Page 90 of Sincerely, Pack Pucked
The other day on the couch, when we’d all helped her with that flare of lust, had been incredible, otherworldly in its blissful connection, and right now was even better.
“This is the tastiest pussy on the planet, Maple girl. And it’s so responsive.” Jasper grinned up at her from between her thighs, and Mable’s cheeks flamed so brightly that I could actually feel the rush of heat in her body as it rested against mine. “But we need you warmed up everywhere, baby.”
It might not have been my first choice being in this position, but I had to admit that the idea that I was claiming one of Mable’s first—the first time she’d ever taken a cock back here—well, damn, if I didn’t swell with pride.
The syrupy scent of her was so strong now, and it mixed with the breakfast-like fragrances Jasper and I had—a veritable cornucopia of sinful treats swirling through the air as we worshipped our sweet omega. My heart swelled, instinct screaming to take care of our girl, to make her feel complete, pleasured, and so very loved.
“Oh!” Mable yelped, and based on what I could feel, too, I knew that good ol’ Jasper was teasing her ass, rubbing her slick over the tight hole.
A happy growl left me, and I adjusted her a bit, throwing her thighs over mine as I knelt behind her, her bump on such pretty display, her erect nipples straining. I smoothed my fingers over them gently before working one hand down between us. I replaced Jasper’s fingers with my own, coating Mable’s skin in slick as I massaged her, getting that tight muscle ready for me.
“You’re doing so good, baby. You’re going to take us both so well,” I praised, and it filled me with as much joy as it probably did Mable. I adored the way she gleamed under the praise, her face becoming this rapt expression of ecstasy. “That’s it, gorgeous. Relax for me. I’ve got you.”
“We’ve got you,” Jasper added, and I watched him kneel, scooting up to Mable so that he could glide his cock inside her. “Squeeze me tight, Maple girl. Ineedto feel you.”
Tangling our limbs so that we could both get at our sweet omega, Jasper got as close to her as he could, pulling her face toward him gently so that he could ply her with kisses as he sheathed himself deep.
“Mmm,” she moaned against his lips, her hips rocking instinctively as he started to fuck her.
“Are you ready for me, precious?” I crooned in her ear, and Mable nodded, turning her face toward me for a moment.
“Yes, please, God, yes. This is…wild, but I…I want it. I want it so much.” The words came out in this drunken ramble, and it was fucking adorable. I loved everything about this woman, and it was too incredible for words to be enjoying her like this. “Saint,please.”
That was more than enough motivation. Jasper stilled, smirking down at Mable as he allowed me to get situated. Positioning myself, I pressed in slowly. Mable hissed, tensing and pulling away slightly.
“Relax, baby. You were made for us. Just relax and think about how good it all feels.” She nodded, her eyes rolling closed as she dropped her head back against my shoulder. I pressed in again, and this time she gave herself over to the sensations. More and more, in a slow rhythm, and then I was stuffed inside her, filling our girl up, right alongside Jasper. “That’s so good, baby. Ugh, you feel like heaven.”
“Better.” Jasper began to rock his hips slowly, matching my pace in alternating thrusts. We worked in tandem inside her, getting our sweet Mable right to the edge of an orgasm already. “You’re taking us so well, Maple girl. Ugh, this is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever done.”
Jasper was exactly right. Everything about this was molten. The way I fit into Mable’s tight ass so perfectly. The way Jasper sank deep into her pussy, his knot brushing mine. The way her sweet, rounded belly was hugged between us gently, cradled. If Ihad to pick a moment to relive over and over, it would definitely be this one.
“I’m so…oh god…I’m so full…” Mable whimpered and squirmed against us, but it wasn’t to get away; she was grinding herself down on our cocks, making sure we stuffed her up right to the knot. I wasn’t expecting her to take either of ours right now, but at this rate, she was going to work herself down onto us herself. “Ughhh, sooo….gooooddd…”
That little drunk voice was back again, and damn, I preened, my instincts happy and screaming at once. Syrupy scent and slick covered me, and I could stay rolled up in this fragrance for the rest of my life.
“You’re so perfect, Mable. Perfect, perfect, perfect.” I was the one rambling now, and I didn’t fucking care. This wasouromega. The one, the perfect fit for Pack Garnett, and there was nothing in the world that was going to take her away from us. “You’re squeezing me so much, baby. Ugh, heaven. Utter heaven.”
The benefit to Jasper’s position in all this was that he could brush his thumbs over Mable’s nipples, his hands free while we claimed her. Thankfully, he was right on board with that before I even needed to tell him to do it. He cupped her amazing tits, handfuls that were just the right size, and dragged his thumbs over the pebbled beads.
Mable clamped down on us from the sensation, groaning as a wave of heat rushed from her and slick pooled inside her. She rocked her hips faster, demanding a quicker pace, and Jasper and I were helpless to resist. We increased the rhythm, and then Jasper was reaching down to Mable’s clit and circling his fingers over the nub slowly.
“Jasper!” That made her clench around us again, and a delicate growl left her as she pushed down against us harder. “Yes, ugh, yes! Knot…I want your knot…”
“Baby, I’m not sure?—”
“Now!” She cut Jasper off, reaching out a hand to grip his shoulder and dig her little nails into his flesh.
“As you wish, Maple girl.”
Placing his hands on Mable’s hips right near mine, Jasper slid in and out of Mable’s perfect pussy until the gentle press had her stretching around his knot. I could feel how much fuller she was now, the way it rubbed against me as I filled her from behind.
“Crap!” Mable cried out, fluttering around us repeatedly as she fell apart, coming over our cocks like such a good girl. I nuzzled into her neck, kissing the soft flesh as she shattered. The burn through my shaft and knot was immense, and I knew I was close, too, right on the edge.
“Are you ready for us to breed you, sweet Mable? Do you want us to fill you up, fill you up everywhere?”
She nodded frantically, her eyes still squeezed so tightly closed, and whimpered her agreement. Her words were clearly lost now, and I looked up at Jasper with a grin. We’d taken care of our girl so well. She was going to be a puddle for hours.
Pumping faster, Jasper timed his thrusts with mine, and everything built and built and built until we both exploded. I felt him pulse within her as I did, his knot swelling for a beat as he emptied himself inside our girl. It was decadent delight, and I gripped my knot, squeezing as I pistoned into Mable’s tight little hole.
