I tried. I really tried.
But the feeling of Damon’s hot alpha body pressing against my ass is turning me on.
He’s huge and hard, and my pussy clenches at the memory of him inside me, stretching me to my limit. My mouth waters as I glance at Gunnar- I can tell from the look on his face that he’s going to knot my ass.
My asshole tingles in sync with my pussy, and I can’t help but rub myself harder against Damon.
I want them both inside me.
I always feel hypersexual around the alphas, but this time, it feels different. My mind is fuzzy, and I know the pain medication I took at the hospital has weakened my inhibitions.
I’m desperate to have two thick cocks filling me this moment. I can sense their desperation, too, because of how hard they are.
Damon wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me tightly against him while using his other hand to rub my pussy over the front of my leggings.
It feels so good, and I whine in pleasure as I rock my hips in sync with his movements. He chuckles darkly in my ear, nipping my earlobe with his teeth.
“You’re such a needy thing, aren’t you?” he rumbles, his chest vibrating against my back. “Your sweet pussy is dripping for us.”
Gunnar approaches slowly, a wild look in his eyes as he rakes his gaze down my body, stopping at the wet patch between my legs.
“Mm, you look so juicy, baby,” he groans. “So ripe and ready to be eaten.”
I feel Damon nod behind me. “Go ahead, Gunnar,” he says. “You do the honors.”
Gunnar grins, winking at me before shifting into his wolf form.
My breath catches in my throat when he approaches and rips my leggings down my legs with his teeth. The sound of fabric ripping echoes through the giant penthouse, making my pussy throb.
I bite my lower lip as Gunnar gives me a wolfish smirk before grabbing my panties in his teeth and tearing them off as well. I’m horny for him, and my pussy clenches immediately when the cool air hits me. Drool drips from the corners of his mouth as he tastes the slick from my panties, and I blush.
“Spread your legs for him, sweetheart,” Damon says, gently prying my legs apart with one foot. He’s careful with my ankle, ensuring I keep all my weight on him while I stand in front of him, legs wide open, with my pussy on full display for Gunnar.
I know I should feel embarrassed or ashamed to be in this situation with them, but all I feel is an overwhelming horniness that makes it hard to think straight. Damon is a solid wall of muscle behind me, keeping me in place, while Gunnar looks at me and licks his lips as if I’m his last meal.
I grip Damon’s forearms for balance as Gunnar shoves his nose between my legs. He sniffs, growling deeply, and then licks my pussy in one long swipe with his massive werewolf tongue.
I cry out from the sensation. His tongue is rough and firm, licking from my asshole to my clit. I’ve never felt anything like this before, but the strangeness doesn’t stop me from shuddering under his tongue, desperate to come on his face.
“Oh god,” I groan as he tastes my pussy.
“Such a good girl,” Damon murmurs, spreading my ass cheeks. “Does it feel good to have Gunnar licking your pussy like this?”
I nod, sucking in a sharp breath when I feel Damon’s finger at my anus.
“Oh!”
“Relax, baby,” he says, coating my asshole with my juices. “Just relax and let go.”
He squeezes my ass, and just then, Gunnar shoves his tongue deep into my pussy. I scream, pleasure pulsing through me, and he shifts back into human form, his head still between my legs. I stare down at him, my heart racing, and his steel-gray eyes look back at me with pure lust.
Damon pulls my shirt up and over my bra, then tugs it down until my breasts spill out of the cups. My nipples are hard, and he groans at the sight, taking one between his fingers and pinching it.
I moan, the sting of pain shooting straight to my clit.
“I fucking love your tits, baby,” he says, wetting a finger in his mouth before rubbing it around the hard nub. “Your tits are so perfect that I want to shove my cock between them and fuck them.”
My pussy clenches at his words. The thought of him fucking me in that way makes me even wetter and more excited.
“Our sweet omega likes it when we talk dirty to her,” says Gunnar, coming up for air, his lips shiny from my juices. “Look how fucking soaked it makes her pretty cunt.”
He dips his head again and licks along my pussy folds, making me moan.
“Oh, Gunnar,” I shout when he swirls my clit around and around with his tongue.
“Let me clean this up for you,” he mumbles against my swollen clit. “I want you to make a mess all over my face.”
I gasp when he lifts my leg with the sprained ankle over his shoulder, giving him better access to my pussy.
“Hmm, the doctor did say to keep your leg elevated,” Damon chuckles when he sees what Gunnar is doing.
My giggle turns into a moan when he starts playing with my nipples again, pinching and pulling them away from my body, making them even harder.
Between the two alphas, I feel an orgasm building from deep within my core.
With one hard suck on my clit and a well-timed tug on my now-oversensitive nipples, my orgasm crashes into me, and I scream out my pleasure, soaking Gunnar’s face in my slick.
My legs start to shake, but he continues to lick me, only pulling away when I beg him to stop.
“I love your juices, baby,” Gunnar says. “I can’t get enough of your taste, sweet thing.”
I feel weak after my intense orgasm, but Damon doesn’t allow me to rest for long when he turns me around to face him.
In one swift move, he picks me up, strides over to the nearest couch, and sits down, straddling me across his thighs.
“I want you to ride me, baby,” he says, lifting me so that I’m hovering over his cock. He aligns himself with my entrance. “Is your ankle okay like this?”
I nod, adjusting myself for comfort.
“I’m perfectly fine,” I say as he positions me over his cock. I’m nearly drooling, wanting him inside me as soon as possible.
“Good,” he replies, and without warning, he slams me down onto his stiff length, my mouth popping open in surprise.
“Oh god!” I scream, feeling his length moving inside of me. No matter how wet and ready I am, Damon’s cock always fills me to the brim, pleasuring me to the point of pain. He groans as he feels my tight heat sink down on him, his eyes smoldering as he gazes at my bouncing breasts.
“You’re so fucking tight,” grunts Damon, shoving more of himself into my pussy.
Suddenly, I feel my ass cheeks being spread and look back to see Gunnar behind me, a look of total concentration on his face as he rubs his finger around my asshole.
“I’m going to fuck this delicious little rosebud,” he growls, spitting onto my sphincter to lube the area.
My heart races with anticipation as I feel slick slowly seeping out from my ass, the hornier I become.
Damon fucks me leisurely, slowly thrusting in and out of my pussy while Gunnar teases my back entrance, finally pushing a finger into my ass when he’s gotten it nice and wet.
“Oh fuck,” I moan, my pussy clenching involuntarily around Damon’s cock. My fingers tighten around his forearms, and I lean forward, allowing Gunnar to have better access to my ass.
“Do you like what he’s doing to your ass?” Damon growls, his dark eyes intense as he lifts me up and back down onto his giant cock.
“Uh-huh,” I whimper, rocking my hips so that I can feel him deeper inside me.
“Greedy girl,” Gunnar snarls, slapping my ass. It stings, but I enjoy the sensation and release another gush of wetness from my pussy and ass. I’m so fucking horny that I can feel the slick dripping from my anus and probably onto their beautiful couch.
“Your couch is going to be messed up,” I say worriedly as Damon takes my breath away, shoving me onto his cock again.
“That can be replaced,” growls Damon, pushing his mouth against my hair. “But you can never be replaced.”
Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would find myself here again, but I can’t imagine being anywhere else but between these two gorgeous alphas.
Gunnar groans when he sees the mess I’m making on Damon’s cock and the couch as I squirt everywhere.
“I think our sweet girl is ready for a big fat cock in her ass,” he says hungrily. “Isn’t that right, baby?”
“Oh God, please,” I beg, squirming on Damon’s lap.
He stops fucking me for a moment and spreads my ass again, giving Gunnar the all-clear.
“Go ahead, Gunnar. Stuff her tight little hole. I want her to feel the two of us pumping her together.”
Gunnar slowly slides his cock into my asshole, nudging the tip inside first, making me moan in pleasure. I stiffen a little when he pushes more of him inside me.
“Relax for me, Lena,” he commands. “Your asshole is a little tense. There’s plenty of slick seeping out, so I know you’re not in pain.”
“It’s not painful. I’m just not used to it,” I say, squirming from the uncomfortable sensation of him penetrating me from behind. “Oh!”
He pushes the rest of his huge cock inside of me with a low growl while biting my ear.
“So good,” Gunnar groans, and I’m overcome with a wave of pleasure, feeling both alphas stuffed inside of me. “Such a greedy little omega, aren’t you? You’re clenching so tight, not wanting to let us go.”
It was true. A part of me has craved to be sandwiched between the two of them, letting them fuck and knot me senseless.
Damon lifts me by the hips using his alpha strength, picking me up and shoving me onto their waiting cocks. Then they start to move in tandem, thrusting into me with rhythm as I grip Damon’s forearms, his white shirt drenched in sweat.
“I want to see your muscles,” I say to Damon, and he immediately rips off his shirt with a growl, making me smile.
My holes are stretched to the brim, and I can only writhe against Damon’s chest as they wring every inch of pleasure from my body.
They can do whatever they want to me at this moment. I want it.
“Beautiful,” says Damon, staring at my face as I moan from the intensity of them stretching me. I want to feel their knots soon so I can be stretched even more. “It’s like your body was made just for us.”
“Such a good girl,” mutters Gunnar. “I’m going to knot in your ass and watch my cum drip down into your pussy tonight. Imagine if you lived with us- you’ll get this every moment of every day.”
Their dirty words of pleasure spur me higher, and just when I think I can’t take it anymore, I orgasm for the second time, crying out my release as I clench tightly around their cocks.
Gunnar speeds up his pace, slamming into me until he stills, grunting his pleasure into my ear. Damon follows not long after, filling me with so much cum that I feel some of it leak out and drip down onto Damon’s thighs.
I slump onto Damon’s chest, languid and wrung out.
“Your poor couch,” I mumble, and his chest rumbles with laughter beneath me.
“It’s okay. It’s nothing that can’t be cleaned.”
Thirty minutes later, a companionable silence falls over us, and I can feel I’m on the verge of falling asleep when a strange noise sounds from the front door.
“Is that Max?” I ask, sitting up between Damon and Gunnar. Damon quickly pauses the movie we were watching on low volume.
Damon and Gunnar glance at each other, making me nervous.
The noise sounds again, and Damon puts a finger over his lips, indicating to keep quiet. It sounds like someone was trying to turn the knob to the front door, but I saw an access pad on the way inside and assumed it locked automatically when the door closed behind us.
“I’m going to check it out,” Damon says quietly. He stands and dresses again, checking the living room windows before heading outside.
“It’s not Max,” says Gunnar in reply to my question, his body stiff with alarm. “Can’t scent him.”
Damon returns after a few minutes, looking confused but not all that alarmed.
“There wasn’t anything,” he still looking alarmed. “I will check the outside. Keep an eye on her, Gunnar. Make sure she doesn’t run away.”
“Excuse me?” I say indignantly.
Gunnar, sensing my anxiety, pulls me closer and kisses the top of my head. “Hey, it’s all right, Lena. You’re safe here with us. Even if anyone did manage to break in, they’ll need to go through me. And do I look measly and small to you?”
He flexes his arms, and I smile as I touch his biceps.
“It could be a little bigger,” I say sarcastically, and he growls as he scoops me off the couch in one swoop.
“It’s time for your bath, little omega,” he mutters, sounding miffed that I didn’t play along, and I smile to myself.
Gunnar carries me to the main bathroom just off the living room, where a beautiful clawfoot tub sits in the middle. He turns the taps on full, adds some bubble bath, and fills the tub about three-quarters of the way. After checking to make sure the temperature is just right, he removes the bandages from my sprained ankle and then lifts me into the bath.
Even though I plan to leave eventually, I need to get clean.
I moan as I sink into the water, the heat and bubbles easing the aches in my muscles.
“Mhm,” I sigh, closing my eyes and tipping my head to rest it on the back of the tub. Gunnar doesn’t say anything, and when I open my eyes to see if he’s still in the bathroom, I find him watching me with an intense look in those steel-gray eyes. “What?”
I instantly feel self-conscious about the way he’s looking at me.
“You sound so fucking sexy when you moan,” he says, and I feel my face heat from his praise. Gunnar grabs a loofah, dips it in the water, and begins to wash me. I relax further into the water as he swipes the loofah over me in long, slow strokes around each breast. “Such beautiful tits.”
I close my eyes, relaxing back against the tub.
But suddenly, I feel something long and hot being pressed in the middle of my chest.
“What the…?” I open my eyes in alarm, seeing Gunnar’s cock placed right between my boobs.
“Squeeze your tits around me, babe,” he says huskily. I’m shocked to see that he’s now standing in the water, completely naked, with me. He rubs my shoulders with the loofah as I press a palm against my breasts, squeezing tight around his heavy cock.
Squeezing harder, I watch as his pre-cum slides down my chest, disappearing into the water.
“Do you like it like this?” I ask him.
“Enough,” he says, and my cheeks heat with embarrassment when he pulls himself away and steps out of the tub.
Did I mess it up for him in some way? I’m confused, but I don’t want to show it as he aggressively reaches between my legs in the water, spreading them apart.
His feral alpha side is taking over as he rubs my pussy with the loofah with fast, hard strokes. His breathing is heavy, and I’m getting a little worried.
“Why are you quiet?” I ask him in a squeaky voice as he drops the loofah and inserts two fingers into my pussy. “Are you mad at me or something?”
“You’re not leaving me. You’re my omega. Our omega,” he says, pushing his fingers deep inside of me to prove a point.
“Oh, moons,” I moan, my head falling back against his muscular arms as he penetrates me deeper and deeper.
“Say you won’t leave me,” he growls, and my heart beats faster when I hear the possessiveness in his tone.
“I won’t,” I gasp, and he kisses my neck deeply as he withdraws his fingers from my aching hole. I have no idea why I’m promising him this when I vowed never to be with another pack. “I’ll at least give it a few days. To give you a chance.”
“I won’t disappoint you. I promise you, babe,” he says eagerly. He lifts me out of the water and sets me gently onto the tiled floor as he grabs a towel. “Just give us a chance.”
Once I’m dry, he carries me into one of the bedrooms and lays me gently on the bed, grabbing a bottle of lotion and squirting some onto his hand.
He begins to rub it into my skin, massaging me as he does so.
I allow myself to relax into the mattress, grateful for all the pampering I’m receiving. My old pack never did anything like this for me, and the difference between the alphas is striking.
The smell of mango-peach lotion fills the air. Gunnar’s touch turns me on, and I can feel my pussy getting wet as his hands softly squeeze my thighs, making them jiggle while I lay on my back.
“I can smell your sweet pussy,” he growls, looking up at me. There’s a fire in his eyes that only makes me feel hotter. “Is my touch making you feel good, sweet girl?”
I nod, not breaking eye contact with him. “Yes.”
“Then why don’t you spread your legs and let me taste you again?”
Spreading my legs willingly for him while not in heat scares me that I still want him. Dipping his head between my thighs, he’s already licking me- his tongue on my pussy.
He licks around my opening, sucking on my clit before pushing two fingers inside me.
“Oh, Gunnar,” I cry out, grinding myself onto his hand so his fingers could go even deeper. He blows on my clit to heighten the sensation.
“You’re enjoying this too much, baby,” he growls excitedly. “You need me to make you cum. Don’t you, sweet Lena?”
“Yes!” I cry, arching my back when he curls his fingers up and hits my G-spot, making me see stars. “I need it. I need it so bad.”
“You need it, huh? Well then, I guess I’d better give it to you.”
He lowers his head and sucks my clit with his mouth, his fingers pumping into me furiously as he drives me closer and closer to orgasm. It doesn’t take me long until I shatter, coming hard on his hand and screaming his name. He draws my orgasm out, continuing to lick and suck my clit while he fingers me until I can’t take it anymore and push his head away.
“No more,” I beg. “It’s too much.”
“Mmm, but you taste so delicious. I want every drop.”
I watch him suck my juices off his fingers through half-lidded eyes, relaxed and sleepy from being thoroughly fucked and cared for. He smiles when he’s done, rebandaging my ankle and draping a comforter over my naked body.
“Sleep now, love,” he murmurs, kissing my forehead. “We’ll all be here when you wake up.”
