Page 79 of Pack Larsen

“You like that idea, gorgeous? Us taking you even while you’re asleep? You’d still feel us, I’m sure. This tight, little body taking us while you rest,” Haze drawls with a husky voice, grinning a dirty grin that sends me careening over the edge with a fucking wail of pleasure that I’m sure would be heard from three streets over. I never knew I had a dormaphilia kink, but, apparently, I’m discovering new things about myself, discovering my likes and dislikes along with my pack.

“Shit, yeah. Just like that,” Haze grunts as I come hard, my nails digging into his shoulders as I pull around him with a gush of slick and cum.

Before I can even come down from the high, Rage is at my back, taking a hold of my waist. He bands one arm around me, lined beneath my breasts, and he tugs me back until I’m leaning on him while the other hand glides over my body and ends its journey at the apex of my thighs.

I’m panting for breath and still fluttering around Haze as I watch Rage’s fingers reach for my clit, just as he roughly demands, “Give him another one, Sunshine. I need you soaking, relaxed, and loose.”

I cry out, my head falling back against his shoulder, as he circles my clit with a perfect amount of pressure just as Haze grips my ass tightly and starts fucking me with slow, effortless pumps of his hips. I can feel him everywhere, dragging out the aftershocks, sending my mind into a tailspin of desire that swarms my body while Rage’s fingers send me soaring higher and higher with a need so desperate that I can’t help the wild noises escaping my mouth.

“That’s a good, little omega,” Rage growls in my ear, his stubbled jaw brushing over the sensitive skin of my neck. “You’re taking him so well, Sunshine. So fucking well. Come for him again and I’ll sink into that sweet ass of yours so you can take us both. See how good we can make you feel together.”

Fuck me, they’re already making me feel good enough that I can’t catch my breath, my body quaking with it, but the thought of taking Haze and Rage at the same time seems to trigger something inside me and I’m crying out as Haze hits a spot deep inside me that sends me into an orgasm that blindsides me and steals all of the air from my lungs. I’m coming hard, grinding against Haze’s knot with every thrust he makes that pumps him deep inside me.

“Fuck, yes, gorgeous. You feel so fucking good,” he growls, pulling me away from Rage and dragging my shaking body over his as he lies down against the blankets and pillows that make up my nest. “Think you can take more?”

I’m nodding rapidly, almost desperate for more. I’ve never taken anyone in my ass before, but I’m an omega who isn’t shy about sex. I’ve experimented, and I know enough about anal to know that I might die if I don’t have Rage sinking into my ass in the next five seconds.

A collective growl of approval sounds out around the room, and I glance over at Pace as he lounges lazily to my right, cock in hand as he strokes slowly and steadily with his heated, honey eyes pinning me in place with such intensity it’s a miracle I don’t go up in flames.

Munro and Aero are to my right, both bare and watching me just as closely. Munro is gripping his cock tightly as his eyes roam over my body, cataloguing every inch and committing it to memory as Rage runs his hands up and down my back at the same time Haze starts fucking into me from below. Aero lies back with his arms outstretched, his whole body on display for my hungry eyes. His cock twitches as I run my eyes all over him, already leaking heavily with precum, and my mouth waters with the need to taste him.

A slow, filthy grin appears on his mouth, and he says, “Let me watch you take two alphas like a good girl and I’ll give you my cock, baby.”

I moan, and my body reacts by gushing more slick around Haze, making him growl with approval.

“You wet enough for me, Sunshine?” Rage asks, pressing into me, his cock as hard as stone and wedged between my asscheeks with a taste of promise.

“She’s wet enough, brother. Holy shit,” Haze groans, his speed picking up as he pumps in and out of me with a maddening pace. When I start clenching around him again, he grunts, “You better fucking move it if you want in on this, bro. She’s already squeezing me tight enough that I know she’s about to come again.”

“Fuck,” Rage grunts, right before I feel his hand drop between Haze and me. His grunt turns into a maddening growl as he finds the mess between my legs, and as he scoops my slick up in his fingers, he leans over my back and demands, “You stay nice and relaxed for me, Sunshine, okay?”

I nod and feel his hand brushing my ass as he slicks his cock up with my juices as lube, right before he notches his tip at my tight hole and slowly, very fucking slowly, pushes inside. It’s a stretch, and I cry out as he breeches the tight ring of muscle that has only ever seen sex toys, trying to breathe steadily as I take every inch of cock with painstaking slowness.

By the time Rage bottoms out, I’m a trembling mess of need, and Haze is no better. “Shit, I can feel you inside her, bro. She’s fucking tighter, too. Fuck.”

Rage snickers, and my body clenches at the sound, turning that snicker into a grunt that has me smiling and panting through waves of pleasure that wash over me. “Just wait until I start fucking her.”

Giving me a couple of minutes to adjust, Rage curls his body over mine, tucking his face into the crook of my neck with teasing bites and kisses that have my body reacting, and just as he scrapes his teeth over the sensitive flesh, he pulls his shaft from inside me, before slowly gliding back in.

“Ah, shit,” Haze groans, his grip on my hips tightening until I’m sure I’ll have bruises to wear proudly tomorrow.

“See what you do to us, Sunshine?” Rage growls against me, pinching my flesh between his teeth and setting off a fresh blast of pleasure through my body while my body clenches around them both at the promise of being bonded right here and now.

I find that the idea doesn’t scare me or set a flurry of nerves off in my stomach. In fact, the idea of the twins biting me right now, marking me as theirs forever, sets off the orgasm that had only been teasing the edges of my mind. The idea of belonging to them in every sense of the word pushes me over the ledge. I want that. I want to be theirs, to wear their marks in my skin forever.

I’m coming hard and fast, pulsing around my two alphas, crying out as I’m assaulted by waves of pleasure. And as the two fuck me in tandem, drawing me to higher and higher heights, I decide that I want those bonds. Fuck, there’s nothing I want more than cementing our pack as a whole unit, and sharing the rest of my life with these men.

“Do it,” I whisper through aftershocks. “Bite me.”

Rage only pauses for a split second before he’s snarling around my skin, growling as he fucks me harder. Haze’s pace quickens from beneath me, dragging out my pleasure, and he surges up to the other side of my neck to graze his teeth over my aching flesh.

“You sure, gorgeous?” he strains, as though he wants what I want so desperately but he’s forcing himself to double check.

Breathless and still being bulldozed by pleasure, I nod and pant, “I love you. I love both of you. I want this. Bite me.”

It’s all they need before they sink their teeth into my flesh, forming a bond between us that will never be broken.

Chapter 30

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