The beta grins at me before he moves around to kneel in front of my head. I stay where I am, though, with my chest pressed against the mattress. The alpha hasn’t told me I can move yet. The beta brushes my hair back from my face. “Tonight he’s gonna fuck your pussy and I’m gonna fuck your mouth, get all that red smeared on my cock.” His thumb traces the curve of my bottom lip just as the alpha behind me trails a finger through the slick folds between my legs.
“Heartbreaker,” I moan.
“What?” he asks, sounding amused as hell, but I don’t care.
“Its called Heartbreaker. The lipstick.” I don’t know why I want him to know that. It’s not important in the slightest, but I’m turned on beyond all reason and I can’t control my fucking mouth.
“Heartbreaker,” he murmurs. “Seems apt. I bet you’ve broken a lot of hearts in your life, haven’t you, omega?”
I hum a noncommittal sound and wiggle my ass at the alpha behind me. “Please,” I whine, beyond caring that it’s not normal for me. “I need you.”
“Well, when you beg so pretty, how can I say no?” I watch over my shoulder as he fists his cock, stroking it a few times before he lines it up with my dripping core, his other hand grips my hip in preparation for what I’m sure is going to be a violent thrust.
Gentle, calloused fingers turn my head forward, until my lips brush over the head of the beta’s cock, smearing pre-cum over them. I’ve heard omegas say that their pack’s cum tastes like they smell, but I’ve never experienced it before. I wouldn’t expect to as a beta.
But I swear this beta’s cock tastes like rain. No clue how that even works, seeing as he’s hot and hard. Just about the only thing rain-like is the moisture dripping from the tip.
“Open wide, heartbreaker,” he orders, and my body obeys without a thought. “Tongue out.” I do. The beta glances up at the alpha and at some unspoken command, they both thrust into me. It’s fucking glorious. The beta’s cock slides to the back of my mouth without any hesitation or resistance, straight to my throat where I don’t even gag, much to my surprise. The alpha’s cock is bigger than anything I’ve ever felt and it fills me so completely that I don’t think I ever want him to leave. I want us to always be joined like this.
“Fuck,” they both hiss at the same time. The beta grips my hair, now falling around my face and shoulders, the bun I had it in hopelessly rumpled, while the alpha keeps one hand on my hip and slides the other up to my shoulder, like he’s going to use it for leverage when they really start fucking me. And I am here for it.
There’s a breathless weightless moment where we’re all frozen, just enjoying being joined together, and then with a snarl, the alpha pulls back and slams in again. The beta pulls out, but the force of the alpha’s thrust drive me forward onto his cock, my throat clamping around him.
The only thing I can do is let them move my body the way they want, balanced on my hands and knees. The two men fuck into me, ruthlessly, savagely, using my body for their pleasure, grunting and groaning as they work themselves into my pussy and my mouth.
“Swallow for me,” the beta grinds out. “Swallow around my cock like a good girl. Ah, fuck yes, just like that. Such a good fucking girl.”
Again, the praise makes me clench and twitch. The alpha chuckles. “You got a praise kink, omega? Clutching me so tight with that little pussy. You want to be my good little omega and take my knot? Take all my fucking cum?”
Holy shit, if there was any way for me to actually take his knot, I would. Without a doubt, and even knowing as a beta I can’t do it, my body seems willing to try, thrusting back hard into his cock until I feel the hard bulb of his knot pressing against me. stretching me. And damn if it doesn’t feel so fucking good.
He grunts and presses into me hard. “Yeah, you want it, don’t you? Want my knot to lock in your pussy, keep all my cum inside. Fucking breed you.”
Oh, fuck. I nearly cum from his words alone.
“Yes,” I moan, popping off the beta’s cock. “Yes, knot me, alpha. I want it. I need it. Please.”
On the last word, the beta thrusts his dick back between my lips, muffling my cry of pleasure as the alpha pounds into me in earnest. “You want my knot, omega? You want me to fill you up with my cum? Lock it inside you? You want to be ours, little omega? Take it, omega. Take it. Fucking take it.”
The alpha behind me thrusts in deep and I feel an awful stretch and a pinch of pain before pleasure cascades from the base of my spine through my entire body as an orgasm hits me out of nowhere.
I think I black out the pleasure is that intense.
“Oh, fuck yeah,” the beta growls, bringing me back to myself with his fingers tightening on my hair, holding me in place as his cock chokes me. “Look at you taking his knot like a good fucking omega.”
What? That’s not. I didn’t-
But the alpha’s hips are pressed to mine, his thighs touching the backs of mine, and he’s not thrusting anymore, just grinding, grinding, grinding in short sharp movements. And I feel so fucking full, stretched, amazing. Holy shit. My pussy is magic.
The beta’s thrusts into my mouth grow more harried, and he comes with a cry, like the sight of his alpha’s knot inside me is enough to send him over. I drink him down greedily, loving the rain drenched taste of him.
His thumb touches the corner of my mouth, swiping up the overflow of semen. “Such a good fucking girl,” he mutters, before pulling out and offering his thumb to his alpha, who growls as he sucks and licks the cum off the beta’s skin. I moan and come again at the sight, making the alpha groan.
“Oh, fuck, you’re squeezing me so fucking tight.” He loops his hand around the front of my neck and pulls me up until we’re both kneeling, my back to his chest, thighs spread to accommodate his much larger ones. The beta moves forward, pressing his chest to my breasts that bounce with every thrust of the alpha’s hips.
“You want to be ours, omega?” The alpha growls against the side of my sweaty head. “You want me to bite you?”
I’m lost to the sensations, to the feeling of his cock so fucking deep inside me, the scrape of my diamond hard nipples over the beta’s pecs and washboard abs. “Yes,” I just barely manage to whimper out. “Yes, claim me, alpha.” In case he doesn’t get the message, I tilt my head, offering my neck to him, and he growls.