Page 110 of The Heat of Us

Her hand wound around my cock. “Less praise, more fucking,” she demanded.

I was guiding her on top of me when Ben stopped her. “Turn around, gorgeous, and sit on his lap. Give him the best view of his life.”

The woven texture of the nest wall scratched against the heated skin of my back. Hazel and Ben were wrapped up in each other, tongues entwined. But she had one hand between us, notching my cock at her entrance as she sank down.

“If this is your plan to make me come before she does…” I lost my train of thought entirely as Hazel began bouncing on my cock. “Then…it might work, goddamn, this ass looks good.” I slapped her hard several times, leaving it pink and trembling.

Ben’s head dipped down to where Hazel and I were joined.

“What are you doing?” I asked him suspiciously.

He looked at me like I was an idiot. “What does it look like I’m doing?”

“Ben. Oh my god,” Hazel cried out suddenly.

Fucking hell, he was licking her clit while I was knot-deep inside her. She let out a tight scream and her pussy instantly tightened around me. I felt my balls contract, my dick pulsing and ready to explode.

Don’t come. Do not fucking come for the love of god.

“Her orgasm still counts as mine,” I forced out between my teeth. I thrust up into her pointedly and Hazel moaned my name.

Ben’s words were muffled. “Of course.”

I gripped her hips and worked myself up to a punishing hard pace. At first she was able to hold herself up somewhat but with Ben and I both overwhelming her, she didn’t have a chance. She eventually lay back on top of me, her body loose and twitching slightly. I pressed my nose into her neck and got a hit of her sated, blissed-out scent. It was like sunshine on her skin. Little white petals opened, bright and welcoming.

“I’m going to give you my knot, baby,” I said low in her ear. “And you’re going to sleep so good with it stuffed inside you.”

“Yes, Remy,” she breathed.

I might have left bruises on her tits as I pulled her down, feeling her stretch to take my knot. Hazel climaxed hard, all over my cock and I had to admit, on Ben’s tongue as well. I groaned deep in my chest, the building pressure finally erupting as I unloaded inside her.

She was already asleep and stayed that way as I rolled us into a spooning position. Ben and I didn’t talk. I just lay there, closed my eyes and stroked her sweat-dampened skin.

Eventually my knot went down. I felt my soft cock slip out of her, followed by a streak of cum and slick. Hazel continued to sleep, her breasts rising and falling steadily.

Ben and I made eye contact, the atmosphere in the nest turning dark. We’d both been waiting for this, our alphas feral for it.

His turn now. Mine later.

We carefully turned her onto her back and he positioned himself between her spread legs. He used the tip of his cock to collect the mess that had dripped out of her and slowly pushed it back into her pussy.

Hazel didn’t make a sound.

So fucking hot.

I didn’t even care that someone else was fucking my omega. It wasn’t like it was some stranger — it was Ben. Pack. And he was fucking my cum back into her so why would I be mad about that?

I couldn’t tear my eyes away as he drove into her with long, slow strokes. My breath was caught in my throat as I wondered when she would wake up and if she was going to come like this. I was throbbing, ready to go again just from watching her being used.

Hazel woke up right before she started to come.

“Oh my god, I’m—”

“Shh.”

Ben swallowed her cries as he knotted her savagely with a single hard thrust, her reddened pussy distending to take him.

“Go back to sleep, sweetness.” Right back to being all tender again. Little pecks on her face and smoothing back her hair as her eyes drifted shut again.

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