Page 68 of Royal Omega

My mind is buzzing, shaking, vibrating with need. There’s nothing but bodies, flesh, scent. I’ve never had a heat like this before; it’s uncomfortable, desperate, and also incredibly primal. All I want is to spread my legs and take as many of my men as I can, as hard as I can. I want double knots.

Henry and Ransom lie down with me in the middle. Henry behind me, Ransom at the front. I can feel their cocks pressed against my skin, and it makes me feverish with need.

Ransom’s mouth closes on my neck and he sucks hard as his fingers reach down and touch my slit.

“So wet for us, princess,” he groans.

“Need you,” I pant, moving against him. I grab his cock, fisting it hard.

“Shit,” Ransom says. “Henry, I can’t wait.”

“Then don’t,” Henry rasps behind me, leaning in to kiss me.

The tip of Ransom’s cock presses against my core, and he breathes in against my ear, readying himself.

“Wait,” I say. “Conrad. I need Conrad, too.”

“I’m here,” a voice says hoarsely from the doorway. “I’m with you, Izzy.”

I sob, reaching up for him. Henry murmurs something, though all I can make out is “... here.”

I’m vaguely aware of Conrad taking off his clothes before he lies down behind Henry, pressing against him. His arms reach over, surround me and Henry together. Henry’s hand circles me and closes over my breast, his fingers plucking the nipple sharply.

Ransom lets out a strangled groan as I shift my hips, and then he’s pushing inside me. My mind turns to jelly. My body shakes and shudders as he starts to move inside me. He’s so big, so fantastically, almost painfully big, and as he picks up speed, my arms close around his neck, pulling him tight against me. His breath is hot against my neck as he moves.

“More,” I pant.

“That’s my cue, baby,” Henry whispers, and I feel him pushing into my ass. “Fuck,” he hisses. “You’re so tight.”

“Henry, I can feel you,” Ransom groans. “God, it’s incredible.”

Suddenly, behind me, Henry tenses. “Conrad, fuck,” he growls. And now I can feel that both of them are moving together, Conrad’s thrusts echoing through Henry and into me. I let go of everything, holding onto Ransom for dear life as the pack consumes me, absorbs me, claims me.

Ransom’s fingers move against my clit, coaxing one of the most intense orgasms of my life to the surface, and I cry out as it rolls over me.

“I’m gonna cum, Izzy, fuck,” Ransom pants. “And when I do, I’m going to bite you.”

“Yes. All of you, yes.”

Although Ransom keeps fucking me, his body hard and tense against mine, Henry and Conrad go still behind me. I whimper, squirming to urge them on. I need them to move. I need everyone to be with me, to protect me, fix me, fuck me.

“All of us,” Conrad repeats. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure I’ll die if you don’t,” I moan.

Ransom growls, his teeth cutting through my skin as he pounds into me, his knot pushing past the threshold and locking into place. I cry out again as another orgasm takes me, and Ransom shoots cum into me, filling me up.

Behind me, Conrad and Henry are moving more frantically. My ass throbs with pleasure and pain as Henry’s cock rams into me, out of control. He grabs my hair and yanks my head back, finding a spot next to Ransom’s mark, his teeth bite down hard, claiming me.

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