Page 48 of A Pack of Honey
"But if I don't say stop, I don't want to stop." My eyes meet his, and I swear his go blacker. He swallows and nods.
"Looks like you won, Hunt," Cole says, too low and grave to be casual.
Hunt can only snarl in response. With a nod from our alpha, he stalks toward me. I haul myself to my feet and spin on my heel intending to flee again. I have no doubt Cole can follow us to do his alpha protector thing, but Luca is stepping out of the shadows nearby before I get two steps. Then Jess across from him. They have me boxed in on three sides.
Hunt and Luca both press forward at the same time. Trapping one arm on my left side against Hunt's body and the other trapped by Luca. They both wrap their arms around me. One of Hunt's hands comes to cup the back of my head and yanks lightly against my hair. Luca's left-hand plays circles into my stomach and around the hem of my pants. Jess is the only one left, stalking forward like a man possessed. Just when I think he's going to press into me like Hunt and Luca, he drops to his knees instead.
He doesn't even remove my pants as he immediately lunges forward and licks and bites at my center through my leggings. I'm so slick at this point, I'm sure my pants are soaked with my arousal. His tongue plays against my clit through the fabric, and it's both filthy and mind-numbingly hot. I string my hands into his hair to pull him closer, and he obliges. For a moment, I think I'll orgasm just from this. But then he pulls back and grabs my leggings, pulling them down with bruising force.
I perfume. The fact that these men have lost control over me makes me feel both vulnerable and powerful. Knowing that with the snap of my fingers, Cole would call them all back, and they would be forced to obey.
I push on the broad walls of Hunt's and Luca's chests, but they may as well be stone. Hunt reaches down between my thighs, and a snarl rips from Jess. Angry with Hunt for trying to take his new possession—my pussy.
Cole's at our sides in a flash. Rut can be a dangerous thing. Not just for the omega, but for the alphas. If a strong, dominant alpha isn't present and in control, the alphas could devolve into fistfights. More than a few accidental homicides have happened that way.
He grasps the back of Jess's neck. The two alphas snarl at each other, but Jess eventually submits.
"Hunt will get her sweet, wet pussy. He won that." Cole meets my eyes. A question in them that I inherently understand. I nod. "But I'm sure our omega can take more than one…"
Jess's eyes flare.
"You wanna take that sweet ass?" Cole asks.
Jess only growls in response. He's too lost in his alpha to make words.
"Lay down, Hunt," Cole barks.
Hunt lies in the downy moss and dirt of the forest floor. His clean scent mixes with the wild wood in a delectable way. On his back, he unbuttons his pants and shucks them down, his cock bobbing free. Then he grabs my calves, and I squeak as his rough hands jerk me to my knees on top of him. Before I can even position myself, Jess is at my back, his chest pressed against me. I expect him to immediately try to take my ass. But instead, he grabs my hips and positions me above Hunt.
When I look back at him and into his eyes, they're darting between Hunt and me, clearly relishing the sight of both of ustogether. Just like that day in the kitchen. He lifts me up slightly, and when he lowers me down, I'm impaled on thick, dark cock. I moan and throw my head back on Jess's shoulder. Jess's eyes never leave the place where Hunt's cock is working into me in hot, deliberate thrusts. It's almost too much stimulation. My center coils tighter and tighter.
"You're taking that rutting cock so well," Cole praises, and the timber of his voice mixed with the cock pounding into me leaves me spiraling over the edge. But just because I found release doesn't mean we're done. I fall forward onto Hunt's chest as his cock fills me over and over, never-ending.
Hunt
Sunnycollapsesontomychest, but I can't stop. My alpha is driving everything about me right now, and I'm just along for the ride.
"Slow." Cole's bark hits me like an electric shock, and I slow. Jess hovers over my Bumblebee's shoulder. His piercing eyes take us both in. He moves behind her, and I know he's lining himself up. His massive length pushes against mine through the thin wall of her slick core, and it about wrecks me. It takes all my strength not to blow my load. I ball my fists at her sides and clench my jaw to gain some semblance of control.
Sunny lifts her head, catches my eye, and winks. Cheeky, bratty Bee. Jess swoops down and flashes teeth. Shit. But I move too slowly. Cole doesn't, though. He covers Sunny's entire neck with his hand before Jess can strike.
"No biting! No bonding!" Cole barks, and it is a full-throated command, leaving Jess blinking, almost knocked clean out of his rut.
"Not yet," Cole clarifies when Sunny looks at him with a slightly dejected expression. "Take her."
This bark is lighter, and it sets Jess back in motion. This time, he's a little more aware of what he's doing. He adds more of his length with every thrust. At first, I think he's too consumed in his rut to notice anything but her. But as he thrusts, he reaches around and between Sunny and me to run a hand down my abs. My balls tighten. His hand continues lower until his fingers circle my cock where it's thrusting in and out of Sunny. I look down, and his thumb is rubbing her clit. All while he continues to rock into her.
I can feel exactly when he bottoms out. He exchanges a look with me, and I nod. He pulls out to the tip. She keens and whimpers, trying to get the fullness back. Then he thrusts back in at the same time that I pull out of her pussy. She gasps, and it's almost a scream. I slam in this time as Jess pulls out. We work in a steady but pounding rhythm. Sunny above me, mewling and moaning the whole time.
"Please! Jesus—fuck—god. Hunt, Jess!" Her incoherent mumbling continues.
"What a good fucking omega, taking two alpha cocks at once. Letting us rut into you and fill your holes." I don't know how Jess can talk. Probably the alpha bark from Cole. I definitely can't manage it. My alpha only understands that he needs to fuck this omega until both of us come.
Where is Luca?
That question is answered quickly when a shadow steps up beside us. He's big and, from what I can tell, completely naked.
"Open," Luca barks.
