skin is hot under my hands. Just holding her is enough to send me to my limit and beyond.
“I want to taste you,” she whines. “Please, Gage, let me taste you.”
My dick jerks. A long trail of pre-cum hangs all the way to the furs. I take my cock in hand, lean over her, and tease her lips with the bulbous tip. Her tongue comes out, chasing it, lapping up all the stickiness. I give her only a little, sliding it in and out of her mouth. She groans, eyes never leaving mine as she lavishes it with her hot tongue.
I sink slowly in. Bliss.
“Fuck!” Brandon mutters, but I don’t spare a thought for whatever the mutt is up to as I slide deep into Jessa’s willing mouth. I rut her mouth, trailing my fingers over her soft cheeks and all around her stretched lips. “I’m going to pour a river down your throat, mate,” I say. “And you’re going to swallow every drop.”
“Fuck!” Brandon says again. This time I tear my eyes away from Jessa to see half his hand disappearing into her cunt. Growling my encouragement, I surge deep and come.
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
Jessa
LOST IN A sensual cloud, I gulp and choke as Gage comes down my throat. As the taste hits my belly, it sets off an explosion of pleasure deep inside my womb. My pussy spasms. I can’t breathe around the monstrous rod filling my throat. My pussy spasms harder still. I struggle. The cock filling my mouth and throat pops out, and I gasp for air.
Goddess!
I groan like an animal, deep, guttural. I can’t work out what is happening to me, but I can’t stop coming as something that feels like a tree trunk is lodged inside my most intimate place.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Brandon mutters. Gage growls, the low, animalistic one that makes me pant and writhe.
I squeal as my pussy flutters around the giant intrusion.
I blink, but I still can’t see. Gage is still holding my hands. His cock jerks against my cheek—it is not him filling me.
“Fuck! I am all the way up inside her.”
Tears stream down my cheeks. I shudder. My pussy spasms yet again as I come, gasping and groaning.
What are they doing to me?
“Good,” Gages says. “She is limber with her heat. My knot is bigger yet than your fist when fully formed. This will open her up well.”
Another groan is torn from my lips when I realize what is being done. A tongue laps gently at my clit even as Brandon fills my pussy with his fist.
“Good girl,” Gage says, stroking his fingers down my cheek. “You were made for this. Your hot little cunt will be gaping by the time Brandon is done. Then I will ruin you further when I fill you with my cock and knot.”
I wail out my complaint, but Brandon begins to move his fist inside me with tiny in and out movements. So tiny, yet they drag my mind and body underwater, drowning me in a sensual high, the likes of which I have never known.
Gage pushes his fingers into my mouth, opening it up, filling me. Then his fingers slip out, and his cock surges in.
I groan around him, grateful for the distraction from the strain that courts the fine line between pleasure and pain.
My tongue lashes the length and head with every deep surge.
Then Gage is coming, and the taste, scent, and sensations set my pussy convulsing again.
Lips suckle my clit, making it throb just as the thick intrusion filling me slips out.
Gage’s cock pops from my mouth, leaving a trail of sticky cum over my chin and throat.
My lips are sore, my pussy more so. “Goddess!”
Gage moves to stand beside Brandon, who kneels between my splayed legs. I lay panting, trying to work out where I am. Trying to temper the urgency running through my blood that impossibly wants more. Their fingers probe me gently, purr-growling as they explore the terrible openness.
I blink again, trying to crawl from the darkness that has me in its hold. I sense movement, but I am deaf and blind to the world.
I feel. Silken thickness filling the entrance to my pussy, forcing aching muscles to give. My heart rate surges, pounding at the base of my skull.
Then Gage’s thick cock surges in, and my external senses come rushing back.
“Open your eyes,” Gage commands. “See what I’m about to do to your needy Omega cunt.”
My eyes flutter open, my chest heaves like I’m running for my life.
There,