Dmitri moves to the head of the bed, his massive cock jutting out like a fucking weapon. Darren's eyes lock on it with the kind of hunger that makes my own dick throb.
"Want that in your mouth?" I ask, working a third finger into him. He's so hot inside, clenching around me desperately. "Want Dmitri to fuck your throat while I fuck your ass?"
"Please," Darren moans, and fuck if that's not the hottest sound I've ever heard. "Need it. Need all of you."
Lexie slides under him, her lips wrapping around his cock without preamble. Darren cries out, hips jerking, caught between pushing into her mouth and back onto my fingers.
"That's it," I encourage, pulling my fingers out and lining up. "Going to take such good care of you."
I push in slowly, savoring the tight heat of him. He's perfect, so desperate and willing and ours. When I bottom out, my knot already starting to swell, he makes this broken sound that goes straight to my balls.
"Dmitri," he gasps, reaching for our silent winger. "Please, I need?—"
Dmitri cups his face with surprising gentleness, thumb brushing over Darren's lower lip. "Open," he commands, and Darren obeys immediately.
Watching Dmitri feed his cock into Darren's mouth while I'm buried in the omega's ass is a euphoric experience. The way Darren's throat works to take him, how his whole body shudders with pleasure…fuck, I'm not going to last long.
I start moving, slow at first, finding a rhythm. Lexie matches it, her head bobbing on Darren's cock, and soon we're all moving together like some kind of filthy symphony. The wet sounds, the moans, the slap of skin on skin, it's perfect.
"So good," I grunt, gripping Darren's hips harder. "Taking us so well. Such a good omega for us."
He moans around Dmitri's cock, the vibration making the other alpha grunt. It's the most noise he's made all morning.
I pick up the pace, angling to hit his prostate with every thrust. The way he clenches around me, how his thighs shake, tells me I'm nailing it. Lexie pulls off his cock long enough to lick at his balls, and Darren nearly chokes on Dmitri.
"Careful," Dmitri rumbles, easing back. "Breathe."
But Darren just follows him, desperate for more. His hands come up to grip Dmitri's thighs, pulling him deeper, and holy shit. Our omega's got a bit of a size kink, judging from the way he's swallowing that monster cock. Filed away for later.
"Look at you," I say, my rhythm getting erratic. "Made for us."
The words slip out before I can stop them, and I realize the odds of Darren taking them as a jab are high. I was kind of a dick when he first presented. For some reason, I thought pushing him to accept his omega status was helping him. Or maybe I just wanted to convince myself.
When the only thing those words spark in his eyes is arousal, I breathe a sigh of relief. A short one.
My knot's swelling, catching on his rim every time I drive into him. He feels it too, pushing back harder, trying to take it. But I hold back. Not yet. Want to make this last.
Lexie's doing something with her tongue that has Darren whimpering around Dmitri's cock. The sight of her beneath him, eagerly sucking him off while I fuck him, is going to be burned into my brain forever.
"Close," Dmitri warns, his control finally cracking. "Darren?—"
Darren just takes him deeper, swallowing around him, and Dmitri comes down his throat with a growl that shakes the windows. Darren swallows it all, greedy for it, and the sight pushes me over the edge.
"Fuck, I'm—" I slam forward, my knot popping past his rim, locking us together as I come harder than I have in years.
Darren screams around Dmitri's cock, his own release hitting him like a freight train. Lexie moans, swallowing everything he gives her, and we're all just a mess of pleasure and connection.
We're a fucking pack, alright.
When the initial wave passes, we carefully rearrange ourselves. My knot's got us locked together for a while, so I maneuver us onto our sides. Lexie curls up against Darren's chest, pressing soft kisses to his throat, while Dmitri stretches out behind me, one big hand possessive on my hip.
"Holy shit," Darren pants, still trembling with aftershocks. "That?—"
"Was perfect," Lexie finishes, smiling up at him. "You were perfect."
He makes this soft, vulnerable sound and buries his face in her hair. Within minutes, his breathing evens out, exhausted from the heat, from taking all of us. Dmitri's not far behind, his breathing going deep and steady near me.
But Lexie's still awake, running her hand down over Darren's chest, and I can't help but watch her. This beautiful, brave beta who walked into our lives and somehow made everything click into place. Made us all accept each other, and ourselves, in a way I know we never would have without her. She completes us, the missing part none of us even knew existed until Darren brought her into our lives.
