Page 64 of No Escape

“Pull her up a bit, I have to be able to work around your knot,” he says.

“For the record, I think this is a bad idea.” Valor’s forearm loops under my ass, and he pulls me up his shaft. He guides me to continue to scoot a bit more, and before I know it, Omen’s fingers are in my pussy all over again.

My nipples ache in time with my clit, and I get back to working my swollen nub.

It’s hard.

I ache to clench around Valor’s throbbing length, but that wouldn’t help Omen be able to fit inside me.

“All right, pet, it’s about that time,” Omen says, running his other hand down my spine as he pulls his fingers free of my sex. Panic sets in as his tip bumps my opening, and I squeeze my eyes shut and focus on calming my breathing.

“Are you sure?” Valor tilts my face up to his and thumbs my lower lip.

No, not exactly, but I don’t have any trouble believing I begged for it.

At the very least, I’m willing to try.

The idea of taking them both at once feels a little like claiming them as mine. It probably wouldn’t make sense if the wave of heat wasn’t influencing my thought process, but I want to see if it’s possible.

I nod. “I’m sure. I want both of you.”

I’m amazed Valor has managed to stay so hard for this long without either of us moving. My pheromones are probably to thank for that.

Omen barely thrusts, and all the air evaporates from my lungs. There’s discomfort, which might qualify as pain, but my nerve endings are too overloaded to know what to do. He gives me the chance to acclimate before moving. After a few seconds, he grabs the top of both ass cheeks and gently stretches them toward my hips. It could be to help open me up a little, but all three of us let out agonized groans as it flexes my inner walls.

“Just pull her off me,” Valor rumbles. “I’m good for right now.”

“Absolutely not,” I tell him, praying it’s clear enough to understand. Tossing my free hand back, I bump Omen’s thigh. “You move. You have to move.”

He grunts and barely pulls back to thrust deeper. Feeling him moving inside me as Valor’s hard cock stays stationary is intense, but it’s nowhere close to as overwhelming as when he first breached my opening.

My mouth falls as my eyes flutter.

I’m not sure when I shut them, but everything is hazy and muted.

“My god, woman,” Omen says, digging his fingers into my skin almost painfully. “You’re taking my damn breath away. I’m not entirely sure you’re supposed to be this tight…”

Valor snorts. “You’re such a good girl. Our perfect, sweet omega.” He brushes his thumb over my lower lip, and my insides light up.

“More of that,” I choke out, focusing on how perfect they feel stretching my body to its literal limit.

Omen curls around my back, his palm hitting the bed next to Valor’s head. He kisses my cheek. “You’re a dream. Far naughtier than I gave you credit for, but you like being used. Don’t you, pet?” He doesn’t let up on his strokes, and with his chest plastered to my back, it makes me feel fully cocooned in them.

His scent mixes even more with mine and Valor’s, making me beg nonsensically. Terribly embarrassing sounds spill from my lips as his balls slap against my skin with each thrust.

“Your hand stopped moving. You need to tease your clit,” Valor says soothingly. “I’m already way too close. The pressure is fucking unreal.”

“It really is,” Omen moans. “Tight little hole stretched around both our cocks. Aww, fuck.”

The sounds he makes send my need into overdrive, and I find myself grinding on my knees. It brushes my clit against Valor’s pelvis while working me over both their lengths.

Valor curses, wrapping his hand in my hair and tugging my head back enough he can see my face. “Need you to come. I’m about to fill you up.”

My pleasure builds violently.

Omen grows even harder, and I explode. The orgasm that washes through my system is so powerful that I lose my vision, shaking and trembling while trapped between them.

Valor growls, and I’m flooded with cum. Omen gives several quick slaps of his hips into my ass, and he groans, freezing as his cock jolts.

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