I stand there watching Lena, waiting for her to say something.
Max and Gunnar shift restlessly behind me, anxious for her answer. Her eyes widen in surprise, and I see the color drain from her face the longer she stares at me.
Lena looks terrified, and it breaks my heart to see that expression. I don’t want to pressure her into doing something she doesn’t like, but I know that marking her is the best way to keep her safe.
Deep down, I know she’s mine. I always claim what’s mine.
Her mouth opens and closes as if she wants to say something. She struggles with the words, but when they don’t come, her eyes dart around the room.
It’s as though she’s searching for a way out, and I wonder if that has been her plan all along. She won’t kiss any of us on the mouth, and while she’s affectionate in other ways I’ve noticed she avoids being kissed or touched too intimately when we’re not having sex.
Everything is starting to make sense.
“I’m sorry,” she begins, her chest heaving in her sexy black dress. “Damon, as much fun as I’m having with all of you, I don’t feel ready for something as permanent as being marked just yet. It’s too much, too soon, and I don’t think I can handle it.”
Her words cut deeply, and I feel rejected to my core.
I don’t understand why she keeps pushing me away. Haven’t I done enough to show her how much I care? I don’t know what else to do, but I know I can’t let her go without a fight.
“Lena,” I groan, trying to rein in my patience. “I just want to protect you. When you wear my mark, no other alpha can touch you. It guarantees your safety. Please, I don’t under—”
“You have to understand that this is all so new to me,” she stops me, her voice soft, as if pleading with me. “I want to take my time and get to know each of you better. Why rush into that? We have all the time in the world.”
Sensing my disappointment, Max places a hand on my shoulder as if to tell me to stay calm with her.
“It’s okay,” Max says gently to Lena. “We understand.”
“Take as much time as you need,” Gunnar adds. “We will be waiting.”
Lena lets out a sigh of relief, and I turn my head away, trying to hide the disappointment that weighs heavily on my heart and soul. I only want Lena to be happy, and if it means putting my own selfish needs aside for now, then that’s what I’ll do.
“Let’s put on some different music,” Max suggests as he returns to the main room. The music shifts to soft jazz, and I extend my hand to Lena.
She looks at it quizzically, confused by my gesture.
“Dance with me,” I say quietly.
“You’re not mad at me?” she asks, her voice small.
“There’s no reason to be mad, beautiful,” I reply, and she smiles as I take her hand in mine. I pull her into my chest and gently sway to the music.
She’s so small, her head tucked perfectly under my chin as I hold her close. I love the feeling of her body against mine. Her soft warmth pressing against my rough edges makes me feel whole, like I’ve finally found the puzzle piece I didn’t know I was missing.
Despite my hurt feelings, I want her to know there’s no pressure.
I want her to relax and ease her mind. The more we dance, the more I can see that it’s working. Lena is giving in and allowing herself to enjoy the moment, closing her eyes and getting lost in the music and the sway of our bodies.
Lena
I half-expected the alphas to get angry with me, but this is much worse without knowing what’s going on in Damon’s mind.
Yet, for some reason, I still feel safe with him.
Damon is solid against me, warm and stable, and the feeling is comforting. We dance for a while, letting the music transport us to a place that’s just the two of us, and I sway against him.
I must be swaying a little too much because suddenly, I feel like I’m falling backward. I open my eyes, stumbling slightly as I regain my footing. Suddenly, breathless and a bit dizzy, I place a hand on Damon’s chest to steady myself as I try to catch my breath.
He grips my shoulders to hold me still.
“Lena?” Damon says in a panicked voice, his eyes roving frantically over my body. “Are you all right? What’s wrong, baby?”
“I’m okay, just a little lightheaded, that’s all,” I reply, resting my hand on his chest for support. “I’m just feeling a bit tired because of the pregnancy.”
“Okay, maybe you should lie down for a while,” he suggests, his body relaxing as he breathes a sigh of relief and leads me to the bed.
I sit, and he helps me take off my shoes and dress. Then he picks me up gently and places me in the middle of the bed before undressing. He lies down on my right side, kissing my forehead softly and rubbing soothing circles on my stomach.
All the alphas get naked and join us, Max on my left side and Gunnar at the bottom of the bed near my feet.
The three alphas begin to kiss and caress me slowly, taking their time to worship every inch of my skin with their mouths and hands. Their gentle touches arouse me, and soon enough, I’m writhing beneath them, desperate for more than the soft caresses they’re giving.
I squeeze my thighs together, trying to ease the ache forming between them. The plug is still deeply embedded in my ass.
“What’s wrong?” Gunnar teases, kissing his way up from my right calf to my thigh, then repeating his actions on the left. His teeth graze my skin ever so slightly, and I shudder at the sensation. It feels so good. “What’s got you so worked up, baby? I can smell your slick.”
“Can you take the plug out?” I whine, knowing he understands what I’ve been craving all day.
He chuckles darkly, slipping my panties down my legs and off before flipping me onto my stomach. He pulls my hips up until I’m kneeling on the bed, my face pressed into the duvet.
“Hmm, what do we have here?” he murmurs, pulling my ass cheeks apart. I feel my face heat with embarrassment, knowing that he can see the plug snugly seated inside me. The unfamiliar weight of it has kept me horny all day, but now that he’s looking directly at it, I can’t help but feel shy.
Damon and Max are kissing my neck while Gunnar twirls the plug inside me.
“Pink is definitely your color, baby,” he says, grabbing the base. “But now it’s time for something else to fill you up.”
He starts to pull slowly, dragging the plug out of me inch by torturous inch, and I gasp, my pussy fluttering at the sensation.
“Oh my god,” I moan as I feel slick escape from me. I’m embarrassed since every alpha in the room is watching, and I can hear their heavy breathing behind me. Gunnar tugs on the plug, and it comes out with a small pop.
I suddenly feel strangely empty without it.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Lena,” growls Gunnar, groaning with desire as he stares at my clenching asshole. I can feel his hot breath on my exposed hole as he nears it.
It’s quiet for only a moment before I feel his wide tongue on my backside, licking me from pussy to ass. He pants loudly as he licks around my asshole in vigorous strokes like it’s his last meal. My face turns red with shame, but I’m turned on, unable to believe how incredible this feels.
“Fuck,” groans Damon, and I turn my head to see him leisurely stroking his cock while pre-cum leaks from the tip.
I know Max is also pleasuring himself from the sounds to my left.
“I know how much you like to be watched, dirty girl,” Gunnar rumbles from behind me. “Look how hard Damon and Max are. They can’t stop themselves from jacking off while they watch me eat your ass out.”
“Very true. She looks so sexy lying on her stomach, and all spread out for her pack to enjoy,” Damon growls. “I love seeing how wet her pretty pink pussy gets when you lick her ass.”
“I’d love to see Gunnar knot her in the ass. You’d love that, wouldn’t you, Lena?” says Max, addressing me.
“I think so,” I squeak, burying my face into the pillow.
Arousal and embarrassment war within me, but arousal ultimately wins as I feel more slick drip down my thighs from my pussy. I shake my hips, wiggling my ass in Gunnar’s face impatiently as he continues to tease me, kissing each ass cheek gently and teasing the opening of my asshole with his fingers.
“Hurry up!” I whine crossly. I’m so fucking horny, and Gunnar keeps messing around, taunting me.
His hand cracks down on my ass, the sting reverberating through me.
“Ow!” I yell, my ass cheeks stinging which only makes me hornier.
“Have patience, little omega,” Gunnar growls, “or else you won’t get what you want.”
“But Gunnar—” I whine, needing his knot immediately after being teased all day. His wide palm smacks me on my upper thighs, and I cry out.
“Her ass is so beautiful,” murmurs Max.
“Enough,” he snarls, rubbing the sting away. “Apologize, or else you’ll get another.”
I bite my lip, unwilling to apologize, but then I think of his thick cock knotting me and change my mind. Fine, I’ll play by his rules.
“I’m sorry, Alpha,” I whimper.
“Exactly,” he says and squeezes my ass cheeks. My pussy is tingling, dripping, and soaked in slick.
“Our sweet omega looks like she’s enjoying this far too much. Look how her delicious pink pussy looks. It’s practically covered in slick,” Damon chuckles. His fingers brush against my clit, and I jump, desperate for release. “This is a sight I like to see.”
“Oh, she’ll learn soon enough when I knot this sweet ass,” Gunnar says, and I lick my lips in anticipation.
Ever so slowly, inch by inch, Gunnar pushes his thick cock into my asshole, stretching me wide.
“Oof,” I gasp into the pillow as he continues to push inside of me.
“Can you take it, omega?”
“Yes! Keep going.”
The feeling is indescribable, but I’m desperate for so much more. I need him to fuck me, to rut me until I’m coming on his cock, and he’s spilling his load deep inside me.
“All the way in,” he groans when he pushes his entire length into my ass.
“Gunnar, please,” I beg, moving my hips. “I need you to fuck me.”
He grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls my head up.
“As you wish, baby,” he growls, then pulls out and slams back in again.
I scream, both surprised and pleased, as he begins to move, setting a punishing rhythm as he pounds into my ass. My thighs shake, and Damon and Max hold them open for Gunnar to get deeper between my cheeks.
“Oh fuck. Oh my god,” I moan, my pussy spasming on nothing while Gunnar continues to rut me. I reach between my legs to rub my clit, desperate for some extra friction to help me come, but Damon pushes my hand aside.
“Let me do that for you, princess,” he murmurs in my ear, nibbling it gently. “Let me play with that pretty cunt.”
His fingers find my swollen nub with ease, and I groan as he starts to touch me, my orgasm building in the best way. Max reaches under me and begins to play with my nipples, flicking and pinching them over the fabric of my bra. Between the three of them, my skin sizzles with electricity. I’m so close, and I need it more than I need my next breath. The pleasure crescendos until I’m pulsing, ecstasy racing down my spine and culminating in my pussy.
“Oh, I’m coming!” I scream, my hips bucking wildly. Tears stream down my face, and I’m pretty sure I’ve never had such an intense orgasm in my life.
Gunnar keeps pounding into me. He’s fucking me brutally, grunting harshly, and squeezing my ass cheeks. He keeps me spread wide while I take his cock.
“You were made to take my cock in your ass,” he snarls. “Such a good fucking omega.”
I cry out as Damon continues to play with my clit, eventually sliding two fingers into my soaked pussy. He finger-fucks me in time with Gunnar’s thrusts, and soon enough, I’m coming for a second time, spasming on Damon’s fingers.
I feel the base of Gunnar’s cock begin to swell as he speeds up, then stills, groaning loudly as he shoots ropes of hot cum deep in my ass.
He’s knotted snugly against me, and he’s not going anywhere.
I sink onto the bed, exhausted but satisfied. If this is our last time together, it’s certainly one hell of a way to say goodbye.
