Page 49 of Cause Of Death

I don’t know how to describe the sensation or texture of crushing a living brain with my bare hand. Despite what movies and television shows would have you believe, the brain is actually very soft. Plunging my hand into it is like shoving my hand into a bowl of jello, or squeezing a ball of burrata cheese in my palm. There’s a slight resistance, and then it collapses from the pressure, oozing in clumps and strands between my fingers.

Tomas’ body convulses, and clear liquid streams from his ears and nose. His eyes—pupils unevenly dilated—roll back into his head and then he stills. With a grimace I withdraw my hand, glad that the act of dissolving and then reforming the appendage removes any brain matter that would otherwise cling to my fingers.

There’s no outward sign the Guild has accepted that my contract is complete, however that’s not to say that it’s still outstanding. Like exiting out of a program, the various lines of information pertaining to Kieran’s contract shut down, moving to my brain’s “archive” in case I’ll ever require the information, but no longer at the forefront of my cerebral cortex. The relief at knowing there’s no longer a target on Kieran’s back is immense, relaxing me enough for my heat to take advantage of the state of play and come roaring back into being.

My steps are slightly uneven, and I have to brace myself when another incoming torrent of lust pours through me as I make my way back to my alphas. Leslie takes one look at me and shoves Adam in my direction, snapping to Henley, “Get her inside with Kieran. Steve and Kimmy have been keeping him occupied, but now that this whole clusterfuck is handled, Disa’s going to go under, and fast.”

They’re not wrong. I can feel my grasp on my control slipping, the lure of my heat too powerful for me to resist forlong. I honestly have no idea how I’ve managed to stay on top of it all. How I’d managed to protect Kieran and myself while remaining reasonably coherent, and then putting Tomas through the wringer to obtain the answers we need. My best guess is that the fury and adrenaline, combined with Henley fucking, knotting, and biting me in the back of the SUV, have all aided in retaining my lucidity.

Adam sweeps me up into his arms despite my protests over his injuries. He carries me bridal style, back into the house, Henley close on our heels. I let all thoughts of Tomas Biggs, the alpha trafficking network in Reno, and the instigators of Kieran’s sale slip away, and instead I welcome the hunger and all-consuming need coursing through my veins.

It’s been a while since I’ve experienced a full heat, and something tells me that this time, I’m going to enjoy every moment of it.

I passout for a short period between the garage and the nest. One minute I’m in Adam’s arms, then next I’m clean and undressed, lying on my side surrounded by the soft decadence of cashmere, silk, fine cotton, and the velvety warmth of several hard, naked bodies. It takes a moment for my eyes to focus properly, and when they do it’s to a most salacious display.

Henley is lying on the floor with Kieran on top of him, Kieran’s back pressed to Henley’s chest. Kimmy is riding Kieran’s face, his fingers digging into the fleshy globes of her ass, with Henley’s dick buried up to the knot inside Kieran’s ass. Kieran’s rocking Kimberly back and forth while she’s simultaneously sucking off Leslie, who’s standing with legssplayed above Henley and Kieran’s heads, their hands buried in Kimmy’s hair as they fuck her throat. Henley’s mouth is pressing sucking kisses to Kieran’s shoulder, and from the lack of blood present I don’t think he’s bitten him yet. Steve is kneeling between Henley’s and Kieran’s parted legs, eyes rolling in his head as he moans out his pleasure, alternating between swallowing Kieran’s cock and sucking his and Henley’s balls into his mouth. It’s beautiful in its eroticism, and I ache to join them.

“He’s exquisite, isn’t he?” Adam purrs from behind me, and it’s then that I realize that he’s not only holding my naked body to his chest, but my leg is resting on top of his, leaving me spread open and available for his use.

Which he’s takingfulladvantage of.

Adam’s cock is thick, the length stretching me deliciously as he smoothly glides in and out of my drenched pussy. He hasn’t knotted me yet, but his even strokes and constant movement has my arousal increasing in a steady wave of bliss. One hand is cupping my pussy, his long fingers strumming over my clit, playing me like a master with his instrument, and the other is cupping one of my breasts, pinching and plucking at my nipple.

It’s a hell of a way to wake up.

“I was hesitant to fuck you while you were out of it, but the others reassured me that you’ve already given prior consent for Henley and me to fuck you while unconscious. Disa, you have no idea what it means to me to know that you not only accept Kieran and me as part of your pack, but that you want me—actually want me—to be your alpha as much as Henley is.” Adam’s voice is soft and full of reverence as he continues his smooth thrusting inside of me, with each stroke of his cock or pinch of his fingers pushing me closer to the edge. I hold my orgasm back, though, because if this is leading to where I hope it is, I’m not going to come without Adam’s knot and bite.

“I know it’s not unheard of for an omega to have multiple alphas or betas, but for some reason, our circumstances feel different. You’re including another omega into your pack, willingly sharing your chosen family, and are offering us an equal standing even though you barely know us. I know our scents likely play into this, as does all the information you were given when you took on Kieran’s contract, but still… it means a lot.”

My brain scrambles to make some sort of response, to say something,anything, but all I can do is moan as my core tightens. Adam chuckles darkly into my neck, his pace picking up so that his smooth glides become harder thrusts.

“Is this what you want, omega? You want me to fuck you? Then what? My knot? My bite?” Adam leans forward even more, nipping at my throat as his fingers pinch down on both my clit and nipple synchronously.

“How about my cum? Open for me, omega, and take all that I have.”

Adam’s bark, so soft and seductive, shoves me over the edge into the abyss. I cry out as he thrusts once more, his knot slipping inside and wedging itself just behind my pubic bone, the walls of my pussy rippling and milking the swollen bulge. A brief flash of pain and then even more pleasure floods through me as Adam bites down. Then it’s not just Henley and me in my head, but Henley, Adam,andKieran. Kieran’s connection is a bit fuzzy at first, as though it’s slightly out of range or not quite in tune. It suddenly becomes crystal clear, and I can tell by the joy and pleasure sweeping through each of our links that Henley has bitten Kieran.

My belly cramps and I imagine it stretching, inflating from the sheer volume of alpha cum being spurted inside me. The growing ache and pressure have me coming again, the walls of my pussy clenching down around Adam’s knot, drawing evenmore of his cum into my bloated abdomen. Thanks to my trapped slick and his cum, I have a feeling the moment Adam’s knot deflates, the size of our subsequent wet patch will rival Lake Superior.

My pleasure gradually fades away, leaving a contented exhaustion in its wake. As much as I want to get up and celebrate the bonds between Henley, Kieran, Adam, and me, my body has other plans.

Which involve me slipping into unconsciousness.

Dammit.

Ifeel so full. Full of cock, full of cum, and full of acceptance and welcome.

I am not, however, full of Henley’s knot.

Not yet.

Pun intended.

Henley’s hard, muscular body is warm at my back as he gently slides his cock in and out of my ass. While my back still aches from all the abuse I’ve endured, the heat of his skin is soothing on my assorted bumps and bruises. There’s been no need for lube, not with the amount of cum both Steve and Leslie have already fucked into me. It drips out of my well-used hole and down onto my soon-to-be alpha’s balls, which Steve happily laps up every few minutes.

That is, when he’s not letting me use his throat as a cock-sleeve.

I only know about Steve’s detour to swallow down his and Leslie’s leavings because Henley keeps praising Steve’s ball-sucking skills. Even then, Henley’s voice is muffled byKimberly’s thighs on either side of my head, squeezing over my ears as she rides my face. I wasn’t really sure how effective I would be giving oral at first, seeing as my experience with women is zero. But according to Kimberly, apparently it’s hard to fuck up.

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