Page 68 of Bonded By Tea and Tarot

I crack my eyes open, seeing my alpha watching me, and I turn, presenting my ass to him while I continue tasting my beta. I lick along his hip bone, then nudge my nose into his pubic hair until I can lick from the base of his cock to the tip.

“You want something, pretty omega?”

“Alpha,” I mumble around my beta’s cock. “Knot.”

A low chuckle from the other side of my beta reaches me, and I glare at the alpha who isn’t mine yet but should be.

“Poor manners, omega. Don’t you know it’s rude to speak with your mouth full?” they say, grinning at me.

“No,” I reply. Or at least, I try to.

My beta groans and his cock hardens against my tongue. “I don’t mind, she can talk with my dick in her mouth all day if she wants to.”

My omega preens like that was a compliment, and I throw a triumphant grin at the mean alpha.

They shake their head, but I’m distracted by the fat cock prodding at my slick pussy. I arch my back and lean into it, and my alpha slides into me. Our pleasure ricochets through the bond, and I sigh in satisfaction.

“Knot.”

“Not yet, omega,” meanie says.

I growl at him around the cock in my mouth.

“Fuck,” my beta hisses, and I relish the sting in my hair when he grips it too tight.

“I’m going to fuck your alpha into you, and he’s going to fuck your throat onto your beta’s cock. How does that sound, naughty witch?”

“I’m going to die,” my beta mutters, but I pay him no mind. He’ll live because I want him to.

My alpha stills behind me, and I wiggle my ass. Impatience and excitement flicker through me, and amusement lights his side of the bond. It’s quickly taken over by pleasure with a bite of pain, and he groans, pressing further into me.

“Look at this dirty pack,” meanie says. They pull out from my alpha, and the pressure in my pussy eases. Then they thrust back in and I cry out when my alpha plunges into me, and my beta’s cock hits the back of my throat. A chorus of groans fills the room, and heat flashes across my skin.

More, I need more.

“So good for me, letting me fuck all of them at once. My good boys. And my slutty omega,” they say, punctuated every few words with a hard thrust as they control all of our bodies, all of our pleasure. “Isn’t that right?”

“Yes, alpha,” my sexy alpha replies, his voice gravelly with desire.

“Yes, alpha,” my beta says through panting breaths.

I close my eyes, bliss building in my core, until suddenly… It stops.

Everything stops.

A demanding whine is ready to make its way up my throat, but before I can let it out, the alpha speaks.

“Omega,” meanie alpha says, and I feel a hand in my hair, which I now realize is braided. No idea when that happened. “I asked you a question.”

“Mhm,” I mumble, not willing to give up the taste of my beta, especially since no one is fucking me anymore, and that simply can’t be right.

“What did I tell you about talking with your mouth full, naughty omega?”

The cock disappears from my pussy, and then the one in my mouth slips away too.

“No,” I whine, blindly reaching for them both.

Neither of them replies though, and my heart hurts. I crack my eyes open, blinking blearily as I look around, searching. What is happening? Why are they leaving me? I fall to the mattress and a cry catches in my throat, but then the alpha that isn’t mine yet is there.