“Orion,” Cato growls, voice lower than normal.
“I’m going,” Orion says.
Charm slides his hands under my shirt, rolling my nipples between his fingers.
Cato pulls me off his cock, despite digging myfingers into his thighs, trying to keep my mouth on him. I whine, but he has the muzzle on now and can’t respond.
“You’re sure about this?” Orion asks me.
“Yes! I want you, everywhere, now,” I say breathlessly.
Orion looks like he’s overthinking again, worried that Cato was being pushy when I’ve been missing his cock every hour of every day since I last had it.
“Take your clothes off and kneel over there until I’m ready for you,” I say.
I don’t wait to see if he’ll listen, but Orion is already half undressed by the time I get my mouth back on Cato.
Charm gets my flannel pants off without disrupting my sucking. He leaves my fuzzy socks in place and lifts my shirt, getting my arms through before temporarily pulling me off Cato to remove it.
Cato finally takes over, thrusting into my throat, and I relax for him. I play with his knot while he moves my head. He growls when I squeeze his balls, making his hips jerk.
Charm kneels in front of me and lifts my legs onto his shoulders, tilting me back on the couch. Cato adjusts to the new position without missing a thrust.
Charm massages my lips, rubbing my slick around. He circles just at the edge of my clit, teasing without directly touching it.
When his tongue hits me, I clamp my legs around his head, and he digs in. I fist one hand in his hair and hold on to Cato’s knot with the other.
It doesn’t take long for me to come after being denied for weeks, and I gush all over Charm’s face. He keeps going, hands on my ass, face buried in my pussy as he devours me.
Cato pulls me away from him and flips us so I’m straddling him on the couch.
I try to impale myself on his cock, but he grabs my hipsbefore I can. I whine as Cato ever so slowly lowers me down his shaft. He keeps going until his knot hits my lips. I dig my nails into his shoulders, legs trembling at the sensation of being stuffed full.
He lets me rest for a moment before pulling me back up just as slowly.
I can feel every inch, every millimeter, every vein, as he drags my pussy up and down his cock. His eyes are intense, flicking between my face and watching his cock disappear inside me.
My slick creates a puddle in his lap as each slow stroke brings me further and further over his knot. It’s like a deep stretch after a long nap, intense and satisfying.
Eventually we move past the point of no return, and Cato drags me down until his knot is snugly inside me.
My head drops to his chest as it inflates. It’s always somuch, I feel like I can’t take any more, but somehow his knot keeps growing until I’m stuck tight on him.
Cato pulls my head up and presses his face against mine. The leather muzzle is smooth and warm. I kiss over his mouth, and he comes in me with a growl, cock jerking as he fills me up.
He keeps going until my abdomen bulges with come, his knot ensuring none escapes.
My thighs tingle, but I hold back my own orgasm. I want to focus on Cato, sink into his tight grip, memorize the way his breath hitches, how it feels to have him buried deep inside, giving me everything.
But Cato isn’t pleased that I didn’t come with him. He thrusts against me, grinding my clit against his pubic bone, the sensation amplified with his knot pressing on my G-spot.
I let Cato bounce me on his lap as I lick and bite hischest, wanting more of him. He strokes my ass, rubbing slick between my cheeks before circling my other entrance.
I whimper, desperate for it, but unsure anything else will fit. Those days during my heat when I took three of them at a time feel so far away now.
My mind goes blank though as he works a finger in, quickly adding a second. My omega body is pliable enough to allow it without further preparation. He adds a third and thrusts, stretching me. My pussy clenches when he presses against his knot, my inner walls trapped between them.
Cato speeds up, and I think he has four fingers in me now, and then I’m coming.
