It was Oswald, spanking Shan.
I had an almost completely unprompted mini orgasm when Shan reacted, lunging for Ozzy and wrapping his hands around his throat. “I’m going to kill you,” he muttered, squeezing.
Ozzy was going red, but his cock was throbbing. This turned him on. A lot. His next breath was gasping, but he didn’t grab at Shan’s arms to try and get him off his neck. He went straight for Shan’s cock, stroking it. Despite his fury, Shan groaned. His grip tightened. Oswald stroked him some more until his lips were going a little blue, and then Shan let go.
“You’re insane,” he muttered. “And the biggest brat I’ve ever fucking met.”
An even bigger brat than I was, which was saying something. I wasn’t surprised. Ozzy thrived on fucking with people, and he had years of silence to make up for. With a faint smile on his face, Oswald dropped down over me, pressing kisses to my breasts and grinding into me. Shan grabbed Caspian and positioned his cock at his entrance, slamming inside. Cas cried out, his fingers clutching the sheets, but any pain he may have felt from the rough start was overwhelmed by pleasure.
While Ozzy and I were moving slowly, small motions, pressed together, Shan was pounding into Cas hard enough to bounce the bed. He may have demanded Oswald avoid paying attention to his mate, but it was impossible not to when they were putting on such a show. We were half focused on each other and half focused on the other couple, and Em’s desire throbbed across the bond to me.
The noises Caspian made were enough to wake the whole damn building.
He was normally loud, but in this case I had to suspect he was also eager to be watched. Em and I were here, and he thrived under attention. Cas may be enjoying Oswald’s perusal too, regardless of what Shan insisted.
“Love, you’re going to hold back from coming,” Shan murmured, loud enough for all of us to hear.
Caspian whined.
“Caspian,” Shan said sternly.
“OK, Daddy. I won’t come.”
“Good boy.”
I dug my heels into Oswald’s ass, reaching my hand down to rub my clit. He groaned, his knot nowhere near deflating. He’d come once, but he needed at least one more orgasm before we’d be able to separate. With the smoldering intensity of our joining and the live porn show, it wouldn’t be a hardship.
“You’re so mean to him, Shan,” I murmured, reminding him of our presence.
Shan glared at Oswald, his expression softening when he looked at me. “An orgasm is better following a bit of denial. I’ll have to teach you that, sometime.”
“In your fucking dreams,” I said.
“You like it when I put you in your place, don’t lie. If I tell you not to come, you’ll listen. Sometimes.”
Saying I’d listen was a stretch. He could force me to listen, though. I liked it when he forced me to bend to his whims, so long as I got to put up a solid fight first. Oswald nipped at the skin of my breast with his sharp vampire teeth, drawing my attention back to him. “Want a bite?” I asked, grabbing his head with both hands. “Go ahead.”
“Not today, little fin. You almost died.”
“I feel fine, now. Better than fine. There’s more magic running through me than I’ve felt in three years. Can’t you feel it?”
My body wasn’t back to pre-Omega strength, but it was only a matter of time. I had a mate and a mark. When the bond was consummated I’d be back to normal. Em may not want to immediately, which was fine because I planned to have Caspian claim me as soon as these assholes could be convinced I was in my right mind again.
After seeing how horrible life had been without each other, I wasn’t going to stop at one bond. I wanted all of them tied to me forever. I’d been almost ready by the time my heat hit, and the threat of loss had me desperate for it.
Oswald was skeptical. “I can feel it, but I’m worried it’s temporary.”
“OK, one: why the fuck would it be? And, two: if it is, that’s a problem for later. Right now I want to feel the intense arousal I felt the last time you bit me, but with the ability to come on your cock this time.”
He opened his mouth, probably to deny me. Being in heat, I wasn’t in much of a mood to be told no. I yanked his head back by his hair and surged up, sinking sharp little teeth into his neck.
It was only when he groaned and his cock pulsed inside of me, filling me with cum, that I realized my teeth had beensharpand not flat like normal.
Instead of a teasing nip, I’d given him a full-on Omega mating bite.
“Freya, fucking angels,” Oswald groaned.
He barely let me lick the wound closed before his teeth sank into the top of my breast. The familiar bond between us had been strengthened by my claiming, but he was careful not to make our mate bond irreversible. His bite on my skin was a normal vampire bite.
