“Look at her,” Soren growls, his voice guttural with restraint. His hands grip her hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulls her back onto him harder, faster.
The dual sensation is unbearable, her slick heat milking my cock while Soren’s thick shaft pistons into her from behind. Every thrust sends a shockwave through her, making her clench around me in erratic pulses.
“Emma!Fuck!” My roar is ragged as my knot swells impossibly tighter inside her as another orgasm erupts. Cum floods her in thick, pulsing ropes as pleasure wrecks me.
Soren fucks her through it, his rhythm unbroken, his breath coming in harsh pants against her shoulder. His fingers slide between her thighs to circle her swollen clit. “Come for us again.”
Her scream is hoarse, a broken, breathless sound that scrapes from her throat as her body convulses between us. Her cunt squeezes my knot in rhythmic, milking pulses, her slick gushing around our joined flesh. Her nails score my chest and her thighs trembling where they bracket my hips.
Soren’s hips stutter as he buries himself inside her. A wordless cry pulls from him as he releases into her, every muscle in his body locked tight.
She’s still burning, fever-hot beneath my palms, her scent thick enough to drown in. Her hands reach blindly, desperately toward Phoenix, her voice a breathless whisper.
“Alpha, please, need…need your cock.”
Phoenix is there before the plea fully leaves her lips. He kneels before her, his golden hair mussed, his chest heaving. His cock is thick and flushed, pre-cum beading at the tip as he fists himself, guiding his length to her swollen lips.
“Open up, Tough Girl,” he rasps, his voice dark with need, his fingers tangling in her hair—not forcing, just guiding.
She obeys, her mouth closing around him. Her tongue swirls over the head, before she sucks him deep, her throat working to take every inch. Phoenix’s breath hitches, his head falling back, his abs flexing as he fights to keep his hips still.
“Fuck…Emma!”
His hips jerk, his cock pulsing as he spills down her throat. She swallows him gulp after greedy gulp, her fingers digging into his thighs hard enough to bruise, her eyes fluttering shut as she takes everything he gives.
When he finally pulls back, his expression is ruined, eyes black, lips parted on a silent groan, his chest rising and falling in ragged bursts.
A drop of cum glistens at the corner of Emma’s mouth.
Phoenix swipes it away with his thumb, then presses it back between her lips, watching with dark satisfaction as she sucks it clean.
The world narrows to heat and need. The sun rises and sets while we lose ourselves in her. Emma is the axis we orbit around, her body the center of our universe.
Right now, she’s sprawled across Soren’s chest, her back arched as he laps at her bite mark, her fingers fisted in my hair. Phoenix kneels behind her, guiding his cock between her thighs, his teeth grazing her shoulder as he sinks in.
“That’s it, Omega,” he growls. “Take us both.”
She does so perfectly, her walls fluttering as she accommodates us. Her head falls back against Soren, her breath hitching.
Mine. Ours.
The possessive roar in my blood is deafening, but beneath it, deeper than instinct, deeper than rut, is a fiercer calling.
I would die for her.
We all would.
Willingly. Happily. Time and again.
Time collapses into sensation.
She rides me in the nest, Phoenix petting her hair while Soren feeds her slices of peach. She arches, trembling, when his fingertips brush her lips when she sucks hisfingers into her mouth. He smirks, sliding his thumb between her teeth. “Always so greedy, Butterfly.”
I wake to Phoenix fucking her against the head of the nest, her back pressed to his chest, his hand muffling her cries. Soren kneels before her, letting her grind against his tongue until she climaxes.
When she wakes, she crawls to me, sleep-rumpled and desperate, her lips swollen, her scent thick with our mixed spend before she presents so beautifully. “Alpha,” she breathes against my stomach. “Please.”
We never refuse.