Page 2 of Feral: Part One

I snort at the way his smile widens when he catches my eye, my cousin leaning against the counter, his gaze locked on Preston as well. He’s just as hooked as I am, both of us watching Preston’scurls bouncing on that petite head of his as I memorize every curve of his body, including his belly holding our child.

Jesus Fuck, he’s gorgeous.

I reach down and rub myself through my jeans, the denim rough against my hardness. The friction’s not enough, but it’ll do for now.

Preston glides closer, his shawl brushing my face, the scent of his arousal thick enough to choke on. I snag him by the waist and yank him onto my lap, the Omega landing with a soft gasp, his thighs straddling mine, slick soaking through my jeans. “You’ve been very fucking naughty,” I growl, a playful snarl on my lips.

There’s all mischief and desire in those gray-blue eyes of his as he stares at me. “I’m horny, like,all the time, and none of you will touch me. What do I need to do to get you to fuck me?”

My grip tightens on his hips, fingers digging into soft flesh. “We’re almost done, princess, but the first chance I get, I’ll break you.”

Preston’s grin widens before he leans in to steal a kiss, his lips hot and needy against mine. “Break me now,” he whispers.

And who am I if I don’t listen to my Omega? My control slips as I lift him up enough to rip those panties off his soft skin, leaving him bare. A squeal tears from his throat, a half-laugh, half-moan as I unbutton my pants and free my cock.

Preston watches the entire time, the little shit licking his lips when I roughly spin him around on my lap, his back to my chest, and line myself up. His slick makes it easy as I thrust up, burying myself in his tight, sweet hole. A high, desperate sound comes from him, his ass sucking me further into him.

“Is this what you wanted?” I snarl, my hand fisting in his curls and yanking his head back. My other hand rests on his hip, fingers splaying over the curve of his belly. He’s ours, mine, and I feel it in every pulse of his hole squeezing my cock.

“Y-yes,” he gasps, trying to take me deeper. I set a ruthless pace, thrusting up hard and fast, the table creaking beside us as Preston holds onto the edge. His filthy moans fill the room, each one driving me closer to the edge. Slick pools between my thighs as he coats my cock but I don’t care. All I care about is the way he feels around me, his moans driving me up the wall. “Fuck, yes. Mmm,more.”

I’ll never get tired of how filthy Preston is for us, how much he needs us to satiate the hunger that comes with this pregnancy. He’s beautiful and glowing and I’ll always give him what he desires. Like now.

I can do more.

My gaze flits over to my cousin, the Alpha two seconds away from ripping Preston off my lap and knotting him instead. “Cousin, come fill his mouth. Our filthy Omega just asked formore.”

Thane just grins as he stalks over, the Alpha undoing his pants so that by the time he’s standing in front of Preston, his cock is already out. Our Omega eagerly reaches forward to tug Thane closer, the Alpha’s cock slipping through those precious lips. Thane takes it slow at first but we both know that’s not how Preston likes it.

Hard. Deep. Filthy. Raw.

Preston’s fingers dig into Thane’s waist, a little whine slipping out as he tries to pull the Alpha even closer.

“Ready, princess? Because you’re about to getexactlywhat you asked for.”

He hums his response, bobbing his head up and down as I slow my thrusts and wait for Thane to take charge. The Alpha sifts his hand into Preston’s hair, replacing mine before fucking into his mouth with ruthless abandon. I’d be worried if our Omega hadn’t hunted us down once and explainedexactlywhat he wanted from us almost three years ago.

It was both terrifying and delicious to watch the petite male curse us out for not fucking him hard enough.

I snort as Preston gags, his fingers digging into Thane’s waist, his head angled back by the Alpha’s grip in his hair. I restart my rhythm, keeping one hand on Preston’s waist as the other slides up his chest and gently grabs him around the neck.

Preston hums around my cousin’s cock, his throat flexing beneath my fingers as he starts to realize just what’s about to happen. “Breathe, princess. Focus on breathing.” My teeth find my bond mark by his ear, my tongue darting out to caress it. His hole clenches around me, threatening to end what little control I have left.

Thane’s pace doesn’t falter, his hips snapping forward ruthlessly just before he gives Preston a split second warning. The Omega’s already far gone, though, preparing himself as he widens his lips to take in the Alpha’s knot. He starts whimpering, jamming himself down on my cock to suck my knot inside of him. Watching him so needy for us has me giving in and filling him up, knot swelling inside his ass, as he takes Thane completely.

There’s a few seconds before Preston hums again, sticky warmth spilling over his thighs as he comes. The high of the moment starts to dissipate, Thane slowly letting go of Preston’s hair to caress his cheek. “Such a good boy, for us, aren’t you, baby?”

Preston hums a third time, unable to say anything until Thane’s knot comes down. Another voice pops up from the living room, reminding me that Preston isn’t the only dirty bastard in our pack. Our Beta leans over the edge, Malik grinning at the three of us tied together. “Our Omega’s a little slut for us, isn’t he?”

Preston nods, or tries to, his mouth still full. He groans and comes again, his body shuddering as he tries to wiggle on mylap, Thane cutting the movement off immediately. “Stay still,” he growls. “Or my knot won’t go down.”

Preston whines but obeys, his chest still heaving as he starts to relax between us. I keep sucking on his bond mark, my tongue tracing the raised skin, feeling him pulse around me. Fuck, I definitely needed this to get out of my head for a moment because we’re about to get stuck with our last Omega.

Wolfscorge promised us that we had one last job before we’d be released out into the world and it’s a job I tend to accomplish with flying colors. The problem is that something is off, our Omega is pregnant and we haven’t yet told the council, and I have absolutely no desire to have another person in this house aside from us four.

Call it territorial or some possessive ass bullshit, I might rip apart whichever Omega steps foot through that door.

A low grumble tumbles from me as Thane’s knot eases and he slips out of Preston’s mouth, our Omega leaning back against me with a sloppy, tired smile. “Didn’t think you were gonna knot my mouth, Alpha,” he rasps, his voice wrecked but a hint of smugness lingering at the edge of his words.

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