“Fuck her,” Ambrose commanded.
I was helpless to refuse, and I didn’t want to. My cock slid home, her pussy soaking me with slick. My eyes threatened to close from the intensity of the pleasure already building at the base of my spine, but I forced them to stay open.
I needed to watch the heave of her chest as she panted, the way her eyes rolled back when I was seated all the way in her. And I loved catching Ambrose’s eyes, their intense orbs urging me on, demanding I fuck our omega.
“She doesn’t need you to wait for her to adjust,” Leighton purred from behind me. “Kiara can take it.”
I shivered. She pressed her body to mine, her teeth nipping at the back of my neck. We still had some kinks to work out—I didn’t know where I stood with Leighton. Apparently, I stood in a good enough place to have her tits brushing against my back and her hands exploring my torso.
Pulling out until just the tip was in Kiara, I waited until she choked out a, “Please!”
Then I slammed in again, fucking her hard and fast the way Leighton had told me to. I got a thrill out of doing what she wanted, the same as I did when it was Ambrose ordering me around.
Leighton stayed behind me, touching me where she could and making sure she didn’t get in the way of me fucking our omega. Having her hands on me sent me to the edge that much faster, and when Kiara’s pussy tightened around my cock, an orgasm rocking her, I cursed.
My cock spilled in her, each pulse of her pussy milking more out of me. When my come started dripping out of her, I grit my teeth.
That wasn’t supposed to be let out.
It was my job to fill her up better than that.
My knot throbbed and I grabbed her thighs, my hands beside Ambrose’s. Kiara let out a warbled moan when her cunt stretched around my knot, practically sucking it inside. Then it expanded just enough to lock us together, and her body fucking shook. It was an instant orgasm for her, every part of her trembling as she cried out.
“She takes my knot so fucking good,” I groaned, leaning my head back.
Leighton was right there, smirking and stroking my wild hair. Her lips brushed mine and I was caught between wanting more, and wanting to slam my hips against Kiara’s until I’d filled her up again. Properly, this time. Not a drop of my cum escaping until she was good and bred.
“Are you going to rut her, or can I knot her ass?” Dash asked.
I narrowed my eyes at my cocky packmate. He was watching hungrily, but he hadn’t touched anyone but himself.
“There’s going to be plenty of time to knot her ass,” Leighton said dryly. “She’s in heat for a while longer. Give Mercury a minute.”
Kiara reached out to grab me, pulling me down so we were chest to chest and proving that she wasn’t done with me just yet. She whimpered when I shifted my hips the tiny bit that I could, rubbing a spot inside her that made her back arch.
I vaguely realized that Leighton moved away, going over to Dash, but my attention was mostly focused on my omega.
Her lips connected to mine, and I groaned, letting her kiss me absolutely senseless.
SIXTY-TWO
KIARA
Mercury wasn’t mine.
Yet.
I’d brought him in for a kiss to try and convince my irrational heat brain that it was fine. He cared for me. His affection was enough. His knot was enough.
All the kiss did was bring me closer to his neck. His burgundy hair hung in the way, blocking my view of skin thatshouldbear my mark. But it didn’t. Because he was the one person in this room that wasn’t connected to me in some way, and that was so fucking wrong.
His hips pressed against my thighs, shifting his knot inside me as much as he could. It had me moaning into his mouth, but the sense of wrongness didn’t dissipate.
It only grew.
He was inside me, but I couldn’t feel him.
Not like I could feel Leighton. Not even like I could feel Ambrose and Dash, our bonds fading rapidly.
