33. Jack

Chapter 33

Jack

R emoving the towel, I throw it on the floor and loom over Lily, brushing back a strand of her hair from her sweaty face. She has a raging fever, a side effect of her heat, and it worries me. But she smiles, her eyes still closed, letting me know she's okay.

"Don't fuck about," she purrs. "Give me what I need."

Chuckling, I grip my cock. As much as I want to give her pleasure first, she doesn't need nor want it. She wants the knot, and that is all she will focus on for the next couple of days.

I guide my rock-hard cock inside her with an unrestrained groan. She is slick from her heat and Max's cum, making it easy. Her body welcomes me, clenching around my shaft as if she's never wanted anything more. I hold still for a moment, savouring the feeling of being inside her again.

"God, Jack, move," Lily demands, her voice breathy and desperate.

I oblige, sliding in and out with slow, deliberate strokes. Her nails dig into my shoulders, urging me on. I pick up the pace, slamming into her harder and faster. Gripping her hips, I push her into the bed, forcing her to be still. Her tits bounce with each thrust into her. Her nipples are pink and hard, and I want to bite one, but she purrs loudly, drawing me back to the matter at hand. Her desperate need because of her heat makes it hard to think straight; all I can focus on is the way she feels wrapped around my dick and the primal need to knot her again.

"Please," she whimpers, her voice breaking the thin thread of control I have left.

I push into her one final time, burying myself to the hilt as my knot swells and locks us together. Lily cries out in relief and satisfaction, her body trembling against mine as her pussy clenches around me. I unload my cum deep into her, praying as I always do that she will catch and make me a father. I want it so badly, I can taste it. Her orgasm doesn't quit. My knot is bulging inside her sweet pussy, stretching her, and she is whimpering for more. Tears slide out of the corner of her closed eyes, and it rips at my insides.

"Please," she rasps. "It's not enough."

This is the part I hate. Seeing her in so much agony, and I can't do anything more about it than I already have. But I have to do something. There is no way that Sam or Max can wedge their cock into her now, not with my knot inflated inside her.

So I do the only thing I can think of. I grip her hips, forcing her to be as still as possible. "Shh, Lily, I've got you," I murmur, and with a powerful thrust, I shove my hips forward, pushing my knot further into her.

She screams at the pressure, and I grit my teeth, trying to focus on keeping my movements steady. Lily's screams turn into desperate whimpers. "More, please, Jack."

Her plea breaks me, and I lean down to kiss her forehead, whispering reassurances. "I'm here, princess. I'll give you everything I have." My body clenches, and I push even harder, hoping the extra friction will give her some relief.

As her sobbing begins to subside, Sam reaches out and strokes her hair gently. "You're doing great, Lily," he whispers softly.

Max settles on her other side, offering a comforting presence. "We're with you," he says firmly, his hand resting on her thigh.

"Get through this, Lily, and next time, we will give you two. We won't let you suffer, baby girl. Okay? We've got you."

My knot remains firmly inside her as the minutes tick by. The worst is over for now and Lily is finally able to rest a bit easier. Her breathing evens out, and her face relaxes a fraction.

"Thank you," she croaks.

"No, princess. Don't thank us. We aren't doing enough for you."

"You are," she insists, but it's weak, and for just a second, I feel inadequate to be with her. But I shake it off, knowing that attitude won't help her.

My knot is still ballooned inside her, but I need to move so Sam can give her what he's got. "Hold still, Lily, this is going to hurt a bit, but then Sam can take over," I murmur.

Bracing myself, I pull back, inching my knot out of her pussy as she screams both in pain and protest.

As soon as I slip free, Sam takes no time to ease her suffering. He positions himself between her legs and slides in with an urgency that reflects our shared desperation to relieve her. Lily's cries soften into moans of gratitude as Sam's cock fills her, providing the pressure and stretch she craves.

Max leans over, kissing her softly on the lips, his hand soothingly running down her side. "We've got you, Lily. Always," he murmurs.

Sam groans deep in his chest, his strokes quickening. Lily clings to him, her nails raking down his back as she rides the wave of pleasure mixed with pain.

"Max, move in behind her, She needs you both now," I whisper.

He glances at Sam, who nods and wraps his arms around Lily's waist. He rolls them over, so she is on top of him, a limp rag doll, as he pounds into her. Her head lolls back, but Max is there to rest it on his shoulder as he grips his cock.

"I need more," Lily gasps. "Please."

"Good girl," Max murmurs as he guides his cock into her alongside Sam's. "You're doing so well."

She cries out as the two cocks fill up completely, but it's giving her what she needs. Her body tightens up as her heat pulls back slightly.

I lean in to capture her lips in a kiss as she lets out a high-pitched moan, shuddering with relief. Max's hands are steady on her hips, guiding her movements as she's overwhelmed by the sensation of both of them inside her.

"Fuck," Sam groans, his jaw clenched, sweat trickling down his temples. "Lily, you're so fucking tight."

Lily's body arches, pressing her pussy onto their cocks as she cries out again. Her heat subsides slowly but surely, the desperate edge easing away as she finds satisfaction in our shared efforts.

Max leans forward to kiss the back of her neck, whispering words of praise and love that make her tremble even more. Sam's grip on her tightens as he pushes himself deeper, their movements synchronised and urgent.

"You're almost there, Lily," I murmur from beside them, stroking her hair gently. "You're doing so well."

Her eyes flutter open, meeting mine, filled with gratitude and raw need. "Jack," she breathes.

"I'm here, princess," I assure her, squeezing her hand tightly. The sight of her so vulnerable yet so strong stirs something fierce inside me.

Max and Sam ram into her together, their cocks working to bring Lily the ultimate relief she craves. Dropping my hand to her clit, I pinch and tug until her moans grow louder, more desperate. Her orgasm hits her, and it travels through me like electric currents, charging the air with a mixture of lust and love.

"Give it to her," I rasp, my voice rough with emotion. "Make her feel every inch of your big, fat cocks."

She gasps at my words, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure.

Max grunts, his hands gripping Lily's hips tighter as he thrusts deeper. "We've got this, Lily," he murmurs against her ear.

"Almost there," Sam pants, his muscles straining.

Lily's body quakes as she hits her peak. The intensity of it washes over all of us, binding us closer together in this moment of pure connection. Sam grunts and shoots his load into her, his knot inflating inside her, pressing against Max's cock. Max growls, low, fierce and then rams into her one last time before he knots her.

"Fuck," she whimpers. "That's it. That's what I need."

The relief in her voice hits me hard, and I cup the back of her neck, brushing my lips over hers. "I love you, Lily. I will always do right by you."

"We all will," Sam murmurs.

"Thank you," she whispers, and her eyes close again as the bliss of being sat on a double knot eases her heat enough for her to be lucid for a few moments. Now is the time to ask her. Max might not want to mate with her yet, but she needs something. I need to do something.

Bring her wrist up to my lips, I press them over the bite I gave her five years ago.

Her eyes snap open, and she sits upright, meeting my gaze.

"May I?" I ask quietly, aware of Max and Sam's eyes on us.

She blinks but doesn't answer.

"I need to keep you safe, Lily. Until you can give us your absolute consent to mate with you, I need something to keep you safe. My alpha bite on your wrist will offer you some protection."

"It makes me yours," she says.

"It does," I say with a sad smile, knowing it's not what I want for her, for us.

"Do it," she says, her voice strong, her eyes fierce, telling me she is in her right mind. Or enough of it to know this will protect her. "As long as I can bite you back."

Her words send a bolt of lust straight to my cock. "Fuck, yes, you can," I pant. She giggles as I place my mouth over the old bite scar and graze her with my teeth before tightening my jaw. I taste her blood as she cries out. The sweet, metallic tang floods my mouth, and a wave of possessiveness crashes over me. This woman, this beautiful, strong omega, is mine.

Lily's lips part in a gasp, and I feel her teeth graze my offered wrist in return. Her bite is hesitant at first, but then she clamps down firmly. The pain mixes with pleasure, making my cock twitch.

"Fuck! Lily," I groan when I release her.

She bites harder until I feel her teeth break the skin. Her bite is sharp and sweet, creating a bond that is just shy of mating but still powerful.

When she finally releases me, she pulls back slightly to look at her handiwork with a slight smile.

I stroke her hair as she relaxes back into Max's chest. We stay like this for a while, basking in the aftermath before Max and Sam's knots deflate, and then it's my turn again.