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I want them all.
Their teeth. Their hands. Theirknots.
I want to be filled, again and again, until I don’t know where I end and they begin.
Is it sick? To think of the others while I’m pinned beneath this one?
And is it selfish? To want them all for different reasons?
Maybe.
But I don’t care.
Because this isn’t just instinct. This isright.
And I will take every single alpha, starting with the one whose cock is buried inside me now.
Ash’s cock hits just right, again and again, dragging over that swollen, aching spot inside me until my bodysnaps.
My second climax slams into me like a freight train - deeper, sharper, more unforgiving than before. I seize under him; legs locking, back arching, throat raw with the sound that rips from me.
“Ash - Ash, I’m -fuck -”
My hands scramble over his skin, searching, clutching,offering.
I bury my nose into his throat and inhale deeply, breathing in his scent. The bond stirs, rising like smoke in my blood, something wild and bright and full of want.
My whole body pulses with it - an unconscious plea, a flare oftake me, take me, take me.
And I know he feels it, because his rhythm falters.
He gasps - breath broken and rough - his hand tightening against my thigh like he’s fighting his own body.
“Rhea -” he grunts. “Don’t.”
It’s not a command - it’s a warning. A plea.
I cry out again, body clenching hard around him as I soak his cock in wave after wave of slick. I canfeelthe bond reaching, pushing toward him like a living thing, like instinct itself trying to snap into place.
He grits his teeth, growling low.
“Fuck-Omega- you’re trying to bond -”
His cock twitches inside me, knot swelling. But just when I think it’ll happen -
He yanks himself out at the last second; rough, deliberate, and shaking with restraint. His knot flares wide and unused, cock jerking in his hand as he fists himself with a guttural growl -
And then he comes in thick, hot ropes across my stomach, painting my skin in messy, primal lines as his face twists in a mix of ecstasy and agony.
My chest rises and falls like I’ve run a mile.
I did that.Ipulled him apart.
And still…
The bond hovers in the air between us - glowing, humming, waiting to be claimed.
But Ash just breathes hard, fists the sheets beside my head, and doesn't touch it.Doesn’ttakeit.
