Chapter 25 Syra

An instant later, Markus's hand comes crashing down against the left side of my ass, rekindling the burn of my previous spanking. I yelp in shock and struggle to free myself, but the two alphas easily keep me pinned. A moment later, Brik's hand strikes me on the right side, sending more shameful fire blazing across my skin.

"You're spanking me!" I cry.

It's only after the words have left my mouth that I realize how foolish I sound for stating such an obvious fact.

"We are sharing you," Markus corrects. "Half and half, right down the middle."

He gives the left cheek of my ass another hard smack, and a moment later, Brik does the same to my right cheek.

"I didn't mean for you to share me like this!" I whine.

I receive two more blows in quick succession.

"You mean you don't like getting spanked?" Brik asks.

"No!"

"Oh really? Well your body is telling a different story." He pulls my right buttock to the side. "Hey Markus, do you see how much slick is pouring out of her?"

Markus pulls my left cheek aside, and now my cleft is wide open, giving the alphas a full view of all my most private and sensitive places.

"I see it," Markus says. "I smell it. Hell, I can practically taste it. If I don't get to bury my cock inside her soon, I might end up seeding all over her pretty little rump."

"I know what you mean," says Brik. "But she lied to us about not liking her spanking. We can't let that go unpunished. What do you think, ten more blows?"

"Ten more each side," Markus says.

The alphas continue my spanking, Markus on the left, Brik on the right, their open palms striking the two halves of my bottom like a pair of drummers beating out a primal rhythm. The chamber echoes with the sound of skin slapping wet skin. Each blow is like a gust of wind feeding the fire of my heat until it is raging like an inferno.

"Please!" I gasp, as the spanking comes to an end. "Please, oh Source, please…!"

"What is it?" Brik asks. "Do you need us to spank you some more?"

"No! I need you to fuck me. Both of you. I need both of your cocks inside me at the same time."

"Very well," Markus purrs.

He dips his hand between my legs and strokes my pussy, but he doesn't penetrate it as I expect him to. Instead, he gathers a large amount of the oily slick that is leaking out of me, and he smears it over my exposed rear hole.

"Markus!" I gasp. "What are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing, Syra? I'm preparing your body to get fucked and shared by two alphas at the same time."

His slippery fingers circle the rim of my anus, and I moan in response to the new and slightly uncomfortable sensations that are now coursing through me. No one has ever touched me in that place before. It's never even occurred to me until now that anyone would want to, or that I might enjoy it if they did.

Then I remember that night nine years ago when I looked down into the ritual chamber and saw what those three alphas were doing to their omega mate. One of them was in her mouth, one was in her pussy, and the third…

"Markus," I say, struggling to keep my voice level. "That's my… my…"

My shame stops me from finishing that thought, but Markus has no such inhibitions.

"I know what it is, Syra," he says as he massages my rim even more deeply. "It is your perfect little asshole, and I'm going to fuck it with my cock. But first we need to get it nice and lubricated. Now get ready, because this might feel a bit strange."

He centers his fingertip against my hole and begins to push, lightly at first, then with a bit more force. At first it seems as if my body isn't going to allow him to enter, but the alpha is persistent, and at last my little ring of muscle opens for him, and his finger slides into me.

"Oh fuck!" I moan, pressing my face against the stone floor of the cave.

"Are you okay?" Markus purrs. "Does it hurt?"

I'm tempted to lie and tell him it doesn't, but I don't want to risk another spanking. Not now, when I'm so close to getting what I truly need.

"It hurts a little," I admit. "But it feels good too. Please don't stop, Markus. Please."

"As you wish, Syra."

Markus fingers my bottom long and deep, coating every inch of my interior with my body's own natural lubrication. At last, he pulls his finger out of me, and it leaves behind a feeling of emptiness that desperately wants to be filled again. He starts to move into position behind me, but at the last moment he pauses.

Then he steps aside.

"Hey Brik," he says. "Why don't you do the honors."

"Fuck, are you sure?"

"Yeah. I got to be the first one to mate with Syra. It's only fair that you should be the first to claim her ass."

"Thanks," Brik says. "I owe you one."

I can hardly believe my own ears. Only a few minutes ago, the alphas were ready to rip each other's throats out. Now they're talking about sharing me like two old friends sharing a meal together.

As for myself, I don't really care which one of them penetrates my virgin rear hole, just as long as they both end up inside me when it's all said and done.

"Please," I murmur again.

"Shh," Brik's voice whispers from behind me and above me. "I'm going to take good care of you, little omega. I'm going to give you exactly what you need."

I moan softly as his fingers rub my pussy, gathering more of the warm slick that is still oozing out of me. But instead of spreading it over my ass the way Markus did, I can hear him using it to jack his own dick, greasing up his hard shaft so it can enter me more easily.

When he's ready, he moves into position behind me and nestles his pierced tip against my hole. A shiver of fear trickles down my spine. I don't know if I'll be able to handle something as big as Brik's hard cock, but I'll never forgive myself if I don't try.

I wince, and brace in anticipation.

But the alpha doesn't attempt to take me by force. Instead, with his tip pressed tightly against my anus, he begins to purr, much like Thorus did in the graveyard, when Markus and I were knotted together. It is a deep sound, beyond my actual range of hearing, but somehow still within my body's ability to sense it. The vibrations work their way through the fibers of my muscles like the teeth of a comb sliding through hair, removing every knot of tension within me, until every part of me is fully relaxed. My body opens for him—opens wide—and he slides into me with surprising ease, his pierced tip exploring the furthest, darkest depths of me.

"Oh Source," I say, my voice coming out of me in a kind of trembling sigh. "Brik, you're so deep. Your cock is so deep inside me."

"Does it feel good?" he purrs.

"Yes. It feels so good. I love how deep it is. I love how deep you're fucking me."

He pulls back and thrusts into me again, nice and slow, and my whole body shudders with pleasure at the sensation of his hard dick sliding deep inside my forbidden hole. My body rocks with the rhythm of his thrusting.

I hear a growl from somewhere nearby, and I turn my head to see Markus standing beside me, his cock in his fist, watching as Brik penetrates me. He drags his teeth over his lower lips like it's the hottest thing he's ever seen.

"Fuck," Markus groans. "How does she feel?"

"She feels amazing," Brik answers. "Her ass is so fucking tight though. I don't know if she'll be able to handle my knot back there."

"I can handle it," I gasp.

I don't know how I know that, but I do. It's like my heat is telling me it's not only okay, it's necessary.

Brik slides his hand all the way up my back and all the way back down again.

"Are you sure, Syra? You know I don't want to hurt you."

"I'm sure," I whisper. "I promise. But…"

"But you need Markus inside you too," Brik says, without the slightest trace of anger or jealousy in his voice. If anything, he sounds eager to share me. "Well, that can be arranged."

He pulls out of me, and we swap positions. He sits down on the stone ledge, then with Markus's help, he picks me up, and together they lower me onto Brik's cock again. As my weight settles down onto his lap, his dick slides even deeper into my backside. I drop my head back against his shoulder and let go a long moan of pleasure at the sensation of fullness inside me.

Then Markus steps forward, positioning himself between my wide open legs. His cock is so hard, it's sticking straight up from his groin, and when he presses against me, it reaches all the way to my belly button. He strokes his hand over my cheek and kisses me, then he reaches down between my legs and guides his cock into my pussy. He enters me with one slow, deep thrust, filling me completely.

"Oh Source," I moan.

Now the fullness is overwhelming. I am stuffed from both the front and the back, filled to the brim with hard, hot alpha cock. I can feel them both throbbing inside me, their two hearts beating in sync with my own.

Behind me, Brik leans back, bracing his arms behind himself for support. Then he starts to roll his pelvis, stirring his hardened length inside me. In front, Markus begins to thrust, almost pulling out of me completely on the backstroke before surging into me again as far as he can go.

This is exactly what I need.

It is hot and dirty and perfect.

The sound of the failing water in the background is not enough to drown out the shameful sounds of our three-way mating. The two alphas grunt like beasts as they dominate me and use my body for their enjoyment. There is the steady clap of skin on skin as their heavy sacs smack together beneath me, and wet sounds issue from my pussy as Markus pounds me harder and faster with his hard cock.

"Source, you're so beautiful," Markus says as he fucks me. "You're such a good omega, Syra."

I never thought I would want to hear those words of praise spoken to me by an alpha, let alone my best friend, but it sets off a swirl of emotions inside me that feels almost as good as the two firm cocks filling my body.

"Oh fuck," Brik groans behind me, his voice tight. "Fuck, I can feel you moving inside her, Markus."

Source, that is so hot. The thought that the two alphas might be deriving pleasure not just from my body but from each other sends my arousal spiraling to new heights.

Heat and pressure swells inside me. I clutch at my alphas, digging my nails into Markus's shoulder and Brik's thigh, holding on to both of them for dear life as they fuck me and share my body between them.

I'm so close now. My need is almost fulfilled. There is just one last thing that is required.

No: two things.

Brik is the first to knot, and I cry out sharply as his cock swells within me, locking my bottom to his lap. His bulbed gland stretches me to my limit, and there is some initial pain, but then his seed comes, and all of the pain is washed away on a tide of warm, sticky bliss.

Markus follows him an instant later, and his release triggers my own. My howls of pleasure echo away into the subterranean darkness.

Afterward, we all move out of the pool together. It is slow going, and the alphas have to be extra careful not to tug their knots out of me, but after a bit of effort we manage to get ourselves onto the floor beside the pool, and we lie down together, our bodies pressed together, our legs tangled.

Even though it has only been a short while since I woke up, I feel a weariness coming over me again, and I surrender myself to the sensation.

I feel exhausted, yet satisfied. It is a wonderful feeling, and it is made all the more wonderful by the presence of my two protective alpha mates.

There is only one thing that could make it better.

Thorus.

I wish that the older alpha could be here to share this moment with us, but I sense that he is okay, wherever he is, and I take comfort in that knowledge as my mind drifts into the warm embrace of sleep.