Page 141 of Lost
Caleb appears in the doorway, and I could feel embarrassed by the fact that I’m still working on this plug. But instead, I let him watch. Maybe he’ll get the pleasure of knotting my ass one day.
“Squeeze your breast with your other hand, Nova. Pinch your nipples the way you like, and imagine that it’s Caleb doing it.”
She’s facing the door, but she hasn’t noticed him yet.
“Alpha,” she moans, doing as she’s told.
“Attagirl, sweetness. Make him hear you.”
Caleb is wearing a pair of sweatpants and nothing else. It takes no effort for him to push them down his hips to begin stroking his cock as he watches.
“It feels so good,” she gasps. “I want a knot so badly, Alpha. Why isn’t Caleb here to give it to me?”
Fuck me, she’s laying it on thick, but I don’t think she’s just playing along. Our girl is fucking soaked. All I can smell is her slick, and I lift my legs to show off my hole even more to Caleb as I rock my hips back, cursing as the anal knot slides almost all the way in.
“What…” Lars’ word is hushed as he steps into the doorway, jaw dropping as he catches a glimpse of us. “Goddamn, this is every wet dream I didn’t know I needed to have.”
Nova finally sees them, grinning as the sounds of her pussy pulling in her fingers continue to be the best kind of love song.
“One of you should help our alpha, while the other one knots me. I need a dick so badly, I can barely breathe,” she pouts.
“Poor, sweet girl,” Caleb says. “Which one should go where? You choose, baby.”
“I want…you Caleb. Please,” she whines.
Caleb’s brow furrows for a second, and I wonder what’s going through his head.
“She’s not in heat,” I reassure him. “This is all her. Nova wants you to fuck her. Will you?”
“Fuck yes,” he growls, dropping his sweatpants to the ground and stepping out of them as he walks.
“I guess that makes me the plug whisperer,” Lars smirks, moving over to me. “Goddamn, I complained, but I think yours is bigger. Did you use any lube?”
“A little,” I allow. “I like the burn.”
“Fucking masochist,” he mutters, slapping my hand. “How do you feel about putting your hands over your head and letting me do all the work?”
“Like my alpha is pampering me,” I purr. I like control, but I can also give it up under the right circumstances. I think this calls for that.
Lars’ gray eyes darken as he kisses me. His hand moves between my legs, but instead of pushing the plug in, he tugs it out, knowing that my ass will clench around it. My hands clench above my head as I groan into his mouth, his tongue taking the opportunity to suck on mine.
“Fuck,” I gasp.
“Getting there,” Caleb says, lifting Nova to drop her next to me. His mouth is shiny with her arousal, and my lips twitch since he’s participating in one of his favorite activities.
“Mmmm. Getting there sounds like a good idea,” Lars growls, making me shiver.
“Are you saying you want to fuck me?” I rasp, very much turned on by the idea.
Lars licks at my stomach where my precum is dripping, humming under his breath. My muscles contract under his attention, the plug lighting up my nerve endings.
“I didn’t think I’d like that so much,” he mutters. “You taste delicious.”
“He does,” Nova agrees.
Caleb bites his lip, and before I can clock his next move, leans over and sucks on the crown of my cock.
“Jesus, they’re going to kill me, Nova,” I gasp.
