Page 73 of Pack Plus Three

“Just a quick taste.” He grinned up at me before lowering his mouth and sucking on my clit. Hard.

An almost inhuman shout escaped my chest as my body bowed at the sensation of a thousand electric sparks running through my body. Devon wasn't gentle in his ministrations. He was demanding, licking and sucking, his fingers finding my entrance and sliding in to roughly scrape over my G-spot.

“I’m g-gonna . . .” I started to stammer.

Devon looked up at me with a smirk before pulling his hands out, leaving me to whine at the loss. I'd been so close. Why did he stop? I was about to sit up and physically claw at him to finish what he’d started when he spoke. “If you're going to finish, it's going to be on my cock,” he declared, kneeling in front of me and lining himself up.

Oh.

Yes.

That was an acceptable reason to stop.

Devon didn't make me beg or wait. He pushed forward with one slow, powerful thrust until he was buried completely in me. He was so large, parts of my inner walls that had never been touched were now being stretched and glided over.

Before Jeremy, I had no idea that sex could feel this good, and I had thought that, with him, it was a fluke or one-off. Cole had been a selfish lover, and his junk had left something to be desired.

But Devon’s cock felt just as amazing as Jeremy’s.

“I’ve never felt a pussy so perfect.” He groaned, throwing his head back. I would have happily stayed in that position, my legs in his arms over the edge of the sofa, him on his knees in front of me, buried in me so deeply that I knew my hips would be feeling it for days.

Before he could rear back and thrust in a second time, I was coming from the intensity of my pussy being stretched over his cock. My entire body spasmed as I rode every wave of pleasure, babbling to myself, almost sobbing with the sheer force of my orgasm.

On their own, both Jeremy and Devon had given me mind-blowing orgasms that had left me sobbing with pleasure. If they really did want to share me at the same time, I doubted I would survive. The two of them together would be lethal.

As my orgasm eased, but didn’t stop, Devon started moving, and I lost all sense of reason. Every brush of his cock against my inner walls sent me hurtling to new heights. I clawed at the couch beneath me as I howled with need. How long could I possibly come for? It felt never ending.

Every thrust stretched my walls, pushing against them, demanding more. I was open, exposed, but I wasn't self-conscious. Devon’s eyes were filled with nothing but pure molten heat, like I was having the same impact on him that he was having on me.

“Such a good little omega, taking my cock so nicely, like you were built for me. Coming on my cock so beautifully.” Devon hummed, his fingers grazing over my clit, never stopping his thrusts.

“Fuck, Dev, it’s so good,” I cried.

“Now I’ve had a taste of this sweet pussy, I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to stop,” he panted. “Going to want to fuck you constantly, omega. In the shower, over the kitchen counter, it's going to be so hard to resist the urge to just walk up to you, rid you of your panties, and bury my cock in this sweet cunt.”

“Fuck. More. More. More,” I chanted softly, throwing my head back as my body felt strung tight, like it was going to explode.

Every sensation was so damn intense that part of me worried that, if he did indeed give me more, it would irrevocably destroy me.

What a way to go, though.

“You’re going to come, omega,” Devon growled, his fingers speeding up on my clit.

“Too much,” I babbled, desperately trying to suck in a lungful of air.

“You can do it, omega,” he cooed, increasing his thrusts to an almost punishing pace.

“I’m gonna . . .”

“Not until I say.” After a too-long pause, he added, “On the count of three?”

My entire body shook. How on earth was I meant to be able to wait?

“One.”

My body shook, the tightness in my core almost painful. I needed to come. Needed it more than I needed air. The couch probably had several rips from my nails digging into the seats as I thrashed around.

“Two.”