Page 47 of Pack Larsen

Just as suddenly as I held the power between us, Rage steals it right back, and I’m more than happy to release the reins. I lean back against his raised knees, eyes reluctantly tearing away from the pleasure plastered over his handsome face, trailing down to watch the filthy scene between our legs.

I’m moaning and mewling as I watch his cock disappear into my pussy over and over, speeding up with every thrust. I can’t tear my eyes away, the sight of us fucking turning me on more and more the longer I watch. Before I know it, I feel the first tingles of an orgasm, and my walls begin tightening around Rage.

“That’s it, Sunshine. Clamp down on me. I want to feel you coming around me like you did for Haze,” he roughly commands, fucking me harder and dragging me down his length with deeper thrusts. “I want you gushing around me, soaking me until your scent is all over me. Think you can do that for me?”

I cry out, rolling my hips every time he pushes as deep inside me as he can, his knot teasing my entrance with every pump of his hips. “Yes. Oh my god,yes!”

“That’s my girl. My good, little omega,” he grits, voice husky and deep and laced with so much arousal that it pushes me closer and closer to the ledge I’m desperate to fall over. “Come for me, Sunshine. Let go and come for me.”

As though his command held the key to unlocking my climax, I fall on his cock once more before I’m hit with a release that steals my breath and turns my vision white for all of five seconds before the room comes back to me. My pussy is fluttering around Rage with my release, and he’s making sounds that only prolong my climax, drawing it out until I’m shivering and shaking and panting for air.

“You want my knot, Silver?” he groans, still controlling my body to fuck me, rubbing his knot against my entrance.

I’m already nodding when my gaze collides with his, mouth parted with gasps and pants as I stare into his burning eyes. “I want everything you’re willing to give me, Rage. Every fucking thing.”

It’s all the confirmation he needs to allow gravity to do its thing. On the next thrust, he releases my hips enough that I sink down fully on his length, his bulging knot slipping into my body that locks down on him so tight that my moan turns into a garbled sound of pleasure as I’m hit with a fullness that sends my pleasure soaring to higher heights.

I’m coming around him before I even realize my body is trembling, my legs shaking with the force of it. Slick and cum gush from my pussy, the wet sounds practically pornographic as I grind against him, feeling his knot rubbing every sensitive spot inside me as I drag my release out as long as I can.

“Ah, fuck, I’m going to come, Silver. I’m going to fill you to bursting,” Rage rumbles, his voice nothing but a deep growl that sets the hairs on my body on end. It sets off another climax, a smaller but no less intense one, that steals my breath and drags Rage over the edge with me.

Groaning long and hard, Rage pulls me tight against him before he stills, grunting his release as he fills me with cum. I feel his cock twitch with every spurt, coating my insides with his release, the warmth filling me from head to toe.

We’re both panting, covered in sweat and staring into one another’s eyes as we come down slowly from the high. Rage’s hands are travelling over every bare inch of my skin like he can’t help it, like he has to touch me everywhere, and I moan softly at the back of my throat, enjoying the affectionate brushes of his fingers. I’m leaning against his raised knees, my body on full display to him, and he trails his burning stare over every inch as he catches his breath. “Stunning. And mine.”

“You better share, bro,” a sleep-ridden voice demands, and my head lolls to the side, finding Haze watching us with clear, ocean eyes which hold a heat in them that does things to my body. How the fuck can someone come so much, because I swear that look alone has me toeing the line of another orgasm without any friction.

Rage chuckles, jostling his body, his knot sending pleasure all through my body. A gasping moan escapes me as my eyes snap back to Rage, and he clamps his hands down on my hips, rolling my hips for me as he says, “I’ll share, brother. What do you say, Sunshine? You want to be shared?”

The slick pooling between us is as obvious an answer as my nod, and my attention is suddenly torn away from the twin locked snugly inside my pussy and pulled to the twin that raises to his knees and crawls until he’s positioned behind me. Haze is still beautifully bare, so I catch a front row view of his muscles contracting, his already hard cock bobbing with a lick of precum already pooled at his tip, and a flash of a glorious, plump ass as he finds a position between his brother’s legs, and I miss the sight as soon as it disappears.

Thankfully, Rage lowers his knees until I’m almost bent backwards, my gaze finding Haze’s upside-down grin that bleeds filth and depravity and all things sexy. My back is arched as I peer up at him, my tits pushed out with heaving breaths as if an offering that Rage accepts, his hands suddenly cupping them while his thumbs tease my nipples into points. While he plays, Haze reaches for my face, his own thumbs stroking my lower lip as I moan with every jostle and movement of Rage’s cock and knot still buried inside me.

Gaze filled with heat, Haze licks his lips before asking, “You ever taken a cock in that pretty, little mouth, gorgeous?”

I’m not exactly experienced in anything other than the actual act of sex, though I wouldn’t call myself an expert there, either. After I escaped my parents’ claw-like clutches, I only had one boyfriend, the beta who took my virginity. It was all very vanilla, missionary sex, no oral or foreplay.

So, I shake my head, and watch as Haze’s gaze grows impossibly darker, his blue eyes resembling the sky as it rages with a storm outside. With his thumb still rubbing my lower lip, he says, “Think that’s something you want? My cock rubbing against your tongue while you ride my brother into another orgasm that has you creaming around him?”

Well, fuck me, if I didn’t before, I certainly do now. As it was, the idea is far too appealing to turn down, and my mouth runs away from me before I can stop the words that pour out of me, “You fucking my mouth while I fuck Rage? Is that even a question?”

Rage chuckles from beneath me, and I feel the vibration through his cock, his knot lodging deeper inside me and making me cry out with a high, feminine whine. “Looks like she needs it, bro. Give her something else to do with that mouth instead of sassing us.”

Oh, fuck, yeah.

Haze wastes no time as he tilts my head back further with his left hand, my now loose hair cascading over Rage’s knees and pooling in my nest in a wave of white-blonde, pink, blue, and purple. His right hand is wrapped around his shaft, pumping slowly as he roughly commands, “Open that mouth for me, gorgeous. Show me your tongue.”

I do as I’m told, clenching around Rage at the groan his brother releases, and I feel Rage’s hands tighten on my hips before he starts grinding into me with a slow and steady pace. It’s maddening, moreso when Haze glides the tip of his shaft along my tongue, painting it with his precum before he sinks his length slowly into my mouth.

When he pulls back, I suck on his shaft, hollowing my cheeks, and a bone-jarring mixture of a groan and a growl leaves his mouth before he grunts, “You sure you haven’t given head before, Silver?”

I shake my head around his tip, one of my hands reaching for his ass and dragging his shaft back into my mouth, sucking him down as he sinks deeper.

“Fuck, I’m not going to last long, gorgeous. That mouth is as killer as your pussy,” he grinds through gritted teeth, all while Rage grunts and groans as he starts fucking into me as best as he can with his knot lodged inside me.

I’m moaning like a porn star around Haze’s length, taking him deeper and deeper until he’s hitting the back of my throat. It’s how he learns about my lack of gag reflex, and it’s with my first swallow around him that he loses his shit. Suddenly, he’s fucking my mouth like a man possessed, and I love every dirty second of him. My moans grow louder, sloppy slurps of my mouth joining the soaked sounds between my legs as Rage fucks me into a needy mess once more.

“I’m going to come down that perfect throat, Silver. Shit,” Haze grunts, just as Rage sinks impossibly deeper inside me, setting off fireworks in my body.

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