"Omega, you're doing so well," I praised. "Relax."
"You're so wet, honey. Your body is weeping for this," Bran added to my praise. "I can't wait to taste your slick."
The whimper that left her was so delicious when I caught it with my lips, kissing her until she forgot her fear of taking us both and accepted the outcome. When she relaxed into the kiss, Bran thrust upward, seating himself fully inside of her.
"Fuck," I gasped, the feel of his bare skin rubbing against mine, while her channel squeezed us nearly made me lose my battle and cum right there. I held off, barely. Grinding my back molars together, I praised the whimpering omega. "You're doing so fucking well taking us. I'm going to slide out, and when I slide back in, he'll slide out, okay? Think you can handle it?"
"She can," our alpha's voice was hard and dripping with lust. His bare cock was weeping as he watched us, and he didn't bother hiding it as he slid his large palm up and down the length.
She nodded her head, agreeing, not wanting to disappoint her alpha, and Bran leaned in, "Good girl."
Sliding out of her was the hardest thing I'd ever done. It was nearly impossible to bring myself to move when both the omega and the beta felt so fucking good. Their bodies were made for me. Our bodies were designed to be combined together. And while I'd had relations with Leo too many times to count in my life, I'd never shared him with a female. This experience was new. Exciting. Fucking hot.
The sound that left my throat was near animalistic as I pulled out, the pleasure too fucking much. I ground my teeth, sure they would break as I pushed back in, holding her in place on my lap even as she thrashed about, trying to move closer to us while getting further away. I bottomed out, pushed completely inside of her, and threw my head back, gasping. I didn't get any reprieve, and neither did our omega, because the minute I stopped moving, Bran started, pulling his cock downward, flexing his hip so his dick rubbed seductively against mine.
A few thrusts in, we were losing our minds, a combination of cells ready to combust into an uncontainable inferno. I'd never felt anything like this, wasn't sure if I could obtain this level of bliss again in this lifetime, but knew that I'd seek it out for the rest of my existence, or I'd die trying.
Our omega's body squeezed us; she was so close that her slick coated us both, acting as lubrication as we pounded into her pussy. Her nails dug deep into my skin, her fingers clung so tight, and my chest was covered with her tears, caused by pleasure not pain. Never pain. We'd never hurt her.
Bite her. Claim her. Make her yours forever.
My delta roared, his whole being vibrated inside of me with anticipation, urging me on, needing me to claim her for ours. He wanted that ownership. He couldn't stand not seeing our mark against her flawless pale skin. My eyes fell to the mark the alpha left on her skin, and my dick started to pulse.
"Fucking hell, Leo," Bran grunted. "You're going to make me explode if your dick keeps doing that."
He acted like I could control it. I couldn't. I was so fucking close, and having him rub against me like that while our omega's warm heat squeezed me, well... it was making it impossible to hold back my orgasm.
"Yes," the omega begged. "Do it. Please. So close."
I met Bran's eyes over Sophia's head, having a silent conversation. He nodded once, then I leaned down, kissing our omega before saying, "I know you know that this will hurt, but like the alpha, if we don't mark you, our claim is not valid."
Damn, my voice shook as I explained to her, knowing it would be painful, right before her body is consumed with pleasure. It wouldn't be like when she got knotted, but she'd sure as hell feel us just the same.
Her lip trembled, but she nodded. "Do it."
I swallowed hard, then pumped my hips a few more times, until the tingle at my spine spread, tightening my balls, then I leaned down to her shoulder while Bran leaned down to the other shoulder, and right when my orgasm slammed into me, stealing all coherent thought, my teeth met her skin, piercing her while Bran claimed her.
Her scream was deafening. The way her body choked our cocks, squeezing them to release was perfection. Our omega was made for us. We were made for her. The sounds that left her as our release filled her womb was the only music I'd ever wanted to hear. And I listened to it until the high we chased faded and our omega fell limply against my chest, her eyes closed as she caught her breath, falling into a peaceful slumber.
Until her body demanded to be worshipped again.
CHAPTER
TWENTY-THREE
BRAN
Our omega's heat lasted five grueling days. And while the idea of having nonstop sex for days was appealing, it became less appealing when our omega was so exhausted she could hardly move. In truth, we all were. We at least took turns pleasing her, alternating who would satisfy our omega. But she had no break. The minute her body demanded, she had to oblige.
She was asleep when I entered the room, and I refused to wake her. Hell, if I tried, James would probably snap my neck. The surly man was fiercely protective of the omega, and right now her well-being was all that mattered. I placed the water, some fruit, and a sandwich on the table next to the bed, before slowly backing out of the room.
The door barely clicked shut when I turned to see our alpha, looking completely worn out. "She's asleep."
He blew out a breath, worried still that she'd need him and he wouldn't be near. "I – I think it's over."
"For her sake, I hope so." I glanced at the door. "They say the first heat is always the hardest."
"I'd go as long as she needed me," he declared, and I never doubted it. Once he decided to commit, he was all in. She was ours now, the marks on her skin said so, and though they would fade, they would never go away completely.
