Page 90 of Heat Clinic

Marcus strokes a hand over my shoulder and steps closer. “Will you take as much pleasure as you give?” he asks. His thick, hard cock bobs at the side of my face.

“I will, alpha.”

“Then give so you may receive.”

To answer him, I lean up and take the rounded head of his cock into my mouth, wrapping my lips around it and sucking. I lave him with my tongue, gathering up the creamy pre-cum pearling at his tip with greedy swipes of my tongue. I swallow him down, taking him to the back of my throat and gagging myself on his length. He’s girthy and large, too much to handle, and the need for air and relief from the burning stretch of my jaw drives me back.

“Pack, will you accept this beta?” Marcus asks.

“We will, alpha,” Emily and Tom both answer.

“Then join us. Give and take, but do not let him come. That pleasure is mine.”

“Yes, alpha.”

Emily sinks onto the floor behind me and kisses my shoulder, her breasts and the cold chain connecting them pressing against my back as she reaches around to slide her hand down my stomach. She plays with the snug ring fitted around the base of my swollen cock. Her small hand gathers up the fluid leaking from my tip and spreads it over my sensitive head.

I moan around my mouthful of cock as she tugs me with teasing, playful movements, and Tom takes photos, memorializing this moment for eternity.

Marcus reaches for the ring on my collar and tugs, pulling me down on his cock and gagging me as he fucks into my throat and presses past the tight ring of leather. My cock jumps in Emily’s hand and then she abandons it, her hand reaching underneath between my cheeks to check the plug fitted there. Her light taps and tugs on it make me groan around the cock choking me, and then Marcus pulls out and I can finally breathe. I suck in greedy gulps of air, saliva and tears leaking down my face.

“Are you ready to take my knot, beta?”

I shiver and nod, my hole clenching around my toy as if the knot’s already there and ready to squeeze. “Yes, alpha.”

Marcus sits on the edge of the nest, his cock jutting into the air. My mouth waters at the sight of it, of knowing that this monstrous thing is about to be inside me. All of this training, all of this prep has been for this moment.

I’m ready to be claimed.

Emily wraps her fingers around the base of the toy and pulls, and I moan at its loss until her fingers replace it, slicking my hole up with more lube and pushing it in deep.

“Then come and take your place.” Marcus holds his cock up, pumping it lazily.

I stand up and step between his thighs, turning around and throwing one of my legs over his as he helps me get into position. He notches his head against my hole and pushes until the tip sinks in.

Rising and sinking, I work myself onto him, taking a little more at a time as my body works to adjust. To take him until there’s no more to take. He’s seated deep, his cock filling me up and stuffing me full, and then, when he’s buried to the hilt, he moves. He thrusts, bouncing me on his length as I lean back against him and surrender. I give myself over to him completely, and it’s like falling and knowing he’ll be there to catch me. Marcus wraps his arms around me and holds me still, controlling our movements.

Hands on my cock make my head drop back on my alpha’s shoulder as Emily kneels between my legs again and takes me into her mouth. She palms me and sucks. It’s like this morning, but so different. There’s a weight in the air, as if our energy charges this nest. Now there’s no rush to chase pleasure. No steady sucking or squeezing to push me off the cliff. She teases me, bringing me to the edge of release before abandoning me there.

She does this five times until my cock is so swollen with need that it hurts. The tight ring squeezes the base of my shaft while she tongues my balls, licking them and sucking the skin into her mouth.

“Will you take my mark, beta?” Marcus growls.

“Yes.” It's delicious agony, this waiting. My breath stutters as she sucks me into her mouth again and purrs while he fucks my ass, pounding deep and fast.

“Will you take my knot?” he asks.

“Yes!”

Hot breath puffs over the skin between my neck and shoulder. He nuzzles it with his nose, finding the right spot, and sucks the skin into his mouth. Skin slaps together as he ruts me hard, and then the burning stretch of his swelling knot makes me cry out. His teeth slam down, biting deep and ripping flesh, and I’m not sure which hurts worse, my neck or my ass.

Emily swallows my cock down and kneads my balls, and I come, pumping seed into her belly like my own is filling with our alpha’s cum.

There’s a horrible, wonderful soreness as he laps at the punctures he’s made, a trickle of blood rolling down my chest while his cock jumps and pulses inside of me. He fills me with cum while he licks me, his tongue making soothing swipes at his bite mark as he cleans it and keeps it from clotting so it scars deeper.

So it’s permanent.

He purrs, and the feeling of pack slams into my head in a dizzying rush that leaves me breathless. I’ve been claimed, marked, and now I feel whole. Like a door I didn’t know was shut is opened. Through the bond, I can feel Marcus and an echo of Tom inside of me, and my heart aches at the spot where I know Emily will go when she’s ready. Tears well in my eyes and threaten to spill, and the sound of the shutter makes me look up at Tom as I lose the fight and weep.

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