Page 28 of My New and Improved Alien Lovers

Then I feel Owiin’s fingers dip between my cheeks, probing my hole and increasing the amount of slick my body is already producing. The tip of his finger slides inside of me, making me jolt, the unfamiliar sensation a bit jarring.

I've always sort of resented being an omega, because oftentimes we seem the weakest of a triad. My needs are higher, and they treat me like I'm more delicate, but I know it's mostly because their instincts make them; just as their instincts now are making them care for me, to appease me in every way my body demands while I lose my mind in a haze of sexual need.

I can tell that Owiin is having trouble working my body properly at this angle, so I roll to the side, taking Margaret with me. Adeema squeezes behind Margaret, and every few minutes shearches further into me, which is proof that he's doing something between her legs as well. Something I really want to watch.

I meet his eyes over Margaret’s shoulder and demand, “Show me.”

The bed being what it is, there's just enough room for Adeema to lay his head on the opposite side that Owiin and I are resting our heads, pulling Margaret on top of him as she arches her back, her stunning bottom spread open on display for me as she straddles him.

I can't keep in the moans at seeing her exposed thusly, especially when her scent reaches me, sending my own need higher. I watch in fascination as Adeema trails his fingers there, tipping into her perfect pink cunt, disappearing several fingers at once. I'm mesmerized, unable to look away.

It seems to spur on Owiin as well, his fingers moving a little bit more desperately inside of me. I feel another finger breach me, gently stretching me but there's no pain with the level of arousal I'm at. Everything just feels good.

“Oh god, Adeema,” Margaret whimpers, pressing into his fingers and silently demanding more with her body. She closes the gap between their pelvises, sliding that wet cunt all over the hard length of him, up and down, until he's glistening right along with her. I don't breathe as I watch the enormous bulbous head of him try to slip inside of her, pressing against her opening in tiny minuscule thrusts that have all of us losing our minds.

We've always been taught that it takes a long time for human females to ready their bodies for us, and I've never questioned it, because I've never been in a situation like this. We are quite larger than her, but either her body is stretchier than we thought, or the changes are happening quickly, because part of his tip actually squeezes inside of her, and she begins to screameven louder around him. She's bouncing on him, not making too much leeway, but I watch fat drops of arousal make a path down his hard length, pooling at the base of his cock, and before I know it, Owiin is doing the same to me.

I feel him there, scared for a minute about how it's going to feel, but knowing I need it just the same. He doesn't move for a moment, running his hands over my shoulders, assuring me, lovingly whispering things in my ear that have taken me this long to realize.

“You're beautiful. Perfect omega for us, and we're going take such good care of you during your needing. See how our mate squirms, she's thinking of you. I bet you she wants you inside of her the same way Adeema is trying to get inside of her. You're doing so good, Kass. You're so strong, so mesmerizing. Your body feels so good hugging my cock.”

I melt, and he's able to slip farther in. All the words of praise, all the adoration, help my body to feel safer, enabling me to get more pleasure from the touches it's demanding.

Adeema squeezes a little further inside of our mate, and I can hear her labored breathing, working hard to accommodate him. The stretch from this angle is completely obscene, her pink skin pulled tight and dripping everywhere. It looks as if he's trying to split her in half, but she remains whole as he sinks in slightly more before stopping.

She takes herself off of his length and begins to work herself up and down it over and over again, taking control, and before I know it, he's halfway inside of her and Owiin is all the way inside of me. I feel tears running down my cheeks, but my voice doesn't work as he begins to rut into me, the sound of my slick being frictioned combining with Margaret’s to make the most beautiful music I've ever heard.

Owiin’s hips meet mine, jolting me forward and I can't stay in position like this anymore. I scramble onto my hands and knees, needing better leverage, wanting to be closer to Margaret. I need to touch her, need to inhale her spirit, need to know what she tastes like on my tongue. She's thrashing as she bounces on top of Adeema but has the wherewithal to tip her head back and emit another scream as my tongue escapes my mouth and slides inside of her right alongside Adeema. It's a tight fit and it takes a lot of determination with Adeema already inside of her, but soon I'm surpassing his depth and reaching the spot on her inner walls that feels different, that has the liquid pouring out of her even faster and her noises escalating.

In this much more vulnerable position, Owiin has all the leverage he needs to really take me, to bury himself inside of me, sighing against my body and easing away all of the aches.

Adeema’s eyes meet mine for a brief second, his irises completely gone as he works to hold off his release, then his eyes fixate on where Owiin is pounding into me, and that, combined with what Margaret is doing to him, has him releasing a primal growl that sets off the first of many releases for me.

In turn, I'm working harder on Margaret so I have something to keep me tethered to this room, overwhelmed by all four of us being connected like this. At the sound of me losing my mind, Adeema pushes harder into Margaret, and she comes all over the both of us, and then Owiin follows shortly after, and I can feel how hard he's working to pull himself out of me with each thrust due to the strength at which my body is squeezing him.

I feel his hot release catch inside of me, and for a few wondrous moments, everything is calm once again. The pain turns down to a simmer, my head clears, and my body is able to sink down and relax as I withdraw myself from Margaret.

Owiin stays inside of me though, resting and regaining his breath from the workout.

Nobody knows what to say next, so the loudest thing in the room is our breathing.

Margaret disengages with Adeema eventually, crawling to me. She wraps her arms around me and places her head on my chest, kissing my clavicle and soothing me with her hands in my hair.

“Did that hurt much? Are you very sore?”

She shakes her head. “Nothing I can't handle.” When she looks over her shoulder at Adeema and smiles, she beckons him closer.

He's quick to respond, once again lying along her back and holding her to him. “Feeling your body around me like that is the most incredible thing I've ever experienced,” he whispers into her ear. “You helped Kass out, made him come so hard. I do not think he struggled to take our alpha at all. Did you, Omega?”

Again, with the omega. It lights me up, makes me want to preen. They see me, they understand me, they know what I need. “You did help,” I say as I squeeze her to me tighter. Then I reach for Owiin's hand and wrap it around my middle, needing the four of us to be as close as possible once more.

“Not so bad for round one, was it?” Owiin asks as he brings Margaret’s hand to his mouth for a kiss.

“I should have known,” Margaret says in a tone that says she's actually quite excited. “This is never going to be a one and done with all of us, is it?”

“Never,” I say as I reach for her mouth to kiss again. She gives into me, and then it all starts again.

Tldr

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