Page 18 of Fight or Fly

I had a pretty good idea where that knot was going to end up today, and the thought tightened something low in my gut. It might have been trepidation. It might have been something else.

Alex took pity on me and grasped my hair, dragging my head up until my mouth was where she wanted it. “Lick,” she ordered.

I did, drowning in the scent of sweet sandalwood as Leo whimpered out another orgasm somewhere behind me. My cock throbbed, trapped against the buttery leather of the divan.

The tip of Alex’s clit was already poking out from its hood. I traced the shape with my tongue, tasting salt and musk and the aromatic forests from around my native Kolkata. Had watching Flynn touch me excited her? Had she been watching Jax take Leo apart as well? The idea that we both might have had this effect on her sent a flutter of omega pride through my chest.

Behind me, the unmistakable sound of a plastic bottle cap being popped open made me freeze for a moment. Alex tugged on my hair, redirecting me to my purpose, and I gamely went back to licking and sucking her emerging length to hardness.

Cool liquid dribbled into the valley between my buttocks. I shivered and whined around my growing mouthful of alpha clit. Flynn, being Flynn, wasted no time in swirling a thick finger around the rim of my ass a couple of times and shoving it unceremoniously inside. I gasped at the burn and jerked my head back from Alex’s sex.

She tightened her grip on my hair and put me right back where she wanted me, sucking on the slender, erect shaft that was already growing long enough to tickle the back of my throat as she thrust slowly in and out or my mouth.

Flynn’s other hand landed on my left buttock with a sharp slap. I jerked and grunted, my ass clenching hard around his finger.

“Did anyone say you could stop, little omega?” he asked cheerfully. “Keep your mind on your job.”

How I could be expected to keep my mind on anything under these circumstances was something of an open question—but of course, that was the entire point. The finger in my ass ached and burned unpleasantly, andno one cared. At least, not unless it genuinely hurt me to the point that it soured my scent.

The sounds and smells of sex were all around me. Normally, it would have been a reminder of what I couldn’t have... of what I couldn’tprovide, as a ruined omega. But I was already a part of this. Alex was going to fuck me and knot me and come inside of me. She was fully hard in my mouth, even now.

Flynn was poking around in my ass like someone fumbling for a light switch in the dark, and I was still notremotelysold on gay betas’ answer to penetrative sex. He hummed in consideration and pulled out, manhandling my hips higher and jamming one of the countless cushions beneath me to change the angle of my hips.

More lube, and two fingers pushed inside me. By rights, this should not have been an improvement—only, it kind ofwas. Alex pulled my mouth off her clit.

“Can’t find it?” she asked cryptically.

“Gimme a minute,” Flynn grumbled. “I think maybe it’s...ah.”

He twisted his fingers and stars exploded across my vision, stealing my breath.

“It’s way up in there, all right,” Flynn said, rubbing his fingertips over the same place again, with the same result. “Could be a purebred thing, I guess.”

I writhed, unable to draw breath as he worked the magic spot with a steady rhythm. The sensation was difficult to describe—like I needed to come and piss and empty my bowels at the same time, despite the fact that I’d been perfectly fine a moment before. Mostly, though, I needed himnot to ever stop.

“Oh, god,” I choked out, my voice joining the chorus of Leo’s moans.

“I think this’ll work,” Flynn was saying, addressing Alex as though I wasn’t even present. “We’ll just need to hit him with everything at once and not let up.”

A third finger stretched my entrance, and although Flynn was no longer sliding his fingertips over that spot, my body still vibrated like a struck gong. I breathed rapidly through my nose, feeling as though I was losing control of my muscles and my thoughts in equal measure.

“Our girl over here is just about ready for another knot,” Jax called. “Can we help at all?”

“Yeah, come on over and join the party,” Flynn replied, twisting his wrist again and dragging a gasp from me. “Grab one of the small condoms for Alex while you’re at it. It’ll make cleanup easier.”

I heard Jax murmur something sweet and encouraging to Leo, who moaned. A moment later, something shiny arced through the air and Alex caught it one-handed. I watched with parted lips as she tore the foil packet open and sheathed her slender shaft. She reached for the lube Flynn passed her and slicked up the condom before closing the cap and tossing the bottle aside.

“Get him up here,” she said.

Flynn’s thick fingers slid out of me, leaving me aching and empty. Before I had enough time to properly register the feeling, strong hands lifted and turned me to straddle Alex’s lap, my back to her front. She gripped my hips, positioning me where she wanted me—anddear god, was she strong.

I only had a moment to think,this is it, an alpha is going to take me, when the tip of her hard clit nudged my entrance. My own bodyweight pressed her inside, past the tight ring of my body’s defenses. After Flynn’s preparation, it should have been easy to take her—but she felt huge.

Overwhelmed, I tried to buck, to squirm away—but her hand tangled in the sweat-soaked shirt still binding my arms, and her knees hooked inside of mine spread me wide, splaying me open and helpless, with no leverage to lift myself.

“I’ve got you now, little omega,” she said. The words sounded like a threat, but the tone was a promise.

My body clamored—for more, or for less—I wasn’t sure. My breath came in shallow gulps. I tried to imagine what I must look like... hair disheveled, mouth swollen and red from the slide of Alex’s shaft, legs forced wide, omega cock on display.

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