“Tomorrow,” Marcus agrees.
What?
Sam relaxes his grip, letting me catch my breath for a moment, and then he does it again. And again. My pulse pounds against his fingertips and throbs in my cunt, like all that stoppered blood is being shunted down to my clit. To the empty womb that Marcus batters as his hips snap faster. Harder. His balls swing, heavy and full, with dull smacks to my juncture.
“Don’t come,” Sam says. “Not yet. Not until you’re knotted like a proper omega. Fuck, I can’t wait until all of us can fuck you at the same time, filling all three of your cute little holes.”
Everything pulls taut and slows, winding tight, and words and whines are beyond me. There’s only stillness. Tension. I hold my breath through the throb between my legs and the grip on my wrists, the burn at my nape and the hands on my neck, the cock carving itself a home inside of me. Remaking me just for them.
Marcus groans. “She’s squeezing me like a… Fuck.”
The stretching burn of Marcus’s knot brushing at the root of my clit from the inside as he swells makes my control snap. I come with a ragged cry, my walls clenching down on him as he stripes my walls with ropey spurts of seed, and I flutter, milking him.
All of it. All of them. That’s what I want. They’re mine.
Those holding, pinching, squeezing hands soften. Sam’s grip on my neck eases, and I gulp in a cleansing breath. They rub me, stroking the circulation back into my skin and caressing my face, my neck, the curve of my back while Marcus’s knot swells and ties us together.
“You okay, baby?” Sam asks when I collapse against the table and press my flushed face to its smooth surface. It’s cool relief is heavenly on my heated skin.
I make a satisfied sound and focus on my breathing until the dizziness fades. “I’m goooood.”
Marcus chuckles, his locked cock jumping inside me with the pull of his abdominals, and I whine at the stinging tug on my cunt. “Not that I’m complaining about the results, but what happened here?” he asks.
Sam pulls his jeans up and buttons them. “We went shopping.”
“We went to Nested,” I say, sighing as my body gives one last squeezing aftershock around my alpha’s cock.
Tom kicks the worst of the shattered knickknacks into a growing pile. “The contractors will be here on Friday.”
“Contractors?” Marcus stops rubbing me.
“We’re turning the upstairs den into her nest,” Tom says. “Her room will become the nursery. Do you mind? You’re the one who said we need a bigger bed.”
Should we have asked first? Maybe… maybe we were a tad bit impulsive.
Marcus purrs, and the tension in my shoulders relaxes as he goes back to stroking me with his fingertips in soft circles along my back. “I think that sounds perfect.”
He leans over my prostrate body, the movement tugging at our tie, and he presses a kiss to the side of my neck. My scent gland. The thought of him sinking those sharp alpha teeth into my tender omega skin sends a pulse through my body. My cunt squeezes, trying to milk one last spurt of seed from him as if I’m fertile now and it can take root. As if right now, he’s breeding me.
Not today. Not today, but… soon.
After a little while, his knot shrinks and his soft cock slips from me along with a deluge of seed and slick that runs down my thighs and soaks into the panties still shoved down around my knees. Marcus bands an arm across my middle and tugs me back, bending down for a kiss until I forget all about it and forget why I ever cared when everything is right.
This is perfect.
ChapterNineteen
SAM
Emily is far tooadorable when she pouts. It makes me want to spank the expression right off her face. She takes the steel butt plug from my hand and stares at it, then gives a wary glance at the special bidet attachment on the toilet.
“Do you want some help the first time?” I ask.
She blushes, her cheeks turning bright red, and she all but shoves me out of the room. “You just want to watch, you pervert.”
Well… yeah. Obviously.
I want to see that little wrinkle form between her brows when she’s concentrating while she lubes up the small plug and works it into her tight little ass for the first time. She’s had nothing in there before, she confessed last night after Tom brought home a brand new set of crystal-studded plugs for our pretty girl.