Page 135 of The Rogues

Before anyone can comment on it, Lennon and Malaki are back at my sides, their attention moving to me tenfold. “That’s definitely why it hurts so much, Bubbles,” Malaki whispers, his hand feathering over my bare torso. “You haven’t gone all the way under. Let’s help you with that.”

Lennon’s mouth closes over one of my nipples while Malaki’s finger slides over my clit. He groans from the wetness already pooled there, my slick pouring out of me as the feeling of arousal builds in my stomach. His hand moves slow, precise, but it builds me up until a frenzy all the same.

This time, when a cramp overtakes me, the feeling is numbed, and my omega completely takes over.

I feel myself speaking, but it’s through a fog. I beg one of them to fuck me, to knot me, and by the smell of ginger, one of them obliges as they crawl on top of me. The alpha pulls back my knees and impales me, his cock long and hard and… jeweled?

Whatever it is, it’s hitting me nicely as he starts a steady pace. My fingernails dig into his biceps and he hisses from the pain, but his smile tells me he is anything but upset about it.

“Is Lennon fucking you good, Omega?” my other alpha asks, the one with the long hair and syrupy smell. He strokes himself as he watches us, his lips curved into a sinister smirk. I don’t say anything, but a loud moan falls out as Lennon’s knot hits my entrance with each fast thrust.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I can’t help the curse from tumbling out on repeat, my body bending to the will of the alpha above me. My stomach hurts a little bit less with every thrust, the pain turning to pleasure as I get closer to the edge.

“You’re the most beautiful omega I have ever seen,” the alpha whispers to me, his gaze looking at me with something soft now, something loving. “You feel so good around my cock, Josie. Please come on me. I need to feel you coming.”

He inserts his knot into me after speaking those lovely words. The pleasurable sound alone could have pulled the orgasm out of me, but this is way better as his knot inflates and hits every part of me that it needs to. A part of me remembers this feeling, but it’s all heightened now, like this is the whole point. I feel an instant rush of relief from the pain as my body feels nothing but bliss, and with each tiny thrust he makes, the feeling gets calmer and calmer as I come.

My fingers find their way into his hair, petting and rubbing until his chest erupts in a quiet purr. I revel in the feeling of it, nuzzling my face against his as we heavily breathe in each other’s air.

It feels like it takes a long time for his knot to deflate and for a new cramp to start, but when it does, my brain stalls from the sting.

“Someone…. else… inside… now.”

My voice is rough, guttural. The scent of glorious midnight campfire clouds my senses, clogging up each nostril with endorphins as the alpha behind the smell crawls on top of me. There’s a flash of blue, my mind tingling with recognition before his cock penetrates me. The feeling overtakes every existing thought as he starts immediately fucking me, his forehead resting on my shoulder as he groans so low that my core spasms.

“Yes,” he mutters, the sound like liquid in my ear. “You’re soaking me. Oh my god.”

A whine climbs up my throat, my back arching from the power of each hard thrust. His knot feels just as large as the last, and my body sings every time it hits my entrance. I dig into his back, the flesh punctured beneath my nails. He howls, reveling in the pain of it. Just when I don’t think I can take it anymore, he pushes his knot in on the next thrust, the bulb completing me in every possible way. I crash, falling overboard. Wave after wave of pleasure wash away the ache until there is nothing but satisfaction coiling in my gut.

I blink my eyes open, wondering how long I was in the blissful state until another cramp hits me low and hard. There’s no longer a knot inside me; I feel so empty, so vacant, and the knowledge of that makes me bellow with a sob.

I strangle out the noise just as the door slams open, my two other mates standing on the other side. Their eyes are blown wide, their chests heaving as if they ran all the way here.

“Omega,” Cyrus whispers.

“Please,” I whimper. “Come here.”

“She’s had two knots and slept for about five minutes. She must have sensed you,” one of the alphas beside me says.

They both move quickly. The beta runs to my side while our prime shuts and secures the door, immediately easing any anxiety that the open space had caused. The smell of beautiful, dark flowers flows over me and I feel emotional by the presence of it.

“My beautiful little flower,” he murmurs before kissing me. “Do you need our cocks?”

I only manage to nod a few times before he is entering me in one quick swoop, the size of him filling me in the most delicious way. He groans in my ear at the ease of it, his fingers intertwining with mine as he breathes heavily through his nose.

“Fuck,” my beta whimpers. “You’re so fucking wet. Do you need this wet pussy fucked, my flower?”

A cry escapes me as he starts to move, his body working mine over with short, quick thrusts. I squeeze his fingers and use them to ground me as the pace quickens, leaving me suspended in the beautiful feeling of his cock sending me higher and higher with each push and pull.

My prime stands over us, his clothes gone and his hand stroking himself. He doesn’t say anything; his eyes are dark as he angles himself toward the beta that’s fucking me; he accepts it willingly, his hips still pistoning in and out of me as he lets the alpha fuck his mouth.

“Yes, good boy,” he praises, then he looks at me. “You’re going to come on Jamie’s cock, Omega. And then Remi and I are going to fuck you. And then, Remi is going to give you his knot. Is that what you want?” I nod, unable to say anything. “Good omega.”

Then he starts to fuck his mouth again, and the sight of them has me coming immediately.

Jamie moans and pops off Cyrus’s dick as he feels me pulsing around him. His mouth is parted, a quiet moan escaping him. I feel him coming inside me, and it propels my pleasure forward even more as I squeal with glee.

The relief only lasts a few seconds before the spasm starts up in my stomach again.