On the bed, I stayed on my hands and knees. Shan came up behind me and slid his cock in me in one smooth thrust, my slick easing his entrance. I was almost too wet, my body preparing to take a knot from him, although I didn’t plan to do that right now. My body was ready.
“I bet you missed being filled with Daddy’s cock, didn’t you?” he grunted, grabbing my hips.
The next thrust, rough and hard, stole the words away from me. I moaned, clutching the sheets and holding myself in place so he could keep going. He did, not bothering to give me a chance to respond. The answer was obvious from how I was dripping down onto the bed, creating a little puddle beneath us. If this was how wet I got in the lead up to my heat, I was horrified of how many times we’d have to change the sheets while I was going through it.
“Freya,” Caspian said my name, his voice wispy.
I looked to him, meeting his eyes as he sprayed cum all over his chest again. He had to be extra sensitive today, to come so quickly and easily. Or maybe he was overwhelmed by how arousing all this was.
Emmett stood from the armchair and placed Caspian to sit in it. I followed his movements, wondering if I’d get my wish of seeing him without clothes. He didn’t strip, the bulge straining against his jeans highlighting how much he needed relief. Em dropped to his knees in front of the armchair, swallowing Caspian’s cock in one movement. My incubus cried out loud enough to wake Nolan in the other room, hands grabbing Em’s head and trying to push him away and pull him closer at the same time. I knew from experience how sensitive everything was after a couple of orgasms.
Letting my arms give out and cheek fall against the soft duvet, I made sure I could see them the same way Cas saw us. Shan wasn’t focused on them, other than an occasional glance over, but I was happy to have most his attention trained on how hard he was fucking me.
He was fucking mehard. Almost painfully hard, but balancing on the edge between pleasure and pain. His knot rubbed against my entrance with every thrust, tempting me to ask for what I really wanted. What my body needed more than anything.
There would plenty of time for that while I was in heat, and I didn’t want to spend precious moments of lucid time locked to Shan.
“Are you going to take my knot while you’re in heat, brat?” Shan asked, somehow guessing the exact direction my thoughts had gone in.
Moaning, I nodded and shifted my hips. “Fuck yes, Daddy. I’ll take your knot every couple of hours when I’m in heat. I want it so fucking bad.”
My last word was choked, a whine ripping from my throat as he pulled out. It was only for a second, enough time to flip me onto my back before he was pounding into me again. With our faces close together, I reached up and dragged him down, kissing him.
Sweat was forming on both of our bodies, his breath coming in quick pants. “Every couple of hours, huh?” he murmured, voice husky. “Cas and I can switch off and make sure you always have a knot in you, if you’re a good girl.”
“Do I seriously have to be a good girl while I’m in heat?” I asked.
I reached down to rub my clit, jolting from how close it brought me to an orgasm. I pulled back, wanting to wait until he was coming too, but Shan pushed my hand back down. “You always have to be a good girl for Daddy,” he said. “I want you to come for me.”
“Are you going to come for me too?”
“I couldn’t stop myself if I wanted to, at this point. Come,” he commanded.
My body listened like he’d pressed a magic button. The feel of his cock in me combined with the quick circling of my fingers over my clit had me coming with a shout. Twin moans of relief erupted from Shan and Caspian, cum filling me as Em swallowed Caspian’s down.
By the time the haze cleared from my brain, my thighs no longer trembling from the aftershocks, Emmett had gone to the washroom to bring us all damp clothes. I wanted him to wipe me down with one, my Omega side begging to be cared for by the most comforting of all the Alphas, but I knew better than to ask. His scent may be delicious to me, but scent and instinct wasn’t everything to him.
Shan used the cloth to clean me up instead, and the careful way he touched me was a soothing contrast to how he’d spanked me before.
I got up off the bed to pick up my clothes, bending over in Caspian’s direction and making him whimper. Clothed in my borrowed clothes once again, I grabbed Shan by the forearm and dragged him toward the door. “Where are you going?” Cas asked, confused.
Raising an eyebrow, I looked between him and the bulge in Emmett’s pants. If I wasn’t mistaken, the shifter coloured slightly. “You have something to take care of. He doesn’t want an audience, or he would have taken care of it already,” I said.
“That’s unnecessary,” Emmett said. “I’m sure you don’t want to leave so soon after… that.”
“If I wanted to lie on the bed and cuddle, I would have taken Shan’s knot,” I said. “If either of you don’t want to do anything, don’t, but I’m giving you the option. You shouldn’t have to go without just because your boyfriend is also fucking me now.”
He was taken aback, but Caspian was grinning. The incubus came up behind Em, wrapping his arms around his torso and playing with the fabric of his t-shirt where it covered his stomach. His bulge, which had shrunk a tiny amount in the aftermath, grew again. Shan exited the room in front of me, and I gave a small wave on my way out.
“Um, thanks?”
The door shut behind me before I could say a ‘you’re welcome,’ but Emmett was plenty distracted by then.
ChapterSeventeen
NOLAN
My phone buzzing against my thigh woke me up, and I sneezed from the proximity of cat fluff to my nose. Oswald uncurled his tail and gave me a look of pure disdain. Then he rose onto his paws on my chest, curled his back in a stretch, and daintily hopped down to the ground and headed toward the bedroom.
