I fixated on his languid strokes, like he didn’t have a care in the world. Like he wasn’t rushing. Meanwhile, he hadn’t come at all and Cas and I were desperate despite our first orgasms of the evening.
“Better than I thought.”
“Next time I’ll take your ass. I bet you’d love to take it rough in that hole too.”
After the intense tease leading up to this penetration, I kind of wished it was rough. However, I doubted double penetration lended itself to being especially fast or hard. It was more focused on the intense stimulation and simply fitting.
I was so full already, I didn’t know how Shan was going to get his cock into my other hole without breaking me. My cunt had taken more, though. He was right earlier. Omegas were built to be filled. Built to be willing holes, a part of my nature I’d tried to deny for so long but was embracing now, only with my pack.
He stroked my legs with a tenderness that hadn’t been present up to now, lining his cock up. My lips parted on a choked cry when he speared me.
It felt like more, but I was watching it happen. Only the head was in.
Even he was affected. His jaw clenched tight, strands of black hair falling from his bun, and I watched his muscles flex. He was holding back. Possibly from an orgasm, possibly from slamming inside me in one intense thrust. I loved watching him on the brink of losing it.
“Angels above,” Shan groaned. “This pussy is fucking perfect.”
Caspian shoved aside my hair so he could nibble at the back of my neck, leaving hickeys and bruises as he tried to muffle his sounds. It was a good thing none of my mates were possessive enough to have issues with another mate’s mark on me, because I thrived on the claiming. I arched into his touch, the movement inching Shan into me a bit further.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” I whimpered, staring up at him.
I’d resorted to begging.
The next move he made was to push slowly but steadily all the way in me, stuffing me. All three of us moaned simultaneously, Caspian the loudest of all. His cock pulsed and I felt cum dripping from my ass, making a mess of where we were joined.
“Oh fuck, sorry,” he cried, pinching my nipples tightly. “I didn’t mean to, Daddy.”
Shan had dropped the Daddy facade a bit, staring down at his mate with affection. “It’s OK, love. We’re giving you a lot right now. I didn’t know if you’d be able to hold back.”
“I wanted to. I don’t like failing.”
“I’ll let you in on a secret…”
Curling over us, he pressed deeper as our faces grew closer together. My breathing was erratic, my body unsure if it wanted to come or feel pain.
“Sometimes it’s more fun if you fail.”
Caspian groaned, his back arching as he embedded his cock deeper in my ass. Shan pressed his lips to mine, kissing me surprisingly softly, considering the circumstances. Then he pulled back and leaned a bit further over, pressing his lips gently to Caspian’s. It brought us so tightly together that I had to hold back an orgasm.
He was so deep.
We kept moving slowly, as one. Every motion was small, every twitch felt by all three of us. I could imagine Shan and Caspian could feel each other’s cocks through the thin, wet barrier separating them. I could feel every inch of both of them.
Our movement was wet with my slick and Caspian’s come, creating a large wet spot on the bed beneath us. I was wound up tight, aching for release.
“Can I come please?” I asked breathlessly.
Shan chuckled. It was strained. He was no longer calm and collected and in control of himself. “If you come, we’re all going to come.”
“I can’t stop myself.” My voice was weak and desperate.
“Come for Daddy, then.”
“Bite me first.”
He groaned and Caspian whined.
“Both of you. Bite me. Now.”
