Page 92 of Rot In Knotty Pieces

“Sage! Get your ass out here, we have a job to do.”

Oh! Two lessons. Excellent.

Rose drags himself out of me, and I wiggle my hips, knowing my ass looks amazing and that my puffy pussy lips will be glossy with slick. The great thing about being a beta in an omega body? I get some of the cool things like slick, but none of the heat. My theory on it is slick is the body's natural response, while heats and scents are pheromones.

“If only I had a bond-” I simper.

His hand grips the back of my neck and squeezes until I’m frozen and whimpering. “Not another word about those, or you will find that I’m going to stop being so damn polite.”

“This is polite?”

“Yes,” he growls.

“Then I need to work harder.” I spread my legs and slide my hands up my ribs, scooping my T-shirt and bra up until my breasts hang loose. I pull at my nipples and whine, clenching and trying not to laugh, knowing exactly where his eyes are glued.

He slaps my ass hard, first one cheek, then the other. They burn and ache, but I love the pain. He thrusts in, burying his whole length in me in one hard move.

“Punish me, Daddy,” I mock.

He growls and grabs my hair. “You always have to push the line.”

“Of course, that’s the fun way to live.”

He drags his cock out of me. I swear, I can feel every vein and ridge on him, and then, with my back still arched from where he’s pulling my hair back, he thrusts in, slamming my thighs against the back of the couch. I rock forward, the movement pulling my hair tight, causing a strangled scream to slip free.

I look up, feeling the heavy weight of eyes watching us and smile. “Hello, handsome.”

Sage pads across the room and shoves his pants down. By the time he gets to me, his cock with its purple tip is weeping pre-cum and is hard and aimed for my lips.

“Open up, baby.”

“Do you talk that sweet to everyone?”

He growls and grips my jaw, squeezing until I open my mouth. He pushes inside, then slides his hand around the back of my head and pushes me down onto his cock.

“Be a good beta and suck.”

It’s a good thing I’ve got a sense of humour. Raptor might castrate one or both of them for this. I love it. But then, the playfully aggressive fuck fests Rose and I normally indulge in have always pushed boundaries.

We’ve never played like this with a third before.

I suck hard, and Sage shouts as I drag my mouth off him.

“Fuck!” he sobs out and shoves me down on his cock again.

“She’s good, isn’t she? She loves having a cock between her lips. Loves one in her pussy, and she loves it in her ass. The harder the better.”

“If only you could keep up with me,” I say as I pull free. Saliva stretches from Sage’s cock to my lips, and I swallow the salty taste of him as I eye his slit. I want that back in my mouth, but he’s moved out of reach and is stroking it hard in his fist.

Fingers push into my ass, and I squeal, gushing all over Rose’s cock.

“I love the way you strangle my cock when I finger this pretty ass,” Rose growls out. “Raven, I think you might love my cock.”

“Any-”

His hand claps down on my ass. I clench around his fingers and cock, gasping.

“If you dare say any cock or alpha will do, I will punish you so hard you won’t be able to sit,” Rose snarls in a tone of pure jealousy and possession.