Vesper grins, his teeth flashing in the dim light. "Maybe."
Milo shifts beside me, his green eyes watching us with growing interest, tracking every movement. "Are we watching the movie or are we doing something else?"
I bite my lip, my body already responding to their touches with increasing urgency. The heat spike from earlier has settled, but there's still a low hum of need beneath my skin. I thought we might have another day or two, but the way my Omega keeps yearning for more of their touch somewhere else, I’m not sure we haveanytime left. Because now that need is building like pressure in my chest, and being surrounded by them like this is only making it worse.
Or better, depending on how I look at it.
Duske's tail slides higher, the tip brushing against my core through my shorts with maddening pressure, and I gasp. His lips find my neck, softly marking me, and I feel my body melt against him, going pliant. "You want me to touch you? Right here, with Milo and Vesper watching?"
I nod, my breath coming in short gasps. "Yes."
“And what if they were to give you something to watch? How about that, dove?”
The only response they get is another whine, more need coursing through me.
Vesper squeezes my thigh gently before reaching across me to grab Milo by the collar and dragging him into a hard kiss. Their lips crash together, all teeth and hunger, Milo groaning into Vesper’s mouth as his hands grip Vesper’s shoulders.
The Alpha pulls Milo off the couch, both of them shedding their clothes in a fury of movement and then in the next second, both of them are shifting into their demon forms, giving me a show I wasn’t prepared for but am completely excited for.
Vesper’s skin ripples into that black leather again, a shimmer of red running beneath the surface as his horns, talons, and tail return. Milo’s head morphs back to that carved pumpkin, his jagged mouth stretching wide, hollow eyes glowing with a mix of need and playfulness. His own tail swishes too, the kiss becoming almost impossible unless Vesper were to shove his head inside the pumpkin.
Which would be weird.
Vesper breaks the kiss, spinning Milo to face me and Duske on the couch. Milo’s pumpkin head bobs, that eerie grin fixed on us, and I can’t look away. Vesper’s talons dig into Milo’s hips, exposing him to us. “Look at her, Milo,” Vesper growls, his voice rough and filthy. “She’s going to watch you get fucked.”
Milo moans, his carved mouth twitching upward, and Vesper doesn’t hesitate. He spits into his hand and then slides twofingers into Milo’s ass, rough and fast, pumping with a rhythm that makes Milo’s head bob up and down, his tail thrashing in tandem.
Milo reaches back and grabs onto one of Vesper’s horns, Vesper letting out a low, primal growl before thrusting his fingers deeper. Their grunts fill the room, a raw, animalistic melody that sends slick gushing between my thighs. I whimper, shifting in Duske’s lap, my body aching for more than just his tail, heat blooming in my lower belly like a fire I can’t control.
Duske’s hand slides down my stomach, slipping under the waistband of my shorts and into my panties. His fingers find my pussy, slick and ready, his groan vibrating against my ear. “So wet, baby girl,” he murmurs, his voice a dark rumble as he slides two fingers inside me, curling them just right. I gasp, my back arching away from him as he kisses my neck, his jagged teeth grazing my skin. “Watch them. Watch how much they want you.”
I do, my eyes locked on Vesper and Milo, their bodies moving together, Vesper’s fingers relentless as Milo’s pumpkin head tilts back, a guttural moan echoing from his carved mouth. Vesper’s other hand wraps around Milo’s cock, stroking in time with his thrusts, and Milo’s tail curls around Vesper’s thigh, pulling him closer. “Fuck, Vesper,” Milo groans, his voice distorted but dripping with need. “Harder.”
Vesper grins, his black eyes glinting. “You want it? Beg for it.”
“Please,” Milo pants, his head bobbing. “Fuck me, Vesper.”
I whimper again, Duske’s fingers working me faster, his thumb circling my clit. The heat in my belly strengthens, my scent exploding through the room, drowning out everything else. Milo groans louder, his carved eyes fixed on me. “I’m so fucking full,” he says, his voice breaking as Vesper’s fingers drive deeper.
Duske’s lips brush my ear, his tail tightening around my thigh. “You’re in heat, aren’t you, Esme? It’s here, isn’t it?”
I nod, my breath ragged. “I think so? I don’t know.”
More slick gushes in my panties, soaking Duske’s fingers, and my back bows forward as another whine tears from my throat. “Oh my god, I need you,” I gasp, my hands gripping Duske’s arms. “I need you so fucking bad.”
“I got you,” Duske murmurs, his fingers pumping faster, his thumb relentless on my clit. “Come for me, sweetheart.”
Vesper pulls out and then slams his cock into Milo, and Milo’s moans turn desperate, his hand still clutching Vesper’s horn. My own orgasm hits hard, Duske’s fingers pushing me over the edge, and I cry out, my pussy clenching around him as slick floods my thighs. Vesper growls, his cock driving deep as Milo comes, his carved mouth open in a silent scream, cum spilling over Vesper’s hand. Vesper follows, his head tilting back, a low roar escaping as he finds his release.
“Please tell me it’s not going to be three days of this,” I whine. It’s already becoming difficult to think and I can’t imagine being fucked over and over and over again until I can’t feel my legs. Not like in the biology books, anyway. Nervous laughter meets my ears because I’m not sure they know the answer either.
Chapter 20
Esme
My body feels like it’s on fire, every nerve screaming with need as slick continues to pool between my thighs, soaking my clothing, Duske’s pants, and the cushion below. I’m not sure how long we’ve been sitting here, my little whimpers driving all three of them up the wall as I rock myself over Duske’s cock.
It’s just… not enough.
