39. Remy

REMY

Hazel was panting with want, her body writhing and trying to chase Ben's touch. "Use me. Both of you."

I was already hard and aching imagining it. Hazel, naked and exposed. Spreading her cheeks and letting my cock slide into her warmth. Seeing how long I could fuck her for before she woke up…

"Remy."

It was like the crack of a starting pistol. My hands flew to her waistband and shoved her leggings down. "Game starts now," I snarled.

I ripped her panties clean off her.

Eating Hazel's pussy was not a chore. It was a luxury I made sure to thoroughly appreciate and enjoy every time I got the chance to. But right now, I was using every single weapon in my arsenal to make sure she came fast and hard.

The first didn't require me to touch her at all.

"You smell so fucking good, baby."

Anticipation.

Hazel whimpered, her legs falling open involuntarily.

I ran my cheek and neck along her inner thigh, scent marking her. I wanted her to crave my tongue on her so badly that she would fall apart within the first few licks.

"I've been dying to taste this pussy all day," I growled, letting my breath fan across her slickened cunt. "Look how wet and perfect you are for me."

Her clit was swollen pink with arousal. Slick pooled at her entrance and dripped onto the couch below.

"Please." Her hips rose up and her nails dug into Ben's thigh. "Please, Remy."

I dove headfirst between her legs. Hazel began swearing under her breath almost instantly as I flicked her clit with my tongue. Light, quick strokes at a consistent pace while I fucked her with two fingers.

Finally, her weakness. I made sure she knew just how much I was enjoying myself. Moaning and letting the occasional curse slip out as I felt her grow wetter beneath my tongue and fingers.

"Remy, god, I'm coming."

Her spasming, slick-soaked pussy hid my triumphant grin. That had to have been what, under a minute?

Beat that, motherfucker.

I stood up, adjusting my cock as it pushed painfully against my zipper. Ben annoyingly did not seem perturbed or intimidated by my efforts. He was focused entirely on Hazel, kissing her and whispering something about her looking pretty when she came.

Yeah. Because of me, asshole.

"Your turn," I challenged him.

Ben didn't go straight to eating her out either. Instead, he tugged off the tight little bra crop she wore that drove me crazy, rolled over on top and continued to kiss her. It would've all been very sweet and romantic if his curled fingers weren't disappearing in and out of her at the same time.

He eventually made his way down, nipping and licking at her bare skin. Hazel almost levitated off the couch when he finally got to her pussy. Ben held her down by her thighs and brought her to a shuddering, whimpering orgasm.

"Nice job, but—"

"You win," Ben conceded. "Well done."

Patronising fuck.

Ben lifted her up in his arms. "Should we fuck her to sleep now?" he asked me archly.

Soft, pliant, languid, so fucking wet and taking me so fucking good even when she was asle—

"Might as well. She's not going to get much of it tonight," I agreed.

Our clothes fell in abandoned puddles outside the nest as we settled her between us. We never let her catch her breath, trading rough kisses between us while we flicked and tugged her sensitive nipples with our fingers and teeth.

I eyed the bared column of her neck. The fluttering pulse point matched my own rapid heartbeat, feeding my feral possessiveness the longer I stared at her unmarked skin. My mouth latched on, teeth scraping as I left a purplish love bite behind. Mine. I wanted her covered in my little marks and nips by the time the sun rose.

A poor substitute for my teeth marks on her neck but good enough for now.

"Someone fuck me already," Hazel whined.

I kissed her irritated scowl. "You're such a perfect little cockslut for us, baby."

Her hand wound around my cock. "Less praise, more fucking," she demanded.

I was guiding her on top of me when Ben stopped her. "Turn around, gorgeous, and sit on his lap. Give him the best view of his life."

The woven texture of the nest wall scratched against the heated skin of my back. Hazel and Ben were wrapped up in each other, tongues entwined. But she had one hand between us, notching my cock at her entrance as she sank down.

"If this is your plan to make me come before she does…" I lost my train of thought entirely as Hazel began bouncing on my cock. "Then…it might work, goddamn, this ass looks good." I slapped her hard several times, leaving it pink and trembling.

Ben's head dipped down to where Hazel and I were joined.

"What are you doing?" I asked him suspiciously.

He looked at me like I was an idiot. "What does it look like I'm doing?"

"Ben. Oh my god," Hazel cried out suddenly.

Fucking hell, he was licking her clit while I was knot-deep inside her. She let out a tight scream and her pussy instantly tightened around me. I felt my balls contract, my dick pulsing and ready to explode.

Don't come. Do not fucking come for the love of god.

"Her orgasm still counts as mine," I forced out between my teeth. I thrust up into her pointedly and Hazel moaned my name.

Ben's words were muffled. "Of course."

I gripped her hips and worked myself up to a punishing hard pace. At first she was able to hold herself up somewhat but with Ben and I both overwhelming her, she didn't have a chance. She eventually lay back on top of me, her body loose and twitching slightly. I pressed my nose into her neck and got a hit of her sated, blissed-out scent. It was like sunshine on her skin. Little white petals opened, bright and welcoming.

"I'm going to give you my knot, baby," I said low in her ear. "And you're going to sleep so good with it stuffed inside you."

"Yes, Remy," she breathed.

I might have left bruises on her tits as I pulled her down, feeling her stretch to take my knot. Hazel climaxed hard, all over my cock and I had to admit, on Ben's tongue as well. I groaned deep in my chest, the building pressure finally erupting as I unloaded inside her.

She was already asleep and stayed that way as I rolled us into a spooning position. Ben and I didn't talk. I just lay there, closed my eyes and stroked her sweat-dampened skin.

Eventually my knot went down. I felt my soft cock slip out of her, followed by a streak of cum and slick. Hazel continued to sleep, her breasts rising and falling steadily.

Ben and I made eye contact, the atmosphere in the nest turning dark. We'd both been waiting for this, our alphas feral for it.

His turn now. Mine later.

We carefully turned her onto her back and he positioned himself between her spread legs. He used the tip of his cock to collect the mess that had dripped out of her and slowly pushed it back into her pussy.

Hazel didn't make a sound.

So fucking hot.

I didn't even care that someone else was fucking my omega. It wasn't like it was some stranger — it was Ben. Pack. And he was fucking my cum back into her so why would I be mad about that?

I couldn't tear my eyes away as he drove into her with long, slow strokes. My breath was caught in my throat as I wondered when she would wake up and if she was going to come like this. I was throbbing, ready to go again just from watching her being used.

Hazel woke up right before she started to come.

"Oh my god, I'm—"

"Shh."

Ben swallowed her cries as he knotted her savagely with a single hard thrust, her reddened pussy distending to take him.

"Go back to sleep, sweetness." Right back to being all tender again. Little pecks on her face and smoothing back her hair as her eyes drifted shut again.

I fell back onto the mattress of the nest with a soft flump. "God, how am I meant to sleep tonight? Even when you're fucking her I'm like—" I gestured angrily at my jaunty, extremely erect cock.

Ben let out a deep chuckle. "I'm sure you'll figure it out," he said, which was absolutely useless. "Try to rest. I'll wake you when my knot goes down. If you still can't sleep when you're locked inside her then…well, I can't help you."

I was still half-hard, eyes closed but unable to sleep when Ben tapped me on the shoulder.

"You don't have to wake me when you slip out. Just sleep." His eyes glinted in the dark. "Or knot her again."

Well, he didn't have to tell me twice.

Hazel was lying on her stomach, hugging a pillow. Her lips curved up ever so slightly and I briefly wondered if she would like sucking on a cock while she slept too.

I let the heavy weight of my cock sit in the crease of her cheeks. Her ass was so perfect. I couldn't believe the filthy things she let me do to it. Slap it. Bite it. Cover it with my cum. I massaged the soft globes lightly, my length hardening rapidly.

Her pussy was only just visible in the shadowed crease between her thighs. She was going to be so fucking tight with her legs together like this. I spread her open slightly with my fingers and pushed my tip against her entrance.

I bit back a groan as the head slid in easily. She was drenched in us. I pushed deeper, feeling her walls stretch to take me. I was fixated, obsessed, watching my shaft gradually disappear inside her until my knot sat snugly against her opening.

My length was streaked with our collective fluids as I slid out. She was going to be such a pretty mess in the morning. Our pretty mess. I was careful not to put any of my bodyweight on her as I fucked her, mimicking Ben's measured, deliberate pace earlier.

Her body jerked once, twice and then I felt her pussy begin to pulse around me and she got even tighter and even wetter. Fuck. Hazel let out a small sigh, her head lifting off the pillow slightly.

"Mm, Remy, is that you? Ssgood," she slurred.

"Yes, baby, you're doing so well," I murmured, running my palm soothingly up and down her bare back until she was still again.

I laid down beside her, fitting her curves against me. I'd never ever knotted her this slowly, and it took all my self control not to just shove the entire swollen bulge inside her. When I finally felt her lock me in place, all the taut pressure building within me snapped, my cock twitching with each pulsating flood of cum before I passed out.

Hazel eventually woke up ready to play again and pounced on our sleeping forms.

That night changed things.

It wasn't about the game anymore.

Gone, forgotten, left in the dust.

Every time I was fucking her, Ben was there. Rubbing her clit and scent marking her until she was mindless with lust. I didn't really get the whole scent matching thing but, fuck if his scent didn't do something to her on a whole other level.

When he was fucking her, he told me to tell her how well she was doing.

"She loves the way you talk to her. I can feel how wet she gets."

I told Hazel what a good fucking omega she was for coming so much for her alphas before giving her my cock to suck on.

Ben made us work together to make her come over and over.

At the crest of a new dawn, I woke up to her whimpers. Ben had his hands around her thighs, holding her down while face-first in her pussy. I glanced down at the duvet I didn't remember covering myself with and I knew that he did it.

Ben understands all of us and why we work.

He knows when Aleks and I can give Hazel something he can't.

And he'll stop at nothing to make sure Hazel is loved the way she deserves.

With that acknowledgement, my alpha gave him allegiance.

"Fuck," I swore. My head was pounding, a dull ache pulsing through it. "You're my prime, aren't you?"

He had the audacity to keep a straight face as he lifted his head, wiping his mouth clean of slick.

"How long have you known?" I demanded.

"It's not important."

"Ben."

"When you followed me to Haven + Nest."

"Goddammit!"

I fell back onto the nest, defeated. "Whatever," I muttered. "I'm still taller than you."

"That's fine."

Deep down, I think I knew this was how it was always meant to be.