Page 37 of In Deep
“Tight but wet, always so wet.”
I come. For the third time I come, with Zane’s cock in my pussy, Duncan’s fingers on my clit, Zane’s hands on my tits, and Duncan’s mouth on my stomach.
“Good girl,” Zane moans as he comes straight after me, hot spend filling my pussy. Duncan lifts his eyes to watch my face as Zane’s knot locks into me and pain and pleasure pass over my features.
“Fuck,” he mutters, “fuck, he knotted your tight little pussy. And you took it, like a good omega should.”
I collapse against Zane, panting as, carefully, he carries me over to the bed.
Duncan remains on his knees on the floor.
“Alpha,” I call to him, inviting him to join us, and Zane purrs his approval. We both snuggle under the covers as Duncan stands and sheds his clothes.
I can’t help a little gasp when I see him naked. He’s fairer than Zane and the hair that covers his chest and trails down to his cock has an almost red glint to it. But he’s just as big, his body sculpted like Zane’s and his cock hanging heavy between his thighs.
“It seems you’re not the only one who’s big in this pack,” I whisper to Zane.
“Trust me,” he says, “it’s one thing we all have in common.”
Somewhat cautiously, Duncan approaches the bed. “Are you sure about this, Rosie?”
“Get in, Duncan,” Zane tells him. “She likes to cuddle after sex.” I blush a little. Zane seems to know me better than myself.
The other alpha climbs into the bed and scoots up close to me. His body is warm like Zane’s and lying pinned between the two of them, still knotted to Zane’s cock, feels safe and comforting. I rest my head on Duncan’s shoulder and he kisses the crown of my head affectionately, brushing the hair from my face.
“Are you sure you’re OK, Omega?” he asks. “With what just happened, I mean.”
“We’d never want you to do something you were uncomfortable with,” Zane adds. “We’d never force you to–”
“I know,” I say, confident that it’s the truth. While I know they have the alpha instinct to rut and knot me, to have me submit to their will, I also know they harbour instincts to protect and to care for me too. If I ever said no to them, they’d respect it.
“How did you all meet?” I ask as our breathing falls into sync and I rise and fall on Duncan’s chest in time to the press of Zane’s expanding chest behind me.
Duncan looks at Zane and then answers my question. “There were a lot of trials and training to earn our spot on the boat. We spent weeks together while we competed for our places. It was clear there was something between us. We clicked. We were already talking about forming our pack when they picked us for the team. I think it was inevitable. A group of four guys who work so well together, that are so in tune with one another, would always make the strongest team.”
“None of us have siblings. These guys are my brothers. In fact, it’s more than that, the bond is stronger,” Zane adds.
“Is it like a bond between an alpha and an omega?” I ask. The bond once activated is there for life, binding two people together irreversibly.
“I think it’s similar,” Zane says. “I believe I was fated to find my brothers and we’ll be together until the end of our days.”
Duncan nods and I suddenly feel like an intruder, trespassing onto something special and sacred. Something, however, that they’ve invited me into.
“And has there ever been an omega in your pack?”
Duncan’s eyes flick down to mine and Zane stiffens behind me.
“Aye,” Duncan says simply.
“Oh.”
Zane nuzzles against my gland as Duncan adds, “For about a year. It didn’t work out and she went her own way.”
“How long ago did she leave?”
“Six months.”
“Oh.” I say again. It seems so recent, but then I remember that this pack is a relatively new one. “How long has the pack been together?”
