possession. He torments me to the point of desperation, and then he taunts me some more. When he finally lines his cock with my pussy and surges deeply, a shudder ripples through me. Nerves spark and tingle so powerfully deep inside that I’m already hanging on the edge of a climax.
“It’s going to hurt some,” he says.
By then, I’m too far gone to understand or care about what that means.
Gage
I hold myself in check by the slimmest of threads. By mastering Jessa, I have driven my own control to breaking point.
An Omega is different from a Beta in many ways. The clenching hotness of her pussy encourages me to spill my seed, although I have not yet penetrated her fully. I feel resistance blocking my way. Omegas have a second hymen close to the womb. Even after Brandon fisted her, I can still feel the rubbery flap of skin blocking me. Until I tear through this, she will likely never get with child.
I need to breed her, claim her, and make her mine.
Brandon has already bitten her and marked her as his.
“This will hurt some,” I growl, and bracing her hip in my hands, I surge all the way in.
She screams. I feel her pussy give, and my cock sinks to the root. The bliss is white-hot as my knot is welcomed into her gripping cunt.
Beneath me the tiny Omega now writhes with fresh need.
My fingers bite deep into her skin as I begin to work my knot in and out. Our bodies slap together wetly, slick and cum splattering out over the furs. I like the thought of pushing Brandon’s cum out, of emptying her so that mine can fill her anew. I rut her faster and deeper. My knot bulges obscenely until the point where I must battle to force it into her hot slippery channel. Sweat bathes my body, springing from pores across the surface of my skin. My spine tingles, and my balls clench and rise before my cum spews deep.
Bliss.
Head back, she squeals and gasps as she grinds her pussy against me, muscles squeezing over me, encouraging me to come again.
Filling her with another hot flood, I grasp her body to mine, lips finding the juncture of her throat where Brandon marked her. I taste coppery blood as I meld my mark with his.
My balls clench, and another flood gushes out.
I hear the blood rushing through my ears.
Yet more cum jets the entrance to her womb.
My chest tingles, like a delicate flower opening, and an awareness unfurls.
Her fingers are in my hair, kisses peppering over my cheek as she cleaves me to her.
My cock jerks again, balls straining on the cusp of pain as yet more cum floods out.
The awareness blooms.
Three entities.
Three hearts.
A perfect menage of three.
Brandon
Rocked by the connection, I rise to a crouch. Gage has knotted her, bitten her, and now he is rutting her again.
Gage has beaten me half to death.
I have gone down on Jessa until my face and tongue are numb.
I have fucked her until my dick is raw, have forced my fist into her cunt, and still, she needed more.
Gage is a savage. I have never met a more savage Alpha in my life. But even as he ruins her with his monstrous cock and knot, she is begging him for more.
I don’t know how she takes it.
I can’t work out where or how it even fits in her tiny little body. But I also understand that he gives her exactly what she needs and what I alone could not.
But I still want Jessa, raw dick notwithstanding, I will go at her a-fucking-gain and again until her heat is done with.
My entire body throbs. I could shift to heal, but I carry my wounds like a twisted badge of honor.
He comes with a roar, triggering a climax in Jessa that has her screaming with pleasure. Gods, the sounds make my raw dick jerk and spit as I watch them.
With her legs spread wide, I can see where he is buried in her pussy, see the pulsing seed gushing around his knot and further ruining her hastily prepared nest.
Rolling onto his side, knot still deep, he thrusts a finger in her ass. Her cry is sharp and guttural, and she instantly begins to writhe. My heart rate kicks up as he begins to finger her ass. She is slick with cum, and his finger makes wet sticky noises as he pumps it in and out.
Does he intend to take her