My senses are so overloaded, and I can’t keep track of where anyoneis. However, his words fill me with his praise. Someone’s fingers press on my clit, and my eyes nearly cross from the intensity of the feeling. It won’t take me much to come, not after everything that’s come before this.
Still, whoever is touching me lifts their fingertips and begins to roll over my clit with the barest of touches. Drool continues todribble out of my mouth as I release a sound of complaint, and Storm chuckles, revealing who is fucking with me.
This is not the kind offuckingI want!
I can’t even wiggle around to get more stimulation due to being pinned between Ransom and Wilder’s bodies, and it’s incredibly frustrating. My tongue is also being held captive by the depression on the gag, making it a very well made torture device.
I’m a mess, and I wouldn’t even mind as much that saliva from the gag is providing Ransom with the perfect slip and slide if I was getting just a little bit more pressure on my fucking clit!
Screaming in frustration, the sound deepens when Storm pinches my swollen nub that he’s torturing. The joke’s on him as it pushes me over the edge, and I cream all over Wilder’s lap as his arms pin me against his body. He’s going to have one hell of a wet spot to look forward to.
“Fuck, Marie. God, please, yes. I wish I could live in your asshole forever. Oh shit,” Wilder groans, following me to his release quickly.
Ransom fists his knot and the base of his cock, alternating as his chest heaves. He’s getting close too.
“A part of me wants you to myself,” Lore whispers. “Ransom, do you want to fuck her cunt with me, or would you rather come on her face?”
“I refuse to choose,” Ransom growls, pulling his dick out of my mouth as the first drops of cum hit my chin. “I can go again after I paint her skin with my cum.”
I close my eyes as the next rope of his release splashes over my forehead, and two hands squeeze my breasts together again for Ransom.
“Just lending a helping hand,” Storm chuckles.
The pads of someone else’s thumbs rub over my nipples, and it’s officially too much. Tears slip down my cheeks as I sob withneed, and Lore’s lips kiss my forehead. I would know his scent and the way he kisses anywhere.
“Poor, sweet Pet,” he murmurs. “I know it’s overwhelming. It’s okay to cry. I promise to make you come more than these assholes.”
“Rude,” Wilder mutters. He’s still filling my asshole, and I’m dreading losing his cock. I’m like a feral omega, desperate for as much cum as possible.
Ransom covers my face with his release, and some drips onto my breasts. Tongues begin to lick up Ransom’s cum, and he groans as he watches.
“Storm and Lore are licking my cum,” he says, filling me in on the details as lips suck on my nipple. “I hope I taste good, because I have another load for someone to eat out of Marie after Lore and I fuck her.”
“I nominate Wilder,” Storm says wickedly. “He’s the only one who didn’t come in her cunt.”
“A pack special?” Wilder snorts. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”
A shirt cleans my eyes off, and it’s enough for me to blink until I can see again. Wilder’s hips pull his cock away from me, and I hiss as I’m left bereft.
“And they say I’m the one who’s dramatic,” Lore teases me, lifting me up until Ransom’s large hands wrap around my waist. He releases my ankles so I can straddle Ransom, and I whimper in relief that I have a little more control.
Lore holds onto Ransom’s dick, helping Ransom find the entrance to my pussy as Ransom drags me slowly down his shaft. Every piercing lights up my nerve endings, and I whimper as Lore whispers in my ear.
“Atta girl, Princess. Ransom and I are going to take such good care of you, and then we’re all going to take a nap. Take abreath. Don’t forget you need to breathe or you won’t get to feel us both inside of you.”
I’m starting to feel a little sore, but I refuse to back away from a challenge. I can lift and drop easier even with my bound wrists, though my alphas are making the caged princess option sound kind of fun.
Ransom groans as his knot pushes up and against my cunt, and Lore flicks him across the forehead.
“Nope. No knot for Marie today,” he says, making me sad. “You’re not even looking at me and I can tell you’re secretly pouting, Pet. I’m impatient and I don't want to wait.”
Ransom crosses his eyes at me, making me laugh despite the gag.
“Are you going to be a good girl for us, Pet?” Lore asks. “No biting. Wilder is feeling petty. He thinks you’ll bite Ransom in the heat of the moment.”
I’ve been thinking about asking Ransom to bite me, so Wilder isn’t wrong.
Looking over his shoulder, Lore shrugs. “She’s going to do it soon either way. You’re shit out of luck, Wilder.”
