy is gripping me.
“You feel so good, baby,” I murmur, watching her face as I shove my cock against her G-spot. “So hot and tight around my cock.”
Her back arches, water rippling around us as she moans, her violet eyes going half-lidded with pleasure. I love seeing her with lips parted, cheeks flushed, completely lost in sensation.
It makes my cock throb even harder inside her, stretching her open with each thrust.
“I need your knot,” she begs in a breathy voice, and my balls tighten, but I hold back from exploding inside of her just yet.
“I know, baby, not yet. I need to feel you some more,” I growl, not wanting it to end.
“Fuck, she’s begging for your knot,” says Alaric in a raspy voice.
I nod in agreement, unable to form words as Anya’s pussy clenches around me. My hips move of their own accord, driving into her with increasing urgency.
“God, I love your little sounds,” I tell her, watching her face contort with pleasure. “So pretty when you’re taking my cock.”
She gasps, her lips forming a perfect ‘O’ of surprise and pleasure.
