Page 89 of In Too Deep

“Please, Daddy,” I whine, my head dropping to the mattress between Eli’s legs.

I’d been so close, my fingers grazing Eli’s throbbing knot before I was pulled away. I’m dizzy with pleasure, an orgasm teasing the edges of my senses, but not able to crest at this pace. But my heart aches, and irrational fear makes my eyes burn. If I can’t do what I’m told, then I’ll be punished. And I don’t want to be a bad girl tonight.

“You’ve almost got it, baby girl. Keep trying,” Logan says, rubbing my ass with firm touches that make my skin break out in goosebumps.

Whimpering, I try again, even as my heart races. My vision swims as I once again come up short before Logan pulls me away. I press my face to the mattress, trying to get my emotions under control. But all I can feel is failure and fear. Even with thedelicious stretch of Logan’s cock filling me, the cool press of his piercings to my most sensitive spots seems to fade. But I refuse to let this get the better of me.

I go still for a moment, Logan taking the opportunity to thrust a few more times. I fight against the brain scrambling drag of his piercings, preparing myself. And right as his hands drift away from my hips, I launch myself forward, moving fast before he can catch me and finally wrapping my fingers around the base of Eli’s cock.

“Fuck!” Eli shouts, hips coming up off the mattress as I stroke him in earnest.

“That’s my princess,” Oli praises from above, making my neck and face flush.

“I knew you could do it, baby girl,” Logan adds. Shifting forward, he presses his tip back into my dripping slit.

I grin, though my face dissolves into a moan as Logan punches his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt before pulling back, setting a much more demanding pace than before. I try to focus on Eli, but I can hardly think as another orgasm looms over my head, built up from all the teasing it took to get me here.

“Please, Tor. I need you. Please stroke my cock,” Eli groans as my fingers flex on his knot, applying pressure and then backing off.

I tilt my face toward his voice, my vision blurry as tears of pleasure well, but I can see the desperation clear enough. Afraid to let go and be dragged away again, I spit as much salvia as I can onto the tip of his cock before spreading it around and stroking him in earnest. That pulls another curse from his throat, or at least I think it’s a curse because he’s defaulted back to Swedish and he’s speaking too fast for me to understand anything.

But I’m snapped out of my inspection as one of Logan’s hands moves under my body and between my thighs, finding my clitwith pinpoint accuracy. I yelp and gasp as he sets a hard pace, my body already shaking.

“Come on Daddy’s cock, precious. I want to feel you come for me,” Logan purrs in my ear, slightly breathless.

His words are a match, and my body is the powder keg. As his voice pierces my haze, an explosion of pleasure ripples through me, my hips convulsing and my eyes rolling back. Logan pulls out for a moment, his fingers still thrumming my clit as liquid release pours from me, soaking his thighs and the blankets. When my limbs can support me no longer, I pitch forward, landing with my head on Eli’s thigh, his cock still clutched in my hand.

“Fuck, that’s hot. I need… Shit, Oli. Oh, God,” Spencer moans, sentences broken with gasps and groans.

“Are you going to come again for me? All over our pack mates?Oh, non, non, non, mon jouet.1 You’ve made a promise, and we’re not done until you keep it,” Oli taunts, his voice taking on a feral edge that I recognize.

I close my eyes, and Logan’s hands massage my ass and thighs. I must slip under for a moment, because the next thing I know, I’m in Logan’s lap again, his rock-hard length pressed between our bellies, and we’re facing sideways, where I can see the boys have changed positions. Spencer is on his back with Eli between his thighs, and Oli is behind him, kissing and nipping his broad shoulders.

“Fucking hell,” Spencer hisses, his head dropping back and the tendons of his neck popping slightly.

“I know, but you can take it, I promise,” Eli says, words too soft to be teasing.

I rest my head more fully on Logan’s shoulder as Eli’s hips move in small pumps, and I smile. I know exactly how it feels to be stretched by the monster between Eli’s thighs, and my pussy pulses in solidarity.

“You’ve done such a good job, precious girl. Such a good girl for Daddy. I’m so proud of you. Can you take me one more time, baby girl? Or is this perfect pussy sore and needs Daddy to kiss it better?” Logan whispers in my ear, his fingers stroking down the length of my spine.

My heart swells at the tenderness of his question, and something deep inside me that I’ve ignored for far too long preens. I recognize the request for consent, and the out that he’s given me. And while I can feel some aching in my hips especially, it’s overruled by the insatiable need for him and his knot.

I turn to look up at him, leaning forward to press my lips to his as my hand snakes between us and closes around his tip, using my thumb to spread his pre-cum around a little.

“Please knot me, Daddy.”

The words are barely out of my mouth before his hands are under my thighs and I’m lifted and spun around. But he doesn’t press my face to the mattress again, instead, settling behind me while we’re both on our knees, his cock sliding into my pussy with ease. He doesn’t tease me, which I’m grateful for, setting a steady pace that quickly pulls me right back to the brink. One of his arms bands around my waist, holding me close as he buries his face in the crook of my neck, breathing in my scent with deep inhales.

Turning my attention to the boys, I moan as I watch Oli effectively fucking Eli and Spencer at the same time. His hips drive into Eli’s ass, forcing the middle alpha down into Spencer, leaving the other two at his mercy. Not that either of them seems to be complaining.

“Oh, that’s so good. You’re so fucking deep,” Eli gasps, his head rolling back until it hits Oli’s shoulder.

“I can feel how close you are, squeezing my fucking cock, trying to choke the life out of my dick. Remember the rules,” Olisays, and I’m not sure he’s fully aware of the filth coming out of his mouth.

“Please let me come for you, sir. I need it,” Eli immediately starts begging.

“I’m not the one you need to be asking,” Oli snaps, landing a correcting spank on his pale ass, hard enough to make me jump too.

---