Page 89 of For All My Effort

Adrenaline flooded my system. I was panting hard at the top of the stairs, but I didn’t stop, running toward my nest. Jackson got to me first, half slamming me down onto the nest’s soft floor, his playful growl adding to the arousal already building low in my belly.

“Strip,” Jackson demanded.

He turned me around, so I was on my back, and he was hovering over me, blocking me from moving. I wiggled around, desperately trying to rip my clothes off as quickly as possible. It was made even harder by the fact that Jackson refused to move. Around me, I knew my other mates were stripping, but my first alpha was simply watching me, his gaze never wavering.

“Present,” Jackson barked.

I scrambled to get into position, raising my hips high, spreading my knees apart, and pressing my chest onto the floor. Zeke was in front of me, on his knees, his cock already hard as his hand slowly ran up and down his length. My mouth watered in anticipation of tasting him, wanting his berry flavor on my tongue.

Behind me, Jackson started playing between my legs, tracing his fingers along my pussy which was already leaking slick.

Reaching for Zeke, my mate sat back down on his heels so his cock was at the perfect height for me to suck on. I licked at his head, and down his length, completely focused on enjoying my mate in my mouth.

I felt one finger press inside me, then another, thrusting in and out of me gently, teasing me.

Han came up behind Zeke, the former wrapping his hands around Zeke’s chest. One of Han’s hands came down to Zeke’s cock, slowly jerking him off, his fingers bumping my lips where I was pressing my tongue against the bottom side of Zeke’s head. Between the two of us, Zeke’s head was thrown back, groaning with pleasure from Han and I working him together.

I was missing Seb, but I wasn’t able to pull away from Zeke’s dick to beg for him.

Jackson was still using his hand on me, and I whimpered, wanting more. Multiple scents of arousal bloomed after the noise escaped, heightening the sexual atmosphere, taking us from desperate to frantic.

I finally felt the head of Jackson’s cock at my entrance, shoving inside me in a single powerful thrust.

I screamed around Zeke’s cock, the pleasure of finally being filled the way my body was begging, almost overwhelming. My orgasm was already threatening from the rhythm of Jackson’s thrusts, the taste of Zeke, and the scents of all my mates’ arousal.

Zeke came first, the taste of his cum coating my tongue. He didn’t lock into my mouth this time, letting Han massage his inflated knot. It was a lot to drink down, some of it spilling down my chin and onto the nest floor.

As Zeke fell back, Han’s face was in front of mine, licking up the cum on my chin and lips, before kissing me, shoving his tongue into my mouth so I could taste the mix of him and Zeke. I groaned, the dirty kiss pushing me over the edge toward my first orgasm.

Jackson came inside me, too, also not knotting me, not that I could have begged for him with Han’s lips almost glued to mine, making it hard to breathe.

Hands ran down my back, and even without looking, I knew they were Seb’s. He was positioning himself differently than Jackson had, letting me know his intentions we’re to fuck me in a different hole than my first alpha had. With his knees between my own spread legs, I felt him use his fingers to spread my arousal from my core to my ass.

When he pulled me back, slowly pushing his way inside me, I was more sitting on his lap than actually on all fours. The piercing on Seb’s tip felt even better in my ass, the tightness making him constantly hit every nerve ending in existence. Han followed, keeping his mouth on mine and letting our tongues play together. Since I was sitting up more, I could see that Han had his hand wrapped around himself, squeezing tight as he jerked his length. He started playing with my breasts with his free hand, squeezing them, pinching my nipples, running the pads of his fingers around the underside of each breast, never stopping the back-and-forth motion for his own pleasure.

Han’s touch was gentle compared to Seb’s pounding in my ass. I was trapped between them, simply being used for their pleasure and it felt so good.

Dropping one of my own hands down to my clit, I rubbed the nub, feeling my second orgasm growing.

“Does this feel good, princess?” Seb asked, his soft words kissing my ear.

Han backed up, lowering his mouth to my breasts, sucking on the hard points of my nipples, even biting the sides of my breasts, leaving marks.

“Yes,” I hissed, not just to his question, but to all of it. The pleasure, the sensations, the scents, the love.

I came then. My mouth open, my eyes closed, the pleasure zinging throughout my body, tensing my muscles, stopping my breath.

Seb followed after, shouting his release as I tightened around him. Han was last, spilling his seed on my stomach as Seb held my body slumped against him. I’d just come twice, yet not one of my mates had knotted me. My instincts were not pleased.

“I need a knot,” I admitted, looking at all four of my mates.

“Don’t worry, rebel, we have all night.”

Jackson pulled me from Seb, turning me so we were chest to chest, face to face. I could scent the emotions coming from him, his excitement and pride and arousal, yet also his fear and worry and anxiety. For all of us, this was a celebration, but we hadn’t won yet. We just hadn’t lost.

At least for tonight, in this nest, we were going to ignore the outside world. I would make sure of it. “Knot me, alpha.”

He did. Then all of my mates did. The five of us falling asleep hours later, smelling of sex, covered in sweat, and smiling until our cheeks hurt and we couldn’t physically keep our eyes open anymore.

The End

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