14. Elisabed

14

Elisabed

Finn’s lips devoured mine, and I couldn’t stop the helpless moan that escaped me as I reached up and wound my fingers through his hair. The soft strands tickled my skin, and I whimpered as he nipped at my bottom lip and then slowly pulled away from the kiss. His expression was uncharacteristically serious.

“We’re going to take care of you, baby, okay?” he said, his voice low as he confirmed what they had already told me. My stomach squirmed with his words, and my mind stuck on what he had told me the night before—that I was only there to keep them balanced when the pact was broken.

They didn’t really want me.

But my wolf didn’t care. My body didn’t care. The sensitivity of my skin was almost painful, and the heat inside of me, the need, was growing by the second.

I whimpered, and then I nodded, reaching for Marshall and curling my fingers into the fabric of his shirt.

“Touch me, Alpha,” I whined. My thighs clenched together, and I groaned as a wave of pulsing desperation made my stomach squirm, sick and needy all over again.

Marshall cursed, his eyes flicking over to August over my shoulder. I didn’t look back at the other alpha, but I could feel his presence behind me as he gently wrapped his hands around my hips and slid his fingers under the hem of my shirt.

“Come on, sweetheart,” he said softly. “Let’s get this off you. We’ll make you a little more comfortable, yeah?”

If I had been entirely rational, I would have bristled at the way that all three of them were treating me as if I were made out of spun glass. I didn't want them to baby me; I wanted them to treat me seriously, even if I wasn’t here to stay permanently, and their intentions when they had gotten me were less than pure.

But I wasn’t in my rational mind, and when August helped to pull my shirt off, leaving my torso blissfully bare, I let out a groan of gratitude before my hands slid down, scrabbling at the waist of my pants.

“Off, off, off,” I mumbled.

Marshall’s hands clasped gently around my wrists, stopping my frantic movements. I looked up at him, my vision already starting to haze over with need, and a small smirk was touching his usually serious expression, making him so handsome that I fucking ached.

“Don’t worry,” he murmured. “We’ll take care of you, I promise.”

Lips found the nape of my neck, teasing the sensitive skin there, and I tipped my head back, whining as another pair of hands found the waist of my pants and shoved them down until they pooled at my feet, letting me step out.

“Good girl.” Finn. He was the one kissing my neck, and he teased along the column before he sank his teeth into my scent glands.

The gesture made me gasp, and my head fell back as the heat inside me surged. My thighs were already wet with slick, and it was only the beginning. God, I’d never thought it would be like this. I’d never thought ...

“Hey, it’s okay. It’s okay, Omega,” August soothed, seeming to sense my rising stress levels. He pulled me out of Marshall and Finn’s arms and tugged me toward the nest, rumbling out a soothing growl as he did so. “Let’s get in the nest. Come on. Don’t you want to show your alphas how good you can be for us?”

The words should have been condescending, but they weren’t. They soothed something inside me, and I found myself nodding along as I stumbled and then fell face-first into the nest that didn’t smell enough like me or my alphas.

I could be good. I could show them how good of an omega I was. I needed them. I needed someone touching me, making the need—god, it needed to go away...

“Shh.” A touch on my flank made me tense up and then relax again when I was rolled onto my back. I looked up into Marshall’s dark eyes, and they glinted at me as he settled between my legs. Sometime between Finn’s kiss and now, all three of them had stripped down, and the fact that I hadn’t been aware enough to realize that they were getting naked should have been concerning to me. I hated the idea that my mind wasn’t my own and that I was going insane simply because of my biology.

But the sight of all three of them, tall and muscled and lean and so fucking hard, made my pussy clench, and their air bloomed with my scent. All three of them growled in response as Marshall shoved himself a little lower, bringing his face level with my pussy.

“Let me have a taste, Omega,” he murmured, barely giving me a warning before his mouth was sealed around my clit.

“Oh!” I arched, my hands flying to his red hair, and I whimpered, my hips jerking and already trying to ride his face. My clit was so sensitive that every flick of his tongue felt like it would drive me over the edge, and Finn chuckled darkly as he climbed into the nest and then settled next to me, his hard cock brushing up against my hip and making my pussy clench.

“How does he feel, omega?” he murmured, the words a deliciously sexy taunt. “Is he giving you what that needy pussy is craving?”

Marshall’s fingers slid between my legs as Finn spoke, teasing at my entrance for a second before he pushed them deep inside me, two thick digits suddenly filling me and soothing some of the ragged need. He started to fuck me with them, smooth and slow as his tongue worked me over, and the low growls that he let out told me that he was enjoying this just as much as I was.

Still, it wasn’t enough. August sank into the nest on my other side, burying his face in my neck and seeming content to cup one of my breasts and hold me while his fellow alphas worked me over. Again, having him so close to me helped to soothe my ragged instincts a little, but it still. Wasn’t. Enough .

“Please,” I gasped. “God, please, please, please...”

Finn chuckled, the sound a little unhinged as he leaned close to me. The tip of his nose brushed against mine, and his scent filled my nose as he purred, “Please what, omega? Use your words for us.”

I thrashed a little, shaking my head helplessly. I knew what he wanted from me and wanted to give it to him. I did. I wanted to tell him, to tell them anything that they wanted to hear. Anything that would make them touch me and taste me and give me their cocks because that was what I needed right now. I didn’t need to think; I didn’t want to speak. I just needed to be fucked, and I needed it to be them, I needed them, I needed them, I needed...

“Finn. Stop teasing her. Not the time,” August commanded, his voice short and brisk but still warm. His lips brushed up against my throat, and I felt his chest rise against my arm as he breathed me in and his fingers teased at my nipple. Marshall’s tongue continued to flick over my clit, again and again, and my hips shook under his punishing grip, desperate to ride against his tongue until I was finally able to come ...

“Spoilsport,” Finn murmured, though his words had no heat. He gripped my chin and lifted my face, and then he sealed our mouths together, his tongue sliding into my mouth when I gasped, taking the open invitation and running with it.

I loved it. I gave myself over to them as Finn kissed me, and Marshall finger-fucked my pussy with humiliatingly wet sounds, the fabric of the nest growing wet with the slick between my legs. The thought would have made me embarrassed, but my cheeks were burning with the fever of my heat, and there was no room for any higher thinking—no room for me to be embarrassed about what my body needed.

I needed alphas. I needed to be fucked. And I would get it if it was the last thing I did.

Marshall hooked his fingers up, rubbing against my G-spot, and my hips jerked against his mouth so violently that I knocked him off. Good thing, too, because I was done playing. My free hand shot down and wound into his hair, and then I growled before I tore my mouth away from Finn’s and glared down at Marshall, tugging to get his attention. “I need you, Alpha,” I said firmly.

Or, I tried to. What had sounded strong and commanding in my head came out as a needy, pathetic whine, and my hips jerked upwards as he pulled his fingers out of me, looking up at me. His chin was slick and shining with my juices, and the desperate moan that fell from my lips made all three alphas growl as the scent of all of our arousal ramped up.

“Good girl,” Marshall murmured, nipping at my hip before he pushed himself to hover over me. He wrapped his hand around the thick length of his cock, and the tiny rational voice that was still at the back of my mind said that I should be worried about taking that beast without any prep. It was probably going to hurt.

But I didn’t fucking care .

“Yes, yes, yes...” I chanted. I wrapped one of my legs around his hips and tugged him forward, ignoring his chuckle as he helped me move him into place. The head of his cock brushed against my folds, and I groaned at the stimulation, my hips jerking again before Marshall finally took pity on me and clamped his hands around my hips.

“Easy, Omega,” he murmured. “I won’t let you go without. We’ll take care of you. Just relax...”

He started to push forward, and the stretch was intense, soothing the itch inside me like nothing else. A wave of calmness and clarity washed over me, and I moaned, loud and shameless, as he bottomed out inside of me and then started to move.

“I love seeing you like this,” August murmured, his voice warm and soothing next to me. When I turned my head slightly to look at him, I saw him watching me with a small smile, everything about his demeanor soft, even as his cock twitched between his legs. It was purple and angry-looking, so hard that it had to be painful, and my lips parted as I looked at it.

I wanted it in my mouth. I needed it.

August inhaled sharply as I stared at his cock, and I moaned as Marshall picked up the pace. “Please...” I whimpered.

His eyes flicked over my shoulder and then returned to my face before he nodded. “Yes, Omega,” he said gently. “Anything you need.”

Something unspoken passed between the three of them as they glanced at each other, and I could feel Finn’s eyes burning into the back of my head. Before I could try to wrap my mind around what they were communicating with each other, though, Marshall pulled out of me, making me growl with frustration.

“Don’t be mad, sweetheart,” Finn said, chuckling softly. He gently pulled me to the side, and I watched with hazy eyes as Marshall lay in the nest in the same place where I had just been. The thought of him lying in my scent, rolling around in it, and soaking in it the way that he was satisfied me on a primal level. Finn helped me up, steadying me as I straddled Marshall, who positioned his cock at my entrance all over again.

This time, when I slid down his cock, the stretch was even more intense. Marshall was big when I was just laying back and taking it, but being on top was an entirely new level of fullness that made my head spin and my inner omega purr. My hips rolled, and I whimpered as I started to ride, slowly enough that I could feel every delicious inch rubbing up inside me.

“Good girl,” August murmured, kneeling next to me. He wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and nudged me forward until the head of his cock was at my lips. “Take what you need, omega.”

I didn’t have to ask what he meant. I opened my mouth and slid all the way down until the head of his cock bumped up against the back of my throat and made me gag. My hips kept working over Marshall’s cock, his hands on my hips keeping me steady as I set a slow and smooth pace on August, and I was so invested in the feeling of two cocks inside me that I barely noticed when Finn positioned himself behind me.

“There you go, sweetheart.” Finn’s voice was rough and hot, and his fingers sliding over my ass startled me enough that I paused, sitting with Marshall fully seated inside me. My stomach fluttered, and my inner omega was thrilled . She could tell where this was going, and I had never felt so close to my wolf. It felt like the magic that would allow me to shift was right there, at my fingertips and begging me to just know how to use it...

Finn’s fingers slid down until they were teasing at my bottom entrance, and I squirmed a little. The way was already smooth and slick due to my heat, and rationally, I knew that it wouldn’t take much for my body to accept my third alpha in the last hole I had to offer. My hips jerked, rolling against Marshall’s, and my moan was muffled when the tip of one of Finn’s fingers pushed in and then kept going .

The feeling of fullness there was foreign, and I stopped moving for a second. All three alphas froze as I adjusted, but it didn’t take long before I was squirming and moaning all over again. I rolled my hips, and the motion fucked me against Marshall’s cock and Finn’s finger, and the dual sensations made me feel like my brain was exploding.

“Oh, fuck , she loves that,” Marshall growled, his hands clamping my hips again. He held me still as he started to fuck up into me, going slow, matching the thrusts of Finn’s fingers inside my ass—first one, then two, then three. The squeeze made my eyes roll back, and I moaned helplessly around August’s cock as Finn prepped me. I had never felt so loved and objectified and degraded and treasured in all my fucking life.

I loved it. I needed more of it. The itch of my heat was intense; it was too much; I couldn’t think; I needed all three of them...

I didn’t have to say any of that, though. They just knew. Finn pulled his fingers out of my ass after he’d prepped me enough that he wouldn’t hurt me, and I moaned around August as the blunt pressure of Finn’s cock pressed up against me. Marshall stilled inside me, holding my hips tight, and a moment later, the pressure at my back entrance increased, and my moans reached a new level as Finn breached me and started to sink inside.

“Fuck me,” Finn growled. His hands were tender as they stroked up my back, soothing me as if I were a wild animal, and his cock continued to nudge inside of me, one inch at a time. He clamped his hand around the back of my neck, holding me still, and all three alphas growled, low and aggressive, as they all took their various parts of me.

We were joined, all of us. There was no separation between me and them. They wanted me, and I needed them. It didn't matter how we got here or what caused our circumstances. All that mattered was that I was an omega, they were my alphas, and they were taking care of me.

The fog in my head from my heat was intense, and I couldn’t wait anymore. My heat wouldn’t wait. I whimpered and rolled my hips, fighting against the tight grips that the alphas had on me as I tried to get them to fuck me again.

Marshall chuckled, but the sound was strained. “So desperate, Omega,” he rasped. “You just can’t wait anymore, can you?”

August’s fingers carded gently through my hair, smoothing it away from my damp forehead, and he cooed, “Then let’s not make her wait anymore, boys.”

It was all the permission that they needed, though I think I would have begged if they wanted me to. They immediately started fucking me, taking pleasure from my body and giving it to me in turn. Every thrust in each of my holes made my head spin and quenched some of the raging desire inside me, and all I could do was hang on for the ride.

Marshall’s fingers found my clit, and he worked the sensitive nub hard and fast as he picked up the pace. His harsh breathing satisfied something inside me that I didn’t know had been wanting. “So sweet, Omega,” he breathed. “So good for us. Come on, I want to feel you come. You want to come with all three of us fucking you, don't you? Make your gorgeous body our pretty little toy? Mmm, I can feel how wet that makes you. Such a good little girl, riding out your heat with your alphas...”

He continued to breathe out filthy words as he touched me, fucking up into me and stretching me deliciously with every thrust. The feeling of being fucked in both my pussy and asshole at the same time was deliciously depraved, and Finn’s thrusts inside me were full and deep and so much . I wanted to give them what they wanted; I needed to give them what they wanted...

My orgasm happened so suddenly that it took me by surprise. My clit sang under Marshall’s fingers, and my scream was muffled around August’s cock as he thrust into my throat. I choked around him as I rode the waves of pleasure. He thrust a little deeper and then let out a long, low groan as his cock pulsed and then flooded my tongue with his salty-bitter taste that I couldn’t fucking get enough of.

I swallowed him down, and our orgasms seemed to trigger the other two. Marshall growled, his cock hard and throbbing inside me as he pounded my pussy mercilessly, and the second that he stiffened and slammed home, Finn picked up the pace. He thrust so aggressively that my body shook, and then he sank his teeth into my neck as he buried himself in my ass one more time and flooded my final hole with warmth.

We panted, pleasure vibrating through the air, and the feeling of all of their orgasms pulled at me, filling my belly with warmth and making me feel settled and connected to them once more. August gently pulled out of my mouth, and I gasped, and then he tipped my face up so that he could press his lips against mine, the gesture tender after the aggressive desperation of our fucking.

The orgasms had settled me, at least a little. It wouldn’t last, though; I could already feel the need building again, and when Marshall’s cock slipped out of me, I let out a needy whimper.

Finn chuckled and detached his teeth from my neck before kissing the new teeth marks he’d left. “Don’t worry, Omega,” he murmured. “Just lay down and rest. We’re here for you. We’ll give you our cocks as many times as you need us to and then a few more times for good measure. You’re safe.”

I sighed, and my entire body melted into the nest as we piled together in the soft blankets. We were safe.

At least for now.