Chapter Thirty-Nine

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

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Fuck, I’m in heaven, aren’t I?

Blinking my eyes open, I glance down to see my gorgeous girl on her knees between my thighs. Her lips are wrapped around my cock, sucking the soul out of my body one bob at a time.

Hazy green eyes watch my slowly swelling knot with a hunger I can relate to. Having one of my mate’s knots locked inside of me is the best feeling. The only thing better is getting to be balls deep inside of Omen.

“Damn, that feels fucking incredible,” I praise her, groaning when her tongue swipes around each of the piercings lining the underside of my length. The little tugs of pain heighten the pleasure burning along my spine. “Did my sweet girl wake up feeling needy?”

She whimpers, the vibration damn near making me come into her mouth. Her heat may give me a nearly non-existent refractory period, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t prefer to be inside of her sweet pussy when I blow. “Climb upon your throne, gorgeous, and ride my cock like the queen you are.”

Omen scrambles up my body and lines herself up with my tip. Watching her sink down, inch by inch, is mesmerizing. The way she stretches around me, swallowing my cock like it was made for her. It was. Fate made sure every inch of me was perfectly designed for my girl’s pleasure.

“Yeah, that’s better, isn’t it? Having this tight little pussy stuffed full?”

She lifts her hips, using my chest for balance, and slams back down. I was not prepared to have my world rocked. She’s wild, setting a pace that fractures any control I have. Cries of mixed pleasure fill the nest. I can barely think with how fast she has my release barreling toward me.

“Fucking Fates, Omega.” I choke out the words as my knot slips inside her entrance, locking us together. Come flows out around my knot as she drains me dry. And we still have several days of this left? Shit, our girl may kill us.

Death by omega pussy. They’d better fucking put that on my gravestone or I’ll haunt their asses.

Omen grinds on my knot, pushing herself into a secondary release. She mewls, collapsing on top of me as her body quakes with the strength of her prolonged orgasm. I wrap my arms around her, soothing my palms down her back. She’s going to need water and something to eat as soon as another lull hits.

My eyes slip closed again, but I find myself in the weird stage between asleep and awake where I still feel rested after. It doesn’t last long. Maybe ten or fifteen minutes pass before her hips are starting to shift again. Soft whines fall from her lips as she blindly searches for a release, her body already worn out from chasing the last one.

Movement at my hip has my eyes opening. Titan grins down at the two of us, his dark eyes blown wide with lust and love. His huge fingers drift down her spine, over the curve of her ass, and dip between her thighs. I groan when I feel them spread around the place where she and I are connected. He gathers her slick, rubbing it up to her ass.

One finger, then two, slip inside of her back entrance. Slowly spreading her while also putting the most amazing pressure on my knot where it is still lodged inside of her. Fuck me, this is going to be stellar sex, isn’t it?

“You’re doing such a good job, firefly,” Titan whispers when he pulls his fingers out. “So perfect and pliant for your mates.” He lines himself up and slowly presses inside.

Bit by agonizing bit he enters her ass, and Fated dammit the pressure. Maybe I should have tried this with Callisto first. Having Tee’s massive cock in her ass while I’m still knot deep inside of her is pushing all of our limits.

Omen keens, shifting away from Titan, but he grips her hips and holds her still. “Shh, it’s okay, darlin’. You can take me.” His hand slips between us, fingers deftly finding her clit and teasing her back to compliance. She settles, slowly rocking against us both as he bottoms out.

I let him set the pace, using the momentum of his thrusts to make my knot grind against her pleasure spots. “Shit, Nex,” he grunts, “I can feel those damn piercings rubbing against me too.”

“Oh, yeah?” I toss him a smirk. “They feel damned good, don’t they? Am I gonna make you come first, Alpha?”

The hand gripping Omen’s hip slips down, disappearing between their bodies. I yelp when I feel him roughly grip my balls.

“Behave, brat. We may need our strength to take care of our omega, but that doesn’t mean I can’t find ways to punish you. I’m sure the three of us could handle Omen while you’re tied up and forced to watch for an hour.”

My bottom lip pushes into a pout, but I keep my mouth shut. He’ll follow through on his threat, and I don’t want to miss a single second of our girl’s heat.

“Alpha,” Omen whimpers. Her nails dig into my chest as she pushes herself up to change the angle. Titan palms her breasts, holding her back against him as he ruts into her. They’re so fucking pretty together. He always seems massive, but towering behind our omega while she rides our cocks? Their size difference is utter perfection.

“Come, Omega,” Titan grunts, letting one hand drop to flick over her clit. She clenches down around me, damn near ripping my dick off with how tight she’s squeezing me. Electric fire whips through my body as we shatter together, our combined pleasure echoing in our bonds. I’m a supernova, burning bright, hot, and fast.

Tee jerks against her a few more times before he comes too. His teeth sink into his bond mark again, sending Omen into another release. By the time we’ve all caught our breath, and Titan has pulled out of her ass, those sea green eyes have a touch of clarity in them.

“There she is.” I smile, brushing my hand along her sweat-soaked hair. This lull won’t last long, so a shower will have to wait for the next one.

“Here, firefly.” Titan presses an uncapped bottle of water into her hands, helping her tip it against her lips. He doesn’t back away until she’s finished the whole thing. Even then, he only steps away long enough to return with one of the nutrient-dense protein bars we ordered for her.

She pouts, the haze already starting to return, but he whispers in her ear. Whatever he says works and she quickly eats most of the bar.

My knot deflates, unleashing an atrocious amount of come and slick. If I wasn’t so spent, I’d try to shower myself off. Instead, I roll to the side and promptly pass the fuck out. Titan can get her off again so she’ll sleep for a bit. Hopefully.

I’ve always thought of myself as a very sexual person. My dick takes very little convincing to get hard as a rock, and I’m practically always down for a good dicking–whether I’m receiving or giving. But this heat has proven my sex drive has nothing on a horny omega. My girl is insatiable.

“Up, babygirl, you need a shower.” I lean back on my elbows to watch Nebula try to cajole our omega into leaving the bed. He’s trying not to push her boundaries when they haven’t discussed them outside of her heat, but damn do I wish he’d snap and go all alpha male on her sweet ass. That would be hot as fuck!

“No!” Omen shouts, burrowing further into the pile of sweaty blankets. A puddle of slick and cum shimmers on the sheet beside her, still wet from where Titan just fucked her senseless.

“Omega,” Nebula growls. The sound has arousal bursting through my system, something Omen agrees with based on the thick wave of her perfume flowing out of the blankets. “Get in the bathroom, or I’m going to put you over my knee and turn your pretty ass pink.”

“You can’t make me,” she protests. I would assume she was pouting if I didn’t hear her adorable little giggles. Someone is playing with fire, and for the first time, it isn’t me.

“Fine, you asked for this.” He snatches her ankle, ripping her down the bed and away from her hideout.

She squeals, clawing at the fabric, but it’s no use. Nebula can easily overpower her, something she realizes as his hands come down on her wrists. A moan slips from her lips as he grinds his boxer-covered cock against her ass.

“If you move your hands, I’ll start over from one.”

“Wha–”

Her question cuts off with a sharp hiss as Nebula’s hand comes down hard on her left ass cheek. The skin ripples from the impact, and, fuck me, I think I come a little. He soothes over the reddening spot before repeating the hit to the other side.

When he switches back to the left, her arms fly back to catch his wrist. “Tsk, now we’ll have to start over,” he scolds.

“One.” My hand wraps around my dick, squeezing to stave off the orgasm threatening to wash over me.

“Two.” Omen’s long, low moan has my eyes rolling back. The sounds she makes–they’re porn worthy.

“Three.” I slowly slide my fist up my length, rubbing my thumb over the tip, before pushing back down.

“Four.” My other hand kneads my knot, sending pleasure snapping through my spine, straight to my balls.

“Five.”

Nebula roughly grips one of her ass cheeks, spreading her open so he can spear three thick fingers inside her core. I match the movements of my hand to the pace he’s pounding into her. When her thighs tense, I tighten the grip on my knot and let my release consume me. Omen’s helpless keen has a shudder wracking my body.

When I come back to my senses, I catch Nebula lifting our very sated, cooperative omega into his arms. Walking like a newborn deer, I stumble after them. The shower is already on and heating when I step into the bathroom.

Nebula and I work in tandem to keep our girl on her feet and awake while we scrub her body clean and wash her hair. “Such a good girl,” he tells her as we dry her off. “Letting your Alphas take care of you. What do you want next, Omega? Food? Sleep?”

“You knot,” Omen whines, making grabby hands toward his dick. We both laugh, shaking our heads.

Yeah, our girl is a whole new beast when she’s in heat.

And we’ve loved every fucking minute of it.

Three days of non-stop sex is the most incredible form of torture. Muscles burning from the strain of the constant physical activity, I can’t help but wonder how single alpha/omega pairings ever survive a heat. If I didn’t have my packmates to tap in when Omen started to wear me out, I would be in trouble. We’d both be dehydrated and starving.

And the mess, oh Fates the mess this nest would be in if one of the four of us wasn’t clear-headed enough to change the sheets every once in a while.

“Eat,” Nebula growls. He’s holding out a fork loaded with pasta, but Omen refuses. She keeps reaching for his cock instead, but he bats her hand away. “You aren’t touching me until you eat.”

Tears line my sweet girl’s eyes, a whimper slipping through her lips. We all learned very quickly how in touch with her emotions Omen’s omega is. She’s quick to burst into tears when she doesn’t get her way, something our girl will be mortified to hear when she’s back to her usual self after the heat.

“If I let you sit on Cal’s cock, will you eat?” he relents. Omen’s head nods rapidly. She doesn’t wait for Neb’s permission, she scrambles over and climbs on our beta’s lap, taking him inside of her with one quick drop of her hips.

Callisto moans, burying his head against her shoulder. His hands dig into her waist when she tries to move. “Naughty Omega,” he mumbles thickly. “Stop trying to get us both punished.”

My sweet beta has struggled through this heat. Not physically, but mentally. He doesn’t like looking into our girl’s eyes and not seeing all of her there. Despite his issues, he’s been the most attentive to her non-sexual needs out of all of us. Making sure she showers and eats. He even made her brush her teeth, something I never would have thought of.

“Bite,” Nebula demands, pressing the fork against her lips. She lets them part, accepting the food. They continue like that for several minutes. With Omen trying to ride Cal, my songbird protesting her disobedience, and Nebula feeding her between verbal reprimands.

Finally, my alpha gives up. “Ride your beta, Omega, while Nexus works his cock into your ass.”

Fuck. Yes.

I knee walk across the bed and kneel behind her, gathering slick to coat myself. We’ve fucked enough over the past few days she doesn’t need stretched. Her body is ready for me.

Inching inside of her, I press kisses along her shoulders until I find the side of Callisto’s head. He turns and I press my lips to his, dipping my tongue inside and tasting his woodsy scent. Damn, do I love this pack.

Large hands settle on my hips, stilling me as soon as I bottom out. Omen protests, trying to shift but she’s caught between us. Titan’s spicy scent fills my senses as he leans against my back. Nebula parallels him, crowding Callisto on the other side.

Oh Fates, are we about to make a double stuffed Omen sandwich?

When I feel the head of Titan’s cock prodding at my back entrance, I bite back a curse. This is going to be so fucking epic. He slips inside. The burn from the stretch feels amazing. It takes a herculean effort to not push my knot in my gorgeous girl’s ass and flood her with my come.

Both of the larger alphas take turns thrusting, pushing me further inside of Omen each time Callisto retreats. Meeting each of Titan’s thrusts is difficult with the five of us pressed so close together, but I try my hardest. Shallow jerks of my hips are all I can manage, but the added pressure of my thrusts has both Omen and Callisto falling over the edge.

We don’t stop, pushing both of them higher. It’s a slow build, a crawl instead of a sprint, but I have a feeling this may be our most explosive release yet.

“Look at our perfect Omega,” Nebula grunts, “Dick drunk and full of her mate’s cum. Do you need us to fill you again, Babygirl? Make sure you’re so full we’ll be leaking out of you for days?”

A guttural moan rattles Omen’s chest with each filthy word Nebula speaks. She’s boneless against my chest, my hand spread between her breasts is the only thing keeping her upright. Her skin is cooler to the touch now, though still much hotter than normal. We’re getting close to the end of her heat.

My tongue glides along the skin of her shoulder to her neck. I linger on Titan’s bite mark, lapping at it so he feels each spark of pleasure the attention sends through their bond. He grunts behind me, wrapping a palm around my throat and squeezing in warning.

Chuckling against Omen’s skin, I continue licking up her neck to her ear. Nipping at the soft lobe, I let each of my moans filter directly into her mind so she knows exactly how good they are making me feel.

I can’t wait to experience this when she’s not in heat. To hear her reactions without all-consuming need driving her instincts. The thought of Titan pulling out his ropes and using them on her–

My knot presses into her ass, swelling until Callisto and I can only grind against her. Spurt after spurt of my seed floods her, stealing the remaining energy from my body.

Sated and delirious, we rock between Titan and Nebula while they chase their releases. The warmth of Titan’s cum dripping out of me makes me sad. I love being knotted, but I also understand why he didn’t do it now. Having all five of us locked together would make laying our girl out on the bed a hell of a lot more difficult.

“Sleep,” Nebula whispers to Callisto, pressing a kiss against his temple. He repeats the same sweet gesture as he helps me shift Omen to her side. My eyes are already closing when I feel his lips against my skin. The quiet mumbling of his conversation with Titan helps me drift into a peaceful, satisfied sleep.

We really are the luckiest pack in the world.