Page 15 of Going Down Smooth: Part One

“You want my knot, Omega?” I growl as I strip out of my clothes with Nate not far behind me.

“It’s all I want, Alpha.” She purrs, and if I died right now, at this exact moment, I would achieve pure nirvana.

NINE

KNIGHT

As soon as Lox and I enter the house, Mercy’s scent hits us both in the face. The smell of peaches, warm and sweet, makes its presence known, and I never want our home to smell like anything else. My cock strains against my pants as both of us make sure we’ve locked up the house tight. Omega heats, from what we learned in school, can last from three to seven days, and who knows when we will resurface in the meantime.

“Damn it, I’m going to bust a nut right here on the floor.” Lox grunts as he rushes to the back of the house to check the back doors. I shake my head at his words as I adjust my cock for the thousandth time today.

“We need water and whatever snacks we have in the cupboards,” I instruct, keeping Lox busy as the two of us sort out all the things we will need. We’ve never done this before, but I’ve heard that it will take all of us to get her through this, and food and water is crucial. Plus, Mercy doesn’t need two domineering Alphas crowding her space right now. Trey and Nate will be gentle with her and take their time. I am not sure I can say the same for myself and Lox. I felt like a ravenous animal the entire drive home. I can taste her scent on my tongue, and I want nothing more than to lick every inch of her until I’ve consumed every last drop of her slick. My heart pounds with anticipation, my muscles bunch, I’m wound tight; I need her. My brain fluctuates between doing what we need to do to prepare for this, to wanting to break into a sprint towards her.

“Knight.” I look up as Lox comes out of the kitchen, arms laden with food and water, and I cross the room to help him. I need to focus. I had no idea it would be this difficult just to put one foot in front of the other.

“Oh God, Trey! Fuck me, Alpha.” The sound of Mercy’s voice, her moans carrying their way down to us, freezes us both as still as statues. It almost seems too good to be true. Mercy is here in our home, in heat, begging to be fucked. Needing us. I never thought this day would ever come. We have our Omega back, and although we have a shit ton of things to work through, I will be damned if I am going to let her go.

As if on cue, Lox and I move as one, taking the steps two at time, following our noses until we reach the landing turning left towards the smaller room at the end of the hall. I place all the water on the floor outside of the room and Lox does the same with the snacks and fruit he managed to gather. We both stall as we stand in the doorway, the sight in the room before us is too much and not enough at the same time.

“Fuck,” Lox says under his breath as he begins to strip, unbuttoning his shirt, almost tearing the thing off to join in with the others.

“Fuck indeed,” I murmur as I reach down to hold my cock in my hand, giving it a hard squeeze to stop myself from coming like a fourteen-year-old boy. I came up here thinking things would be progressing slowly but I was sorely mistaken.

“Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh, Fuck, Nate,” Mercy squeals as she sits reverse cowgirl style on Trey’s cock, her legs spread wide to accommodate them both. Trey has a breast in each of his hands as he pulls and pinches her smooth dark-brown nipples. Nate lays on his belly between her spread legs, licking and sucking her clit as Trey’s cock slides in and out of her. I want to cum from just looking at her take my brothers. Her thighs shake and her head thrashes back and forth as she mewls and whimpers while Trey pumps hard into her.

She locks eyes with Lox and me across the room; eyes glazed, hooded, perfect, her lips red and swollen already from punishing kisses as she beckons Lox over to her with a whine.

“Kiss me, Lox. Please.” Lox kicks off the last of his clothes and crosses the room, his tall muscular frame partially blocking the beautiful view as he bends down and grabs the back of her neck and ravages her mouth. He swallows her moans as she melts for him. Such a perfect Omega, and she denied herself this pleasure because she thought it would change things. It changes nothing. She is still my Alpha, always will be. I just need to make her see it. Believe it.

“Please, Trey. Please. I want your knot,” she begs, panting as Lox breaks their kiss, and it is the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. Mercy is lost to her heat haze, letting down her guard, no inhibitions, just her letting her body take what it needs from her Alphas.

“Cum for me, Songbird, and my knot is all yours,” Trey croons as Nate sucks hard on Mercy’s clit, and she screams. I know the moment Trey knots her, Mercy moans long and loud as he locks himself inside of her, and they both cry out, coming together in beautiful synchronicity.

Nate sits up, face glistening with Mercy’s slick. It drips from his chin, but he lets nothing go to waste as he wipes his face with his fingers and licks all her juices off them. Lox stands beside him, naked with his cock in hand, stroking himself, precum beading at the tip, fist clenched, ready.

“More, Trey. I need more,” Mercy pleads as Trey rolls them both over on their sides pulling Mercy into his chest as they lay locked together.

“Oh, don’t worry, Mouse. The night has just begun,” Lox says, as I take that as my cue to strip out of my own clothes, eager to give my Omega what she needs.

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MERCY

I feel like I am having an out of body experience. My soul hovers over the scene before me as I look down at myself being thoroughly fucked in every way possible. I feel insatiable; nothing appeases me, the hunger, the need, the lust, the want in me to have every hole filled. The feel of their knots as they impale me, pushing past the tight circle inside me, I writhe and cry out as each one of them takes me, swelling inside of me. I’ve been passed around from Alpha to Alpha, only to be fucked unconscious. Then when my eyes spring open, slick and cum coats my thighs and I whine and whimper for more. They call me Omega and I preen at their attention, loving the words that fall from their lips, promises of forever as I lay my neck bare only to be refused each time. I pout, confused, don’t they want this? Isn’t this what they wanted all those years ago? For me to submit? To give myself to them?

“No, Merce, not until we talk, Baby Girl,” Nate promises, placing a kiss between my neck and shoulder blade.

“Mouse, you don’t know what you’re asking for,” Lox hisses after Knight had to force him to stop as his teeth grazed my inner thigh.

“Songbird, we can’t claim you. Not yet. You would kill us in our sleep if we bit you now,” Trey says softly, his knot lodged inside of me as I lay against his chest in between breaks.

“Mercy, we need to talk this through, you are not ready,” Knight repeats the same things over and over again as I all but beg, tears falling down my face for him to claim me as his.

Part of me, the logical part of me, is screaming on the inside, beating against my mental walls; trying and failing to push past the hormonal fog that’s taken my brain hostage. But this heat has me up on all fours, presenting my ass in the air to them, begging, pleading to be fucked, knotted, and claimed. I’m not in my right mind, I know it. All I can do is be thankful that they are being mindful of what the real Mercy needs, by not following through on my demands. I don’t know this wanton woman I’ve become, sweating, panting, climbing higher as I ride Nate’s cock hard and fast, as Trey, Knight, and Lox lay sprawled out around us in a pile of Alpha exhaustion while I continue to ride out my heat with the four of them. Nate has dark circles under his eyes. His own exhaustion ignored, he grunts and groans as my slick, soaked pussy slides up and down his rock-hard length. He lifts himself up and moves into a seated position, taking my nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. My head falls back and I cry out as wave after wave of pleasure pulses through my body, easing the incessant ache within me.

“Knot me, Alpha!” I scream, my voice hoarse from continuous use as the base of Nate’s cock expands and swells inside of me, making me sigh in blissful relief as I climax again and again.

“I feel like I’m dreaming, or this is simply delirium, Mercy? I want you right here, on my dick, always,” he says panting, eyes partially closing. I collapse forward, his chest heaving as he kisses my lips softly, stroking my face tenderly as I settle on top of him. His cock pulses, coating my insides with his release as my eyes finally close and sleep takes us both.

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