Bear steps in, giving it a try with the same results. All the while Cora rubs herself against my shaft, only my thin shorts between me and her dripping cunt.
“It won’t come off,” Bear says.
She curls in on herself, nearly falling off my lap in the process, clearly in pain from another cramp. Heats and heat spikes demand knots. It’s the only way to satiate them. If they aren’t satisfied, it can be dangerous. I’ve even heard of rare cases where omegas have died from unfulfilled heats.
My alpha growls in displeasure. My mate ishurting. My mate is hurting, and I have what it takes to relieve her of that pain. It’s my responsibility as her alpha. Andwhether or not she takes me as her bonded mate when this is all over, at this moment, Iamher alpha.
“What about getting out of the temple? Doing this here isn’t safe. We need supplies.” Not even Archer’s logical statements can rip my focus away from my omega.
“Can’t you see she’s in excruciating pain? You want me to leave her like this? Desperate and begging for a knot?” I snap back at the beta.
Cora starts squirming, trying to pull away. I almost let her go—I won't hold her against her will—until I see the sad look in her eyes. Fuck, is she hurting so bad she’s crying? I tighten my hold. “Omega. Settle. Look at me.”
When she does, my heart nearly cracks all over again. Her lip wobbles as she stops struggling and stares into my eyes. “Y-you don’t w-want me? I kn-knew you hated me!” Cora whines.
She thinks I don’t want her? Fuck that. I wrap my hand gently but firmly around her throat, making sure she can’t look away. “You think I don’t want you? You have noideahow bad I want you. How badly I’vewantedyou. Can’t you feel it?” I lift my hips, pressing my hard cock against her core. She lets out a noise that’s a mix of a whine and a moan. She needs a distraction. Needs to know what she does to me.
“Take it out,” I command, releasing her neck.
She smiles eagerly before quickly undoing the button on my pants and lowering the zipper. I watch mesmerized as her long fingers wrap around the waistband of my boxers, pull them down, and free my hard length, precum soaking the tip.
Gripping her hips, I lift her body high enough to notchmy cock at her entrance. “I want you to look at me when I show you how much I fucking need you.” She obeys my request, never taking her eyes off mine as I drop her onto my cock with a low groan. “God damn, omega. You feel so fucking good. Gonna make sure you know you’re mine.”
When she sinks all the way to my knot, she pauses her frantic rocking and we share a silent moment. It doesn’t last long. A whine ekes out of her and she throws her head back, her hands coming to her tits and gripping them tightly. “Please! Fuck me, alpha!”
That’s all it takes to make me snap. I lift her, sliding her along my shaft until just my cockhead is engulfed in her warmth before slamming her back down. I do it again. And again. And again, until I’m jackhammering into her, lifting my hips to meet her on every thrust.
Cora’s pussy suddenly gushes slick and her scent blooms. When I open my eyes, I see Jax behind her, his hands on her breasts as he tweaks her nipples hard. She’s leaning against him, her head lolling on his shoulder. When he opens his mouth, scraping his teeth along her flesh, I barely manage to get my hand between his incisors and her skin before he does anything rash. “No bonds.”
Jax growls and snaps his teeth at me even as he slides his hand between our bodies so he can play with her clit. “She said she wants us.”
“Yes, bond me. Fuck, bite me.” Cora squeezes her breasts hard enough to bruise the pink skin. All thought flies from my mind as she clamps down around me. Her botanical scent bursts into the air, so heavy andrich, I can taste it.
Every man in the room groans, my thrusts faltering.
“Bite, please, bite, bite, bite,” Cora chants.
“Hey, honey, do you want more of your alphas inside you?” Bear says, and I’m thankful for the big bastard because it distracts our omega enough that she stops whining about bites. Instead, her eyes widen and she nods frantically.
“Yes yes yes! Please! More!”
Bear prowls closer, threading a hand through her wet hair. He grips a fistful and yanks her head back until she’s looking at him. “Your other alpha looks a little needy. Why don’t you suck his cock while you ride Roman’s big fat knot.”
“Fuck.” Archer’s eyes are wide as he stares at Cora.
Her breathing picks up and she tips her head, nodding as best she can with Bear’s meaty grip on her. Bear releases her, turning to me. “Lay down, Roman.”
I arch a brow at him both in confusion and because he’s telling me what to do. He sighs. “Just do it. For her.”
That’s a low blow. He knows I’ll comply if it’s for her. I slowly lean back until I’m flush with the stone floor. A moment later, a shadow falls across me and a tight ass comes into view. Jax has his legs spread, standing over me as he inches forward, pumping his cock, precum already dripping from his shaft.
Our omega surges forward, taking Jax’s dick deep into her throat.
“Oh! Fuck, omega,” Jax curses.
Despite Jax’s balls hanging above me, I’m mesmerized by the sight of Cora bobbing back and forth on his cock. Her pussy clamps down on me, spurring me into action.
I grip her thighs, holding her in place as I buck up into her. Her glorious tits bounce wildly and she moans around the shaft filling her mouth. Her rhythm falters, the strength of my thrusts making it hard for her to stay steady. She pops her mouth off Jax and stares up at him, whining.