When she comes down, her eyes meeting mine with dazed satisfaction, I slow but don't stop. "How you doing, beautiful?" I ask, my voice strained with how much I want her. How much I need to be inside her, filling her.
"Amazing," she confirms. "Don't stop. Please."
I maintain that steady rhythm that has her gasping again quickly. I'm close, the pressure building, my knot beginning to swell. Normally I'd press for entrance, lock us together.
But Lexie's not ready. I can feel it in the way her body resists me, even as she's clearly trying to take more. So I focus on her pleasure, driving us both toward release.
"I'm going to come soon," I warn her, my voice rough with control. "Not knotting you, but I need to know… inside or out?"
"Inside," she decides immediately. "I'm on birth control, and I… I want to feel you."
Her permission sends heat through me, along with a possessive satisfaction at marking her this way. I increase the force of my thrusts as my control slips.
Her second orgasm surprises us both, her pussy suddenly clenching even tighter around me as she cries out. The rhythmic pulse of her around my cock sends me over the edge.
I come with her name on my lips, hips pressed tight to hers as I empty inside her. My knot swells partially outside the perfect heat of her cunt, but even though we're not locked, it's still intense. So intense my vision whites out for a moment.
We stay connected, both panting. Her hands stroke my back, grounding me. When I withdraw carefully, she makes a soft sound of loss.
"That was so... fuck, I'm running out of adjectives."
"Agreed." I kiss her forehead before lying beside her. "Thank you for trusting me, Lexie."
"I didn't take your knot," she says, her brow furrowing slightly, her breath still strained from exertion.
I stroke a strand of hair out of her perfect face. "You were so good for me," I murmur. "When the time's right and you're ready, it will happen. And we'll enjoy every moment, every touch it takes to get there."
Her gaze softens at the reassurance and I finally pull away, knowing I have to share her.
She looks at the others. Zayn's already finished. Aidan looks close. Dmitri and Darren are hard but controlled.
"I think we've created a situation," she observes with a smile.
"They can handle themselves," I assure her. "Unless you're offering."
She considers. "Maybe one more. But not all the way. I'm too sensitive after you."
Darren's eyes widen at the invitation. "You sure? No obligation."
"It's not obligation." She stretches, drawing all our eyes to the elegant curves of her body. "It's want. I want your mouth again, Darren."
The request sends heat through me despite just coming. Watching Darren pleasure her, make her fall apart… I want to see it.
The chorus of approving alpha growls from around the room makes it clear we all do.
Darren positions himself between her thighs. He'll be tasting where I marked her with my seed, but he shows no hesitation.
He starts gentle, letting her recover. She sighs, digging her hand into his hair. When he reaches where I left my claim, tasting us mixed together, it should be strange. Instead it feels right. A pack sharing pleasure. Sharing our mate.
Lexie's responses grow enthusiastic as Darren finds his rhythm. I stroke her hair, her breasts, adding to the sensation he's lavishing on her.
"I can't," she gasps, tugging at his hair. "Please... inside?"
Darren moves eagerly, climbing on top of her and sliding into her slick heat where I was moments ago. Watching him thrust into her, his cock coated in my release—fuck.
The others find their release as they watch Darren bring her to the precipice of another orgasm. Our girl has stamina.
Good. She'll need it to keep up with four alphas and one omega who's as desperate for her as we are.
