Page 9 of Feral Creed

“Yes, alpha,” I breathe, submitting to him easily, even naturally. I like it. “Yes, please, alpha.”

He sucks audible air through his nose and suddenly, the stretch on me is more intense.

I cry out.

“Just another finger, baby,” he tells me in a soft voice. “You can take it. You’re taking it just fine. You’re almost ready for me. You want my cock inside you, don’t you?”

Fuck, yes, I want that more than I ever would have thought possible. “So much,” I moan.

“Good,” he says, and there’s suddenly nothing in me at all.

I gasp again, turning to look at him.

“You’re ready for me, baby,” he tells me, and there’s that huge knotted up alpha cock of his. I look down at him, and he strokes himself, and I feel the first hint of worry at the sight of his girth. Fuck,amI ready for him?

Lotus is touching me, fisting my cock with her sweet omega fingers.

I arch, shutting my eyes, letting out a cry as she squeezes me.

And then, she’s moving herself under me, guiding my cock to slip into her wet, sweet pussy as I feel Knight rubbing more lube against me.

God, I want this. I’ve never wanted anything more than this. I want to be pressed between them, buried in my omega with an alpha at my back, buried inside me. I want to claim and be claimed. I want it and I feel as if I might burst as I sink into Lotus’s wet heat. “I want to knot you,” I whisper in her ear. “Can I knot you, baby girl?”

“Please, please,” she breathes, tracing patterns on my chest.

There’s a bit of resistance, but not much, and my knot presses through it and settles right there inside her, deep and sweet and good. Ah, perfection. I belong inside her.

But before I can get my equilibrium, Knight’s cock is breaching me.

I cry out.

“Shh, it’s okay, baby,” he says. “I’m going to fit just fine.”

I wasn’t worried.

“I know your virgin asshole is really tight,” he breathes in my ear, pressing further into me, “and I know my alpha cock is very, very fucking big, but you can take this.”

Lotus’s hand on my chest, soothing. “Are you okay, Arrow? This is really hot for me, but if you don’t like it—”

“I fucking love it, omega,” I assure her. “Ram my ass, Knight, fill me up.”

He pushes in. “Your virgin ass?”

“My… virgin ass,” I moan as he does just what I asked and fills me up. It’s overwhelming, almost unpleasant at first, but I do have my knot deep inside Lotus’s wet, perfect pussy, and nothing can really be unpleasant while that’s happening.

“Yeah, give me this asshole,” he groans into my neck.

“It’s yours, alpha,” I breathe, and it feels fucking amazing.

He strokes into me and I stroke into her and we find a rhythm, where I’m fucking her and fucking myself on his fat cock, and every stroke I make and every stroke he makes feels very good. My balls are all tight and high, and I feel seconds away from coming. Seconds away. Except I don’t come. Except everything just gets better, and better, andbetter.

“Oh, God, Arrow,” wheezes Lotus, “your cock is so fuckinghard. It’s huge.”

“Is it?” I can hardly breathe, let alone speak, but it does feel like I’m crazy hard, actually. “You like that?”

“Yes,” she moans, reaching between us to play with her own pussy. “Make me come, Arrow. Knight, make him make me come.”

“Yes, omega,” says Knight, and he kisses the nape of my neck. “You feel… fucking wonderful, Arrow. You’re so fucking tight.”

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