Page 14 of Packed for the Holidays

“Can you take us both, omega?” Dante is already unzipping his pants as Ellis pulls my hips down to grind against me.

“Yes,” I gasp.

Dante’s body heat warms my back as he comes to stand behind me. “Lean forward.”

Ellis takes the opportunity to smother me in kisses as Dante palms my ass and gets my body ready for him. I bite down on Ellis’s lip as the pressure starts, then the pleasure soars as Dante slides into me.

“Oh god, oh god.” I’m a mess already. Packed between my men like a wrapped present, stuffed full, their shallow thrusts working me just right. It’s heaven.

Dante pushes all the way in and I can feel the way his cock presses against Ellis’s through the thin wall that divides them. Dante stills, leaning over my shoulder and giving Ellis a tender kiss.

“I love fucking our omega with you,” Dante says against Ellis’s lips.

Ellis smiles, his gaze flicking to meet mine. “Nothing better in the world.”

His heated look makes everything inside me tighten.

Dante groans as I clench around him. “Fuck, omega, you’re strangling my cock like such a good girl. You want more?”

“I want everything.”

Ellis leans up to kiss my breasts and tease me with his teeth and tongue. His hands on my hips, he holds me right where they want me as they both move. Every thrust is amazing. Every kiss. Every spank. Every nip of their teeth.

Their thrusts get harder, stoking a fire insideme. The sounds of our bodies fill the room. Grunts, groans, wet slaps of skin. I hope Oz can hear what he’s missing.

Dante pushes my shoulders down so I’m flush on top of Ellis, and his thrusts rock me.

“You gonna take my knot, sunshine.” Ellis’s words are deep and throaty, so damn sexy.

“Fuck! Yes,” I nearly scream.

I’m already so full, their knots threatening to stretch me even further. And my body is hungry for it.

My alphas share a look over my shoulder while Dante pulls back. I whimper when only the tip of him is inside me. With sudden force, he pounds into me and pushes me right down over Ellis’s knot. There’s a brief, familiar moment of searing pain that turns immediately to pleasure, a swelling inside me that perfectly presses against my g-spot.

“Look at you, taking both of us so well,” Dante groans. “So wet for us. Squeezing us so tight. Letting me fuck you so deep, right onto your alpha’s thick knot.”

Ellis kisses me while Dante sucks my shoulder right over one of my bond marks.

Both of them together. Focused on me. It’s too much. It’s everything. I’m full of them. Connected to them. My body clenches, toes curl. My back bows. I tremble. Ears ringing. Heat building, every sense overwhelmed. I can’t think. Can’t speak. Can’t stop the pleasure that’s cascading over me. I’m helpless.Completely surrendered to my men, as they guide my pleasure, as they use me for theirs.

The orgasm is ripped from me like a present torn open, a bow being snapped by teeth. Everything locks up, tenses, seizes. Unholy grunts and groans come from my men as they spill inside me.

Dante shifts his weight, but neither man can pull out of me until their knots go down.

A loud creaking noise breaks through the room. A crash as one leg of the table snaps. We all tumble to the floor and roll into the Christmas tree. Ellis grabs the tree just in time to keep it from falling on top of us, but not before a few ornaments drop. Nils and McQuinn come rushing back into the room, finding Dante, Ellis, and I still locked together with both my men trying to hold up the leaning tree.

There’s a beat of silence, then the music picks up again as a child sings about wanting a hippopotamus for Christmas, and I hope Oz can hear our laughs.

10

Oz

Ican’t sleep.

I need to go for a run, or do a shot, or anything that will make this feeling go away. I feel restless. Hot and restless. Like I want to crawl out of my skin.

I’m in my own room, which isn’t normal since lately we all slumber party it up in the nest, but I need space tonight before I grope McQuinn in his sleep or moan out loud about Ellis during a wet dream. I’m so keyed up and tense.

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