There’s no tenderness inside of me as I use my alpha, yet her eyes are full of love and adoration as she bounces on my cock.
Briar’s fingers brush my tousled blonde hair off my forehead, and her lips press against my temple.
“You’re going to leave fingerprints all over Willow’s hips,” she whispers.
“Mine,” I insist, moaning as my alpha’s pussy clenches around me.
“You’ll kiss every one of my bruises later, won’t you, Little Omega?” Willow asks, her eyes rolling back as she leans back so I’ll hit a different angle inside of her.
“Yes. Fuck, just like that. Yes, Alpha!”
“How is he?” Atlas asks, ducking inside.
“He’s hurting,” Briar murmurs.
“Fuck her harder,” my alpha says. “I want Willow to be sore when you’re done.”
“Atlas—Fuck!” Willow screams.
I flip her onto her back, cradling her head to make sure she doesn’t hit it on the wall as I do exactly what my alpha told me to do. My hips slam into Willow as I fuck her into the mattress, and she holds on for dear life as my fingers dig into her scalp. I have this weird thing where I’ll massage her head as I fuck her during my heats. Maybe it’s an apology for being a pain in the ass, but she turns into a puddle for me.
Even now, her body relaxes as she chases her orgasm.
“I can be nice,” I grumble, my hips still pistoning in and out of her sweet cunt. She’s nowhere near ready to lock me. I have to work for it.
“We’ll see about that, baby. Look at your pretty little asshole, all for me,” Atlas purrs, his clothes already falling to the ground. He crawls onto the mattress, his cock heavy and ready to fuck me. “You’re leaking everywhere, Little Ballerina.”
My stomach cramps hard, and I whimper, burying my face in Willow’s throat.
“Breathe, baby. I know it hurts. Your alpha is here to fuck you. We’re going to make you feel better.”
Atlas drags his crown over my puckered hole as Willow talks me through the pain, groaning as slick covers him.
“I need it. Please,” I beg.
“No begging, baby. I’ll punish you for being a gremlin later,” he growls. My heat is hotter and stronger in just the few minutes between arriving here and Atlas climbing up to the treehouse. I need a knot immediately, and he’s the only one who can give it to me.
Sure, Willow brought her toys, but I want Atlas. My eyes roll back as Atlas’ crown enters my hole, and his piercing makes me whimper.
“You’re being such a good boy for me. That’s it. Keep breathing.”
I stay still, trembling as he rocks his hips to drive his cock deeper. Briar tips my head back to kiss me, and Willow whispers sweet nothings to me. It’s the best pack building activity I can think of right now, and her moans help ground me when Atlas’ dick begins to hurt. I love pain and pleasure, and he’s got a big dick.
No matter how turned on I am, or mad with my heat, it still takes time to take a cock that large.
The discomfort doesn’t last long, and then he’s fucking me into Willow’s pussy, his lips against my ear, urging me to make her cum. The sound of slick and fucking are all I can hear outside of our moans and whimpers, and soon I’m falling over the edge as I cum.
“You’re strangling my cock. Fuck, you’re perfect. Do you want your reward now?”
“Yes. Alpha, give it to me,” I wail. Willow’s hands ghost down my body, her legs spread wide to accommodate Atlas’ body braced over us.
His knot grinds against my asshole, and I cry out as he begins to fill me. He gives me words of encouragement, and Willow’s pussy clenches around my cock. Her feet press down on the mattress, and her hips move in the small amount of space that she has to fuck me. It’s so much stimulation, and all I can do is fist the blankets as they work me over together.
I love Atlas’ knot, and the need for it as my stomach aches is more than I can describe. I think I’ll die without it.
“Breathe, Little Ballerina. It’s almost all the way in.”
“Bite, Alpha! Please!”
