Page 114 of The Librarian and Her Alphas

The sensation is overwhelming- hot, tight, wet perfection gripping my cock.

“So good,” I groan, finally bottoming out. “So perfect for me.”

I pause for a moment, savoring the feeling of being fully sheathed inside her. I watch as Gunnar guides his cock to her lips, groaning when she opens eagerly to take him into her mouth. Max has moved to her other breast, his teeth grazing her nipple as his hand slides down to where her clit is still swollen and sensitive.

The sight of my omega being pleasured by my packmates, her body servicing all three of us at once, sends a surge of pride and lust through me.

I begin to thrust, withdrawing almost completely before driving back in with a force that jostles her entire body and pushes her mouth further onto Gunnar’s cock.

“That’s it,” I growl, setting a faster pace. “Take it like the good little omega you are.”

Each thrust is punctuated by the wet sound of her pussy gripping my cock and the muffled moans she makes around Gunnar’s length. I grab her hips, angling them upward to hit her deepest spots, and am rewarded with a particularly loud whimper.

The sight of her flushed, filled at both ends, her breasts being attended to by Max’s eager mouth, is almost too much. My thrusts become more erratic, more forceful, as I chase my release. I can feel my knot beginning to swell at the base of my cock, catching on her entrance with each thrust.

“Going to knot you,” I pant, sweat beading on my forehead as I drive into her repeatedly. “Going to fill this perfect pussy with my cum.”

Her eyes meet mine, glazed with pleasure and submission while her mouth is full, and that’s all it takes. With a final, powerful thrust, I bury myself to the hilt as my orgasm crashes over me. My knot expands fully, locking us together as my cock pulses inside her, shooting rope after rope of hot cum deep into her womb.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” I murmur as I catch my breath, still locked inside her by my knot. “I love you so much, Lena.”

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Gunnar

“There you go, little omega,”I growl as Lena’s hot mouth works my throbbing cock. Her cheeks are hollowed as she sucks with surprising strength. “Take it deeper.”

My fingers tangle in her auburn hair, not forcing but guiding, showing her the rhythm I need. Watching Damon brutally fuck and knot her moments ago has me on edge already, my balls tight and heavy with need. The way her tits bounced with each of his thrusts, the desperate sounds she made—it was fucking art, and now I’m desperate.

Damon is still knotted inside her pussy, his large body partially draped over hers as she lies on her back, facing my cock. His eyes meet mine over her body, a satisfied smirk on his face as he watches our wife service me. The knowledge that her pussy is currently filled with his knot and cum while she sucks me off sends a fresh wave of arousal through me.

She swirls her tongue around the sensitive head of my cock, paying special attention to the slit where pre-cum is already beading. The sensation makes my eyes roll back, a deep groan escaping my throat.

“Fuck, you’re good at that,” I praise, watching her eyes light up with pride. “Such a perfect mouth for alpha cock.”

Her response is to take me deeper, her tongue working the underside of my shaft as she bobs her head. One of her hands wraps around what she can’t fit in her mouth, stroking in time with her sucking. The other reaches up to cup my balls, gently rolling them between her delicate fingers.

The dual sensation has me cursing, my hips jerking forward involuntarily.

She makes a small choking sound but doesn’t pull away, instead relaxing her throat to take me even deeper.

“Damn,” I say my voice rougher now. “Take it all like a good little omega. Show me how much you want to please your husband.”

She moans around my length, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure up my spine. I tighten my grip in her hair, setting a slightly faster pace as I guide her head. My cock disappears repeatedly between those perfect lips, emerging slick with her saliva before plunging back into the wet heat of her mouth.

Max watches from beside Damon, stroking himself as he waits for his turn. The room is thick with the scent of sex—Damon’s release, Lena’s arousal, and the musky scent of aroused alphas. It’s intoxicating, pushing my already heightened senses into overdrive.

“Knotted by one alpha while sucking another’s cock. Such a perfect little omega wife doing her duties,” whispers Max.

I see the flush of arousal on her cheeks at his words. She likes being talked to like this and reminded of her place as our shared mate.

“You were made for this,” I continue, my cock growing impossibly harder in her mouth. “Made to be filled by alpha cock in every hole. You’ll take all three of us tonight, won’t you? Going to let us use this sweet body until you’re leaking our cum from everywhere.”

She nods as best she can with my cock still in her mouth, a muffled “Mmhmm” vibrating against my length. The enthusiasm in her response nearly makes me lose control then and there.

My balls are drawing up tight against my body now, the familiar pressure building at the base of my spine. She must sense it too, because her movements become more focused, more determined. Her hand moves faster on my shaft while her tongue lavishes attention on the sensitive head.

“Fuck, I’m close,” I warn, my thighs tensing as I fight to prolong the pleasure. “Keep going just like that.”

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