Page 127 of Drown My Sorrow

I writhe on the bed.

“Please, please. I need it.”

“You are so pretty, Omega, can you see how much the alphas want you? Erect cocks and not a limp dick in sight.”

I growl and grab his hand, dragging it to my pussy. He obeys and inserts his fingers, fucking me with them as I let out a frustrated moan.

“Do you have words, Omega?”

“Give it to me.”

“Give what?”

“Your limp dick!” I snarl.

Beau bursts out laughing, flops down on his stomach, and buries his face in my pussy.

I scream, coming instantly, but he doesn’t stop, he just keeps going, wringing more and more from me.

Ezy lays down beside me and then wiggles down, taking my breast in his mouth, sucking hard enough that I arch off the bed, trying to press even more of myself into that tumultuous heat.

I cradle his head, pulling him against me. He draws his teeth over my nipple at the same time Beau sucks on my clit, and I scream as another orgasm rips through me.

“I love the screaming,” Ezy growls. “I want to make you do that.”

Ezy sits up and straddles my chest, grabbing my tits together around his hard, thick cock. He strums my nipples with his thumbs and squeezes and molds me around him.

I arch up, writhing and rolling against the both of them. I can’t think. I can’t do anything. All I can do is exist and come over and over again.

Beau sits up, and Ezy climbs off me. I’m flipped onto my stomach with pillows shoved under my hips. A hand cracks down, but the pain is just more pleasure. I lean back, presenting myself for another.

Beau purrs as he strokes his cock through my slick.

“So wet. Are you ready?”

I let out an incoherent growl. The tip of his cock slips up and pushes against another ring of sensitive flesh.

I squeeze my eyes closed and yelp, but it’s too late. He slips in, inch by inch, steadily pushing me apart with his hard as steel cock. I groan and try to move, but he’s got an iron hold on my hips.

“So good! It feels so good, Beau, please!”

Ezy moves in front of me and peers down. “You said you needed a knot.”

My eyes widen. Yes!

I reach for him, taking his cock into my mouth as deep as I can. This time, Ezy is relentless. He fucks my face, hard and fast, exactly like I need.

And Beau laughs as he slides in and out of my ass. When Ezy lets out a grunt and starts to swell, Beau leans over me, putting his lips against my ear, his cock so deep inside me I think I’ll feel it for a year.

“I’ve always wanted to knot this ass of yours.”

Did he really just say that? My mind scatters into a million pieces. My mouth waters, slick runs down my inner thighs.

“Moan once for yes. Silence for no,” Beau murmurs.

I pause, thinking, but the omega in me needs more, needs the knots, wherever they are.

I let out that single moan.

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