Page 71 of Dangerous Heat

“Get on the bed,” I demanded.

He scrambled to obey, crawling onto the bed and settling in the mess of soft material near the head. I tried to follow but Shan kept me close to him, growling. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“I promise you’ll be on board with my plan, Daddy,” I said, piling on the faux charm I loved to use when calling him Daddy.

“If I’m not, you’re getting another spanking. I know how sore you must be from the first one, so I’d think twice.”

Tugging myself out of his grip, I whined when his cock slipped from inside me. I climbed onto the bed and over to Cas, leaving my ass up in the air. “Get on your hands and knees,” I said.

Caspian’s eyebrows drew together and he looked confused, but did as he was told. Slipping one arm between his legs, I jerked his cock, while the other hand spread his cheeks. My tongue touched his hole and he cried out, precum leaking from his tip. “You’re lucky I like this plan,” Shan grunted as he settled behind me.

“I’m getting him ready for you,” I said. “While Caspian knots me, you can fuck him.”

The whimper Cas let out made me wonder who the Omega was, me or him. He was almost as desperate as I was for Shan’s cock. “Better get to work, brat,” Shan said.

Stroking my tongue across his hole again, I paid close attention to the moans he let out. Well, I tried. My focus was shattered when Shan’s hips smacked against my ass, pounding me hard enough I banged forward against Cas on every thrust. All I could do was half-heartedly tongue-fuck him through my moans, my hand shaky on his cock. He didn’t seem to mind, hands clutching the headboard and head tilted back as he let out sounds of pleasure.

“This fucking pussy belongs to me now,” Shan murmured, pushing in and staying there, grinding his hips against my ass. With how slick I was, it was almost enough to work his knot into me. “You like having Daddy’s cock fucking you too much to give it up, don’t you?”

“Yes Daddy,” I moaned, tempted to use the hand on Caspian’s cock to rub my clit instead.

I was desperately close to an orgasm. Shan realized what I needed without me having to ask, curling over my back and reaching his hand under me. From this position, he couldn’t use those long thrusts, but his shallow, deep movements had me careening over the edge even faster. Trying to continue what I was doing was impossible when my body was trying to send me into a gods damned coma with the amount of pleasure it was foisting on me. I stopped moving and did nothing but shudder and whimper until the aftershocks had left me, my body far too sensitive and yet needing more.

“You should ask Daddy to be allowed to come,” Shan murmured, kissing my back as he pulled back some more. “I’ll give you a pass for while you’re in heat, but you better not get too comfortable.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I said, voice hoarse.

Caspian had a death grip on the headboard, breathing through his nose. Shan noticed and smirked. “Caspian, love, you’re allowed to come. We don’t want you to hold back.”

My hand moved on his cock and that was all it took, his release spilling messily onto the bed. It was a small orgasm, punctuated by his soft cries as opposed to loud moans, but I enjoyed watching it all the same. “Fuck,” Cas mumbled. “I’m trying not to come more than Freya.”

“Why?” Shan asked.

“She’s the Omega that’s in heat, not me.”

“You’re half incubus and highly sensitive to my scent. You always come a lot and I don’t want you to change that now,” I said.

He mumbled something under his breath that I didn’t catch, and Shan planted a sharp smack on his ass. “I don’t want to ignore Freya in favour of giving you a proper spanking, but I will if you don’t get out of your head. Got it?”

“Fine.”

“That’s not how you talk to me.”

Caspian looked back at us over his shoulder, cheeks pink. “Sorry, Daddy.”

“Don’t sass me again.”

I watched his hole flutter. I thought they made that up for the romance novels. My hand slid off his cock and up until I could press a finger to his hole. He whined, pressing back, eager to be filled. “I should get some lube,” I said, pulling back.

Shan laughed, fucking me slowly again. “He doesn’t need it for fingers. I fucked him less than a few hours ago, he’s good to go.”

Bringing my finger back to his entrance, I pressed it inside him, being careful of my nails. I’d never done this before, not even to myself. Tentatively, I slid it out and back in. Caspian whimpered. His sounds were sexy as fuck. I got into a rhythm with my finger, in and out, and Shan matched me with his thrusts. It was still distracting, being fucked while trying to prep him, but with a slower pace I could manage.

Caspian’s cock jerked and he cried out, making me squeak in surprise.

“What did I do?” I asked.

“Do it again,” he begged, swiveling his hips and grinding back.

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