Through the haze of sensation, I watch Felix's hand speed up on Bane's cock, watch the massive alpha's face contort with pleasure, and then Bane's coming with a roar that shakes the walls, painting Felix's hand and his own stomach with release. Felix follows a second later, collapsing against the wall next to the alpha.
The room goes quiet except for our heavy breathing.
"Well," Bane finally says, his voice strained with exertion. "That was unexpected."
Felix just smirks. "What can I say? I got caught up in the moment."
I laugh, even though I'm still knotted to two alphas, even though my shoulder throbs with fresh marks, even though my entire world just shifted on its axis. "You'd better recover fast," I tell Bane teasingly. "You're up for round two soon."
Bane chuckles, already looking less wrecked. "Don't you worry, hellcat. There's plenty more where that came from."
Felix moves closer, careful not to jostle where I'm connected to Archer and Elias, and kisses me deep and thorough. His tongue slides against mine, and I can taste Bane on his lips.
"That was hot," I murmur when we break apart.
He pulls back slightly, silver eyes dancing with mischief. "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah." I'm already getting worked up again, and the knots inside me are making it harder to pace myself. "I want you and Carlisle inside me at the same time. While Bane recovers."
Felix's pupils blow wide, and he glances at Carlisle, who's watching with that predatory focus that means someone's about to get thoroughly fucked. "I think that can be arranged."
We have to wait for the knots to go down, twenty minutes of sweet torture with Archer and Elias still inside me, their marks throbbing in time with my heartbeat. They whisper praise and love and filthy promises about what they're going to do to mebefore my heat's over, and by the time they can finally pull out, I'm needy again.
"How do you want us?" Carlisle asks, already moving into position. He's clearly thought about this. Probably extensively. With diagrams.
"I want to face Felix," I say immediately. "Want to kiss him while you're both inside me and you mark me."
"Your wish is our command, hellcat," Carlisle purrs.
They arrange me between them, Felix in front, Carlisle behind. I wrap my legs around Felix's waist, arms around his neck, and when Carlisle lifts my hips to position me?—
"Ready?" Felix asks, his cock pressing against my entrance alongside Carlisle's, his breath hitching as their crowns touch against my slit. I can tell the moment he gets a taste of that piercing, too, and imagine how sensitive the cool metal must make his swollen crow as it grazes.
"Fuck yes."
They push in together, and it's different from Archer and Elias. This is both of them in the same place, stretching me wide, their cocks pressed together inside me. The intimacy of it, of them touching each other while they're inside me, makes my head spin. Especially the fact that I can tell they're enjoying it, too.
"Fuck," Carlisle breathes against my neck. "I can feel?—"
"Yeah," Felix gasps, and then they're kissing over my shoulder, and holy shit, I didn't know I needed to see that until right now.
"You're sure this is alright?" Carlisle asks, slipping his fingers into Felix's hair.
Felix leans into the touch, and a low purr rumbles through his chest, the vibrations peaking my nipples. "I'm sure."
Well, this opens up a whole new world of enticing possibilities. Possibilities I'm going to enjoy both observing and participating in.
Carlisle gives a knowing chuckle. "I think our hellcat is enjoying the show," he says, reaching around to find my clit.
I yelp in pleasure, bucking against them and driving both their cocks deeper inside me.
"Sounds like it," Felix agrees, his voice rough with amusement.
They start to move, finding a rhythm that has them sliding against each other as much as inside me. Every thrust makes me see stars, every kiss they share above me makes my pussy clench, and when they both kiss me at the same time, their tongues tangling with mine and each other's?—
I come embarrassingly fast, my whole body shaking as the orgasm rolls through me. But they don't stop, just keep that perfect rhythm as Carlisle's knot starts to swell, bumping against my entrance with each thrust.
"Going to mark you," he says against my neck, and I can feel his teeth grazing the spot he's chosen. "Going to make you ours."
