Page 58 of Where There's Smoke
Fitz adjusted his stance a bit, and I rubbed slick over Melody’s clit to her ass to help him slide in. He began to press in, and watching her take his knot like that was so damn hot. I stroked harder, the edge of a release cresting in the distance. I was going to come again, all over our girl, and I knew none of us cared. Hell, we were right here in the bathroom. We could all get cleaned up again in a flash.
“Fitz!” Melody yelped, digging her nails into Elliot’s shoulders where she gripped him.
“Ugh,” Fitz grunted, his head falling back as he squeezed his eyes shut, “oh, fuck.”
I felt him slide his knot into her ass as I stroked her, and then Melody’s thighs were quivering, her clit pulsing against my fingers. I was even closer now.
“That’s so good, omega. God, you’re so full of us, aren’t you? Tight new omega in her very first heat, taking all our cocks like a good girl.” Melody was too gone to respond, the bliss plain on her face. Elliot just smirked down at her, pumping harder into her, and I responded by rubbing across her clit faster and faster.
The movements were a chaotic frenzy from all of us now, the bathroom mirror still heavily fogged from the waves of heat and perfume that roared from Melody.
“Knot! I need your knot, now! Now, Elliot!”
Our girl’s cries were desperate and needy, little tears prickling at the corner of her eyes, and I leaned forward, kissing her cheek and neck as I flicked her clit, still stroking my cock against her thigh.
“When you beg so beautifully…” Elliot grinned as I looked over, and I turned back to Melody to watch her expression while he sank his knot deep inside her, along with Fitz’s. “Fuuuck, precious, that’s…oh god.”
I was right on the brink myself, so I nearly missed the way Elliot called Melody “precious,” but I didn’t, and lord knew I’d beholding that one over his head forever. She was, of course, but now the big guy had gone and admitted it.
“Elliot!” Melody was pulsing against my fingers again, and I stroked faster, squeezing tighter as I rushed toward that release. “You both…crap!”
The sight of her coming, slick pouring from her tight pussy, was enough to have me sliding my other hand to my knot and clamping down, milking more of my cum out of me. It spurted out, decorating Melody’s gorgeous skin, and I dropped my head to her shoulder, huffing hard as I emptied myself again.
“More,” she whined, “need more. Yours. Both of yours.”
“Anything, firecracker.” Fitz rocked harder, sinking deeper until I heard him groan, undoubtedly filling Melody up with his release. Elliot and Melody moaned as one, and then his deep growl was so loud in the air that it shook the room. He yanked Melody closer, forcing me to stand straight as he crashed his lips against hers.
I could feel them shudder as Elliot’s release claimed him, his hips jerking against Melody and making her bounce and Fitz groan as the movement drew out a sharp jab of sensation since he was still knotted in her ass.
From here, it looked like Elliot was still going, likely unleashing every drop of cum he had deep into Melody’s womb.
“That’s so good, precious. Taking us, takingme. Breeding this tight pussy feels like fucking heaven.”
Elliot wasn’t wrong in the slightest. It fucking did, even if I was on the outside this time. Every second of this had been utter bliss, and even though I wasn’t sure how much of the heat was left, I was already looking forward to another round with ourpreciousMelody.
“Can’t…so tired.” Melody’s head lolled, wobbling as she struggled to keep it up.
Fitz nuzzled into the back of her neck. “Don’t worry about a thing. You go ahead and rest. We’ve got you.”
And we did.Allof us did.
Chapter 28
Melody
Everything was different.
There was no denying that I was completely, one hundred percent an omega.
I’d gone through aheat. With three hot firefighters who made me feel so cherished and desirable.
Even Elliot.
Part of me wanted to dance around the fire station, singing with glee.
The other part was confused, scared, and a little queasy.
What did this mean for my life? That question had constantly been running through my head for over a week, and after the heat, it felt even more pressing. I’d had one life before the fire and now this separate one after it. All my routines and usual comings and goings had changed. I couldn’t go back to what I’d been before. It was physically impossible.
