“I should—”

“No, you should fuck me. Now. Hard. Fucking damn it, I need more. I’m not made of glass!”

Izzy shifts her hips, pushing herself onto both of us.

Her back bows the first time she does it, but her body takes control.

Izzy rides us both, her hips slapping against Vin’s pelvis and her thighs clapping against mine.

“Yes,” she moans. “Yes, yes, yes.”

“Should I fill this pussy with my cum?” I rumble, fully letting my alpha intonation out.

Nails dig into my shoulder, so I do it again.

“Gonna knot you, but only if you can please all three of us.”

I lean back on my elbows to make space for Trick. He kneels to our side while patiently waiting for us to have our time with her. She leans over and hooks an arm around my neck for balance.

Izzy blows Trick while she hangs from my neck and Vin and I thrust into her. My movements aren’t that big, but I’m sunk deep so every drag is mind-numbing.

The three of us find a cadence together that builds the longer it goes on.

Strangled sobs come from our omega by the time the three of us agree we’ve reached an end.

I grab the fingertip vibe from the bed beside us and wait for the right moment.

With my signal, Vin’s thrusts become frantic and Trick uses his hand on her chin to make full use of her mouth.

When I force her pussy down over my knot, stars burst in my vision and the room spins.

The vibe barely touches her clit before she’s imploding around us.

Izzy screams on Trick’s cock as Vin comes hard and I quickly follow.

My world breaks apart and resets with pieces of them filling the cracks.

I will never come back from this.

She’s wiping Trick’s cum from the corner of her mouth with a finger when I come back to consciousness.

And like the good girl she is, she licks him clean when she’s done.

The days that follow are some of the best of my life.

We spend all day lounged in Izzy’s room. She refuses to leave and doesn’t like us to either, so one of us has to sneak out while she’s asleep for food.

I’m pretty sure we’ve set an international orgasm record.

Izzy is insatiable. I wake up more than once with my cock in her mouth as a precursor to her riding me to a finish.

My body actually hurts. I don’t think I can produce any more cum for her.

Trick and Vin won’t admit it, but I know they feel the same.

We’re all exhausted in the best possible way.

We’ve had her in every position imaginable and still she comes back for more.