Doesn’t change the fact that we’re going to need to start wearing life vests to stay afloat in here.
“Yes, yes,yes. Mickey please it feels so good. Apollo knot. Need. Knot.NOW!” So demanding our Omega is as she rocks between Mickey and Apollo.
Mick is in her ass trying to top her but, she is so heat drunk that she is 100% topping from the bottom.
Good for her.
Her eyes slide over Vaughn who has passed out.
He was her first victim in all of this. She had his knot first and was so demanding that he had to fuck her without anyone getting tagged in forfivehours.
Rest in peace to his dick.
It will never be the same again.
Her eyes land on me and she narrows those pretty blues at me. Baby weed is a grumpy brat. And boy oh boy, do I love to see it.
“Something wrong baby weed?” I ask and she sticks out her tongue like a red carpet. My eyebrow raises as I stroke myself.
She makes a sound, opening her mouth wider like she’s wondering why I’m not filling that deliciously perfect mouth of hers. I wonder if I’d be able to train her how to take a knot in her mouth.
She’s such an eager learner.
Maybe after her heat…
“Fill her mouth, Griff.” Snaps Mick, as he wipes at his forehead.
He wants her to be as blissed out as possible in hopes that she will sleep. Once she sleeps we can all catch a little sleep.
Maybe even change some sheets so we’re not sleeping on a water bed.
I slap my cock against her tongue, loving how her eyes widen.
Who would have thought that such a sweet girl was so eager in bed?
What an absolute treat for us.
“That’s my good girl. Look at you all filled with cock. Don’t you just make the perfect picture. Suck me harder, baby weed. That’s so fucking good, baby. So good.” I rock against her mouth as she hums around me.
Fuck her mouth is perfect.
She’s perfect.
“Love you so much, baby Omega. Gonna fill you all up with come with my packmates and then purr for you. Do you want me to purr for you?”
A shiver runs through her spine and Apollo curses.
“I’m coming.” He announces, pushing his knot into Clover.
I feel her orgasm. The way that she cries out around me. My balls rising as they threaten to spill, but McKinley follows Apollo over and I feel like I have to hold out for just a second longer for her.
She swallows around me, drinking down my come and looking at me with the softest eyes.
“Why don’t you clean up?” I tell Mick, laying down next to Apollo, “Roll our sweet girl and let’s purr for her. Try to get her calm enough that she can get some rest.”
Clover makes a sound like she’s going to fight us on it, but Apollo is quick and moves her so she’s sandwiched between us.
I don’t have much practice purring. I’m not an expert at it. It comes naturally with her in my arms though. The scent of her washing over me as I let out the first rumbling sound.