Page 113 of The Butcher

Nash

My brow furrows as I feel the blankets shift beside me, the movement only half registering through my cloudy mind, and buzzing body.

The movement gets closer, heat growing at my side, the scent of poppies washing over me in a warm wave. There’s a weight on my chest, not much but enough to notice, and when I feel more at various points on my stomach and legs, my eyes finally open as I feel what is clearly a hand, wrap about my cock. I push myself up a little, looking down my body in time to see Indy fisting my erection, lining it up at her entrance then slamming herself onto it until her ass is against my pelvis.

“Mine,” she groans as she wiggles her hips, bearing down as far as our bodies allow. “More of mine.”

I can’t help but smile a little, even through the haze I’ve been in for the last few days.

Our omega has turned into an adorable, cum covered cavewoman during her heat, speaking in broken sentences and one word responses whenever she can force them out, and I’ll be sad to see it go when this is all said and done.

“Fuck,” I hiss and grab her thighs, digging my fingers into her muscle and flesh as I watch Indy start to ride me.

Up and down, up and down.

She goes up on her knees until just the head is inside of her, then slams back down, taking every fucking inch of my cock, her pussy swallowing my knot as her muscles squeeze around it. She rocks her hips, wiggling to create friction, working her clit and g-spot at the same time, then drenching me in a gush of her slick. I watch it slide down my shaft as she goes up again, my entire lower half coated in her sweet, creamy honey.

Beautiful.

Fucking beautiful.

Especially when she throws her head back in pleasure, her long dark hair brushing against the top of my thighs.

I move my hand between her legs, waiting for her to lower herself again, then circle her clit with my thumb and relish in the way she lurches forward in ecstasy. Indy braces her hands against my chest, whining as I start working her faster, our omega whimpering above me while she tries to bear down even more, my cock so deep I’m bottoming out.

That drives me fucking wild.

The way Indy can’t seem to get close enough, how she wants more and more of everything I have to offer her. And when she whines again, her velvet walls spasming around my dick, something I haven’t felt until now takes root inside me, and I act totally on instinct.

In one swift move, I flip us, pulling Indy under my body as I mount her, raising her hips so when I start to thrust, I’m sending her anal plug deeper into her ass with every single one.

“Yes,” she moans, her nails biting into my back, clawing at my skin as she tries to get closer. “Yes, please. More.”

I start pounding myself into her, spurred by her words, by the way her hands slide down to my ass and pulls me to her.I bury my face in her neck, breathing her scent deep into my lungs, pressing my nose to her throat as my pace becomes brutal. Indy tilts her head, most likely looking for Clay, and knowing he’ll happily do whatever it is she needs, for some reason it has me already on the edge.

Lifting my head slightly, I look up in time to see our beta push his cock between her lips, Indy humming her satisfaction around his shaft as he starts to fuck her mouth. Slowly at first but he quickly speeds up, sliding down her throat as our omega lifts a hand so she can give his balls a tug.

I’m already about to bust, my orgasm shooting down my spine before it rolls through my belly. So, I hook Indy’s knees over my elbows, rolling her up a little bit so I’m bottoming out once again.

That does it.

Without any warning, I sink my teeth into the side of her neck, biting down until the coppery tang of her blood fills my mouth, but I don’t let up. No, I lock my jaw as Indy whines around Clayton’s cock, his movements something I can feel against the side of my face. My knot swells, expanding to its full thickness, and I slam into her until it pushes past her entrance and locks us together. My release blows through me as I tighten my hold, more of her blood sliding over my tongue, spilling down my chin as I make this omega mine. Rope after rope of cum explodes from my body, not one drop of it leaving Indy’s cunt as I shove my hips harder against her ass.

That’s when she screams.

With a mouthful of Clay’s cum, Indy throws her head back and screams through her climax, her entire body tensing for a few seconds before it starts to violently twitch and spasm. She begins chanting our names, whispering them, shouting them, turning them into pleas while her pussy milks me of every last drop, and when it does, that’s when I let go of her throat.

I almost immediately collapse, my arms giving out just as I flop down beside her.

“Love you,” she whispers, her hand falling to my chest, her body twisted just enough to keep my cock inside of her. “Love you.”

Smiling, I cover her hand with mine, bringing it to my lips and press a kiss to her palm.

I’ve said it to her so many times over the last few days. Professed my love while I was fucking her, while I was holding her in between, while I waited for Clayton to feed her. We’ve both told Indy that we love her more times than I can count at this point, but that’s the first time she’s said it back to either of us, let alone both of us.

Fuck all if that didn’t make every single second of her heat worth more than it was before.

If I was backin Blackhurst, I’d get jacked in the mouth for this.

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