Page 11 of Fight or Fly

It went on and on—lips and tongues and nipping teeth, until Jax closed his lips around my clit and sucked. I arched and came silently, pinned between two mouths. Something inside me felt like it had broken open, spilling out fresh need at the same time my body gushed a new pulse of slick onto Jax’s face. He lapped it up with a pleased rumble that vibrated against my oversensitive flesh, and I shuddered in Kam’s arms.

Flynn ended the kiss with a final sharp nip to my lower lip. I panted, staring at Kam’s upside down face above me. Flynn took Kam’s jaw in his large hand and tilted his face up.

“You’re perfuming,” he said, shifting his grip to cup Kam’s nape and roll his head to the side, baring his throat.

“Yes,” Kam replied faintly, as Flynn lowered his nose to the bare skin of Kam’s neck and breathed in deeply.

“Mmm,” said Flynn. “There’s my ginger tea and lemon. We’re gonna have such fun with you later...”

Kam shivered, and I felt a twitch beneath me as his omega cock tried to harden. I writhed my upper body sinuously in his lap, and his arms tightened around me convulsively.

“Yes, alpha,” he whispered.

The emptiness inside me was growing again, despite the orgasms. It was becoming unpleasant now—all the touching and licking and kissing more of a tease than a relief. I whimpered, feeling the urge to turn over and present.

“It’s time, Leona,” Jax said, pressing a lingering kiss to my mons.

Kam gave me a final squeeze and let me go. Jax helped me slither down to the soft interior of the nest, where I rolled over onto my elbows and knees. My lower back arched in response to the rough fingertips sliding along the length of my spine. The room felt hot and close.

“Please, alphas,” I begged, knowing that this time, I could have what I wanted. “Please fill me up—I’m so empty...”

“We’ve got you, sweet thing,” Flynn said from somewhere behind me. I heard the rustle of fabric and craned around, needing to see. I was rewarded with the sight of a hot, naked alpha, his rich brown skin gleaming in the warm light of the nest. He ripped open a small packet and rolled the latex sheath over his straining cock.

Jax settled in front of me, and I turned to look at him. He was bare from the waist up, but still wore his loose track pants. Kam had retreated to the sectional. His eyes met mine and held for a long moment, until the third alpha in the room drew my attention. Alex sat on the other side of the couch, watching me with a gaze sharp as a hawk’s.

I was still looking at her when big hands clasped my hips from behind. I closed my eyes, imagining how Flynn’s dark skin would look pressed against my pale body, and let out a shaky breath.

“Gonna fill you up so good, sweet thing,” Flynn rumbled.

Another whimper escaped as something impossibly large and unyielding slid against my soaked folds, lining up with my passage and pressing in with steady insistence. My body stretched to accommodate Flynn’s girth with a delicious burn unlike anything I’d ever felt before.

I cried out, tears gathering in my eyes, and Jax’s thumb swiped them away when they overflowed.

“You’re doing so well for us,” he said. “Such a good omega, taking Flynn’s cock. We’re going to make you feel so good.”

More tears spilled over, and a sob caught in my throat as Flynn’s huge erection filled me. I felt as though I had been made entirely for this moment, and it had taken me thirty-one years to get here.

“Please,” I whispered. “Please, please,please—”

He began to move, and I was lost. Thought fled, leaving only instinct behind. It was too much, and not enough. It waseverything. The world beyond the place where our bodies joined faded to unimportance. It could have lasted minutes or hours—I had no idea. I was drowning in scent, awash in emotion and touch and sensation.

Jax’s thumb brushed my lower lip and pressed inside, sliding past my teeth, over my tongue. Flynn’s hips snapped against mine, jolting my body with every thrust, a low growl rumbling in his throat. One of his big hands released his grip on my waist, sliding up my back to close possessively over the mating gland at the juncture of my neck and shoulder.

I screamed, my body clamping around Flynn’s cock. He went still for an endless moment, then jerked through his release with a deep groan. I felt him panting behind me, even as the knot at the base of his cock swelled, locking us together and stretching me even further.

“God, Leona,” he said hoarsely.

“Look at you two,” Jax murmured, stroking my tearstained face with the backs of his fingers. “Come on, love. Let’s get you curled up on your side so you can rest and enjoy your knot. Alex and I will watch the nest for you.”

“Kam?” I rasped, as Jax helped Flynn maneuver us onto our sides with as little jostling as possible. Even so, Flynn’s knot shifted inside me, and I shuddered in fresh ecstasy.

A slender figure knelt in front of me as I settled in, spooned from behind by Flynn’s bulk. “I’m here,odama.”

I reached for him and he came to me, bracketing me from the front. Now that the peak had broken, the sweat cooling on my skin lent a faint chill to my body—but Jax laid a blanket over us, and with an alpha at my back and myodamaat my front, there was enough heat to chase it away. I floated in a blissful, trancelike state while Flynn stroked my hair and murmured endearments in my ear, until eventually my body released its hold on him.

Flynn eased out of me as gently as he could, and he and Kam held me pressed between them. Temporarily sated, I drifted into sleep.

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