Page 80 of Packed in the Fire house

Sunny, the fucking godsend of an omega that had seemingly dropped in our laps, looked me dead in the face as she said, “On a knot.”

I think I died and went to heaven right then and there.

Looking between her and Rune, I smiled, slowly rising, pulling down my boxers so my cock sprang free. Sunny watched every movement with hungry eyes.

Instead of prowling forward, like I’m sure she expected, I crawled onto the bed, lying down next to her on my back, my cock standing proudly to the sky as I stretched out. “Do whatever you want to me. I’m yours to play with.”

Her eyes lit up as she straightened. I knew enough about Walker to know he had probably been a little more controlling during his and Sunny’s encounters—it was time for her to learn that I could be quite the opposite when the occasion called for it.

Maybe I hadn’t thought this plan through entirely, though, because I had expected Sunny to take her time to explore. We had all the time in the world to get to know each other’s bodies.

Only, I had just spent a good ten minutes getting the already aroused omega even more ramped up, so when presented with a cock—shepounced.

Before I could blink, she was on top of me, lining up my cock with her entrance, one hand resting on my chest as she did so. Without even a hint of hesitation, she sat down on my cock, engulfing me in that heat I had just been daydreaming about.

“Fuck,” I croaked, my hands flying to her hips as she sat up straighter, grinning at me with pride. Her eyes were glazed over, and she was clearly in a lust haze.

“Good stretch, so full,” she moaned, wiggling her hips experimentally. My hands tightened on her. I was going to blow my load like a two-pump chump if I wasn’t careful.

“How does she feel?” Rune asked. Leaning against the wall, a towel slung around his hips, he watched with rapt attention. Having an audience only made the entire experience that much more mind-blowing.

Well, because said audience was my pack mate—there was no way in hell anyone else would get to see our sunshine like this.

“Like fucking perfection,” I said, my voice cracking. “I’m not going to last.”

Rune chuckled. “Cher, how fast do you think you can make Blaze knot you?”

Sunny looked between him and me, biting her lip.

Our girl clearly liked a challenge, because she started moving her hips, setting a firm, steady pace. All I could do was hold on and watch her glorious tits bounce in front of my face as she fucked my soul out of my body.

“Fuck me, do you have any idea how good you look from here?” I asked, running my hands over her body. “You’re ruining me.”

Rune chuckled. “What’s that saying? You break it, you buy it? Well, if Sunny’s ruining you, I guess she’s got to keep you.”

I liked that idea.

I liked it a lot.

“How does that sound, Sunny? Do you want to keep me?” I asked.

“Fuck, yes,” she moaned, throwing her head back as her thrusts became more frenzied.

Think of sports. Paperwork. Baseball. Balls. Sunny sucking on my balls. Fuck!

There was no distracting myself as she repeatedly impaled herself on my cock, her needy pussy sucking me in with each thrust.

“I’m already getting close,” I groaned, a warning because I needed to make her come first.Good guys finish last, after all. That saying wasn’t about dating—it was about fucking.

Apparently I was so pathetic, Rune decided it was time to step in. Striding over to us, he gently wrapped his hand around Sunny’s throat from behind, kissing that spot behind her ear. “Touch yourself, Cher. Make yourself come on his cock.”

Her pupils dilated, and her breathing became uneven as she did as she was told, one of her hands finding her clit and circling it.

My pelvis was drenched in slick, which was the opposite of a problem. Each time she impaled herself, the sound of her sopping pussy was music to my ears.

Sunny was a fucking goddess, and I would be her devoted follower for the rest of my life.

A whimper escaped her chest as Rune’s free hand tweaked her nipple, making her convulse.

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