Page 113 of Packed Up In Vegas

I licked the space above Diego’s bite and set my teeth against her skin, shaking with the effort not to tear into it. Her fingers curled in my hair, the soft press a silent encouragement.

I bit down until I broke the skin, and Callie convulsed in my arms with a cry of pleasure before her teeth sank into my throat in turn. Pleasure hit me like a truck, my body tensing and my cock emptying into the bathwater. The brilliant light of her exploded in my chest, and I couldn’t help but feel like an idiot for having been afraid of this. All that sweet affection washed over me like waves on the shore, leaving me smooth, all the sharpest edges of my worry smoothed away in the wake of her.

All the warmth of Callie, and the delicate tendrils of the rest of my pack reaching out poured into me, the five points snapping into place, a constellation connected like it was always meant to be. I was complete, at peace in a way that made me never want to move from this spot.

Callie licked my throat, sending shivers through me. Her purr was like a buzzsaw.

Kai appeared in the doorway, an anxious Diego and Miles on his heels.

“Welcome to the pack 2.0,” Kai said with a grin. “Are you gonna go into a rut too?”

“I feel in control at the moment.”

“Good. We should still get back out there, though, just in case. If you’re going to rock Callie’s world, the audience will want to see it.”

Kai helped extract her from the bath, and the five of us tumbled back out onto the stage while the audience was getting settled. Desire pounded like a drum through my body as Callie slipped into another heat spike.

“Fucking hell.” I tried to breathe through the surge that came through the bond, but there was no helping it. I descended on Callie instantly. The water had washed most of her slick away, but the spike brought more, easing my way into her. She arched like a bow and the rest of the pack fell upon her.

We had little finesse in the way we crowded around her, rearranging her so we could all get somewhere. Diego propped her up on my lap to work his way into her ass, Kai going straight for her clit while she pawed at Miles to get his cock into her mouth. Once Diego was fully seated, he lay back, drawing Callie down on top of him, and I followed along, fucking her while she was sprawled over him. Her fingers curled around Kai’s cock, her body containing all four of us in some manner or another. It was a hell of a snug fit with Diego wedged up her ass and my knot threatening before I’d even come.

Her pussy squeezed me with every twitch of her muscles at the attention the pack was giving her. She looked so fucking beautiful while she was being used.

“Our perfect omega,” I whispered. “All ours.”

I grabbed hold on her thighs and rode her while the others did their best to make her come, unraveling Callie in an endless cascade that eroded my self-control.

I clung to the edges of reality, desperate to stay focused and present. I bucked as hard as my instincts wanted, huffing her scent, overwhelmed by the torrent of need that came from every angle in the bond. Kai spilled first, painting her skin with cum that shone under the stage lights. Miles followed next, emptying down her throat, a trail of white dripping over her cheek. Then Diego, Callie erupting as his knot filled her, the pressure setting me off a second later, my own knot locking Callie and me together.

Desperation burned through me. Kai kept teasing her clit, and I was certain my orgasm wasn’t going to stop with the way Callie’s cunt kept clamping down on my knot. I was breathing so hard spots danced in my vision. Callie begged for more and I wasn’t sure how that was even possible.

I sank down onto Diego’s legs and tapped Kai, dragging him to wedge himself in front of me. I leaned back as far as I could to accommodate while I battled for coherency, Callie’s body giving way to Kai’s fingers somehow wedging into her with me already filling her up.

“You really want more, little dove?” Kai asked.

“Yes!” She shuddered, rolling her hips between Diego and me.

Kai huffed out a nervous breath. “Okay. Be a good omega for me and stay still.”

No one moved. I barely breathed as Kai patiently created space for himself, his fingers pushing Callie’s limits while she mewled and shook, doing her best to obey his instruction. The audience was silent and watching to see if he’d actually make it inside our omega with my knot already in there. It shouldn’t really have been possible, but there was something to be said for a determined omega. She whined and shivered the whole time, her scent thick as a fog around us.

All at once, Kai’s cock breached the seal of my knot, the pressure setting all three of us off, Diego following after as Callie’s body contracted around him.

“Fucking fuck fuck!” I listened to the sound of everyone’s frantic breathing, the slurp of Callie getting her mouth back on Miles and triggering his knot as well, though he blessedly had the foresight to pull out before it swelled behind her teeth.

Four cocks in an omega. We’d never done that before, but considering how tenacious Callie had been, it probably wouldn’t be the last time we tried this.

Time warped and faded, marked only by spikes of heat and pleasure. I lost myself in the taste and feel of our omega, drowning in the affection that flooded the bond. It cascaded in waves as we carried Callie through the final hours of her heat, giving her every ounce of pleasure she demanded and then some.

She was so perfect, and for once I didn’t question it. It was impossible to question if I had made the right choice in bonding her because the reality was that I felt the truth and rightness of that decision in every ounce of my being. The pack ebbed and flowed through the bond, wrapping around one another in the ancient dance of alpha and omega.

It was just Callie and I at the tail end of the heat, and I leaned down to whisper in her ear, nipping her sensitive skin as my hips rolled lazily to drive my cock into her.

“I love you, princess.”

Callie shuddered as she came again and locked all of her limbs around me, pulling my mouth to hers. “I love you.”

Ifelt like I had been run over. In a good way, if there was a good way for that to happen. Every muscle ached deliciously and my pussy throbbed. My skin was decorated with bondbites and fingerprint bruises, some places rubbed pink by stubble that had grown in through the heat with no time for body maintenance.

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