Magnus slows and grinds his knot against her pussy. Hestia whimpers, digging her fingers into the rug and arching her back. His knot gradually disappears inside her, locking her up tight. I watch intently as they orgasm together, Hestia’s face scrunched up in pleasure.
Once she’s full of his come, Magnus sits up and spreads her legs over his lap, cuddling her against his chest.
Maybe I should fuck her tits next. They’re all red after being rubbed against the rug. I want to soothe them with my tongue.
And bite them.
“Come here,” Hestia says.
I’m at her side immediately.
“Not you,” Magnus growls at me.
I glare at him even though I already realized my mistake—she was talking to Orion.
He crawls over and kneels in front of them.
Hestia runs her hands down his chest, tracing the ridges of his muscles. Orion’s stomach tenses, but otherwise he remains still for her perusal. She trails her hand down to his hip and then his thigh as his cock twitches and drips, waiting for her to notice it.
“You won’t come until I tell you to, right, alpha?” she asks him coyly.
Orion swiftly nods.
She smiles. “Good boy.”
If I fuck her really well, I bet I can get her to call me a good boy too.
Hestia lazily strokes Orion’s cock until he’s trembling. He sucks in a breath when she brushes his knot.
She usually loves teasing Orion, but lust overtakes her quickly this time. I see it in her face as she loses control and takes him into her mouth.
Magnus holds her waist, keeping her propped up so she can play with Orion without pulling on Magnus’s knot.
Hestia moans as she sucks on Orion, twisting her hands around his cock, working it until she gets it stuffed down her throat.
I slip closer and press against her side. She reaches back to rub my thigh and I purr, pleased at the attention.
I gather Hestia’s hair and hold it out of her way. It gives me a better view too of her lips stretched around his cock.
She moves faster, and Orion whimpers and twitches.
I bury my face in her neck, inhaling her spiced fruit scent. It’s like a direct hit to my bloodstream, hot and sweet, my omega rushing through me, making me groan.
I keep my nose tucked against her throat and move her hand from my thigh to my cock.
Hestia strokes me, matching her rhythm with sucking on Orion.
I push into her hand and rub my jaw over every part of her I can reach. Scent marking her things isn’t enough anymore, I want my scent all over her. This is the best I can do until we bond and my scent becomes a permanent part of her.
She tugs on my cock, pulling me closer. I follow her movement until she has it pointed at her chest, brushing her breasts.
I close my eyes and enjoy this new position, thrusting into her hand and chest, until Orion’s groans distract me.
I slit my eyes open to see how he’s doing. His legs are shaking and hands fisted at his side.
I’m not surprised, Hestia is squeezing his knot while he’s buried in her throat.
I’m close to the edge too. Maybe I’ll be nice and brotherly and wait to come until Orion does. Shared sweet torment.
