“You hit his prostate,” Shan said. “Curl your finger and rub it a bit.”
I did as he told me and Caspian got progressively louder as I rubbed, his cock pulsing without me touching it. As I abused the one spot that was driving him insane, Shan picked up the pace. He smacked against my ass with every thrust, curling around me like he had the last time to rub my clit for me. “You two are both going to come for Daddy.”
Both of us groaned, but neither of us had any capacity to form words anymore. Shan kept the pace, my hand frantically matching the speed and ferocity of his thrusts, and Caspian grabbed his cock to stroke it. “Fuck, Freya, come for me. I want to feel you squeezing me when I come in you.”
The order was all it took. Groaning, I rocked back to meet his thrusts. His release spilled inside of me and Caspian’s wasn’t far behind, making more of a mess on the blankets. Our rocking slowed, bodies joined, until Cas whimpered. “Too sensitive,” he said, the top half of his body no longer draped over the headboard, instead collapsed sideways on the bed.
Removing my finger, I fell onto my side. I was sensitive too, but I wouldn’t call it too sensitive. I was the perfect amount of amped up, my body ready and receptive to taking a knot.
Shan was the only one who hadn’t been taken out by the orgasm — but to be fair, he’d only had one so far. He grabbed Cas and maneuvered him to lie on his back on the bed and then had me straddle him reverse cowgirl and sink down on his length. I almost complained, my legs too shaky to be the one doing the riding, but then Shan grabbed the lube from the side table and I realized what he was doing.
I was going to sit on Caspian’s cock, warming it and getting needier by the second, while Shan finished prepping Cas. He pushed the other man’s legs back, forcing me to move or be displaced from my seat on Caspian’s cock, which I didn’t want. The position was awkward and I was a little scrunched up, but when Shan smirked at me I became certain it was by design. He wanted both of us desperate to have some friction.
He wanted us to beg, and I was probably going to.
Caspian squirmed beneath me when Shan prepped him, doing the job much more efficiently than I had been. It was only a few minutes before Cas was bucking and grinding, driving me crazy with his attempts to move. “Ready for Daddy’s cock, love?” Shan asked.
“Fuck yes Daddy,” Cas gasped. “This is too much.”
“Wait until you’re knot deep inside of her. Both of you, up.”
Ordering us into position like a drill sergeant, Shan had me on my back with Cas hovering over me, and him behind. I knew I’d be feeling every one of his thrusts, and that was how he wanted it. He loved owning both of us at the same time.
“Are you ready for his knot?” Shan asked me, rubbing his erection between Caspian’s cheeks and licking at the mark on his mate’s neck.
“I want it so fucking bad.”
“Can you say please?”
I glared at him, but it didn’t have my normal vigour. “Please, Daddy.”
“Good girl.”
He coached Caspian through it, pushing inside me as my pussy stretched to its capacity. It was almost like he was the one who’d knotted an Omega before, when Caspian was the only one I’d taken a knot from. Jealousy lanced through me at the thought of him having anyone before me, and I was tempted to ask. I didn’t, only because I knew he wouldn’t lie (we were done with lies between us) and I would be pissed if I didn’t like the answer. While in heat was the wrong time.
With Cas fully seated in me, I groaned and Cas collapsed, showering my cheeks and chest with soft kisses. “You feel so good,” he murmured, rutting gently against me. “Better than last time, somehow.”
“It’s better for me, too.”
My body might as well have been singing in pleasure. This was the first time I wasn’t fighting against it during my heat. While Nolan was right about me not being able to avoid a mate mark forever, for this heat I’d be safe from the discomfort I’d faced for the past few years.
I knew when Shan had pushed into Cas because the incubus cried out and came inside me, his body wound almost as tight as mine.
“That’s a good boy,” Shan murmured into Caspian’s ear. “You fill our little Omega up until she’s satisfied.”
I wanted to be mad at being called a ‘little Omega’, but I preened at the praise. Snarky Freya wasn’t in the building right now, and wouldn’t be until my heat broke.
“Keep fucking me and I’ll come five more times, fuck,” Cas said, beginning to ramble. “I can’t believe how intense this is.”
Shan chuckled and pulled out, slamming back inside him. It forced Caspian’s hips forward, pressing his pelvis aggressively against my clit. I moaned, and couldn’t stop the continue stream of them when it happened continuously. There wasn’t much movement that could happen while his knot was locking us together, but Shan made the tiny movements as rough as possible, giving us all what we wanted.
Caspian continued to babble, his words making less and less sense until it was only curses and whimpers. I was loud too, clutching at skin without knowing who or where I was grabbing. Shan was the only one capable of speech, grunting out sweet nothings as his fingers bruised Caspian’s hips.
“Fuck,” he cursed, movements stuttering. “I’m too close. Come for me, loves. I want both of you screaming for me.”
It wasn’t a big ask. The grinding had been abusing the perfect spot inside of me since Cas had entered me, and the rubbing of his pelvis had me teetering on the edge. Being ordered to come pushed me into the grandest orgasm I’d ever had. I clenched down around Cas, feeling fuller than should be possible. If I’d been in my right mind, I would have been annoyed at how loud I moaned when I came, knowing I was doing it on command. As it was, all I was, was sated.
Their releases followed mine, Caspian’s cum leaking out despite the seal of my pussy around his knot. Shan bit Caspian’s shoulder hard enough to leave indents of his teeth, almost like he was trying to recreate the marking.
