Page 72 of Ruined Omega

His tip wedges inside.

“Oh fuck!” I cry out in pain and disbelief.

Canaris is unrelenting. Grunting and struggling, he inches his cock into me alongside Tal’s. The sensation of fullness is overwhelming. The double cocks stretch my inner walls to their absolute limit. As they move inside me, I can feel every ridge and ripple of those unyielding poles stroking my insides, stimulating places I didn’t even know were there.

Two Alpha cocks are warring for domination inside me, wringing climax after devastating climax from my helpless body.

“Baen!” Tal calls out. “Baen, get Canaris off of her!”

The younger Alpha is standing over us, naked and filthy. He winces and rubs his throat where Tal choked him.

“Why should I help you?” he rasps. “You tricked me.”

“I’m not asking you to help me,” Tal growls. “It’s for Hines. If Canaris knots while we’re both inside her…”

Tal doesn’t finish the sentence, and he doesn’t have to. I know exactly what he’s thinking.

I’ll be ripped in half.

Baen heaves a reluctant sigh, then hooks his arms under Canaris and drags the rut-crazy Alpha off of me. There is a temporary sensation of relief as Canaris’s cock slides from my hole.

But the relief is short-lived.

From beneath me, Tal’s roar fills my ears. The sound rumbles up from his chest and vibrates straight through my spine. A gush of fluid pours into me, so much that it overflows and spills down my taint.

Then it happens. A firmness builds around the base of Tal’s cock. His swollen knot stretches my walls and plugs his load inside me.

“That’s right,” he purrs. “Take my knot, omega.”

I squeeze my eyes shut against the mortification of being knotted like this. Knotted like a bitch in heat. Knotted while a crowd of savages looks on.

Deep inside, I’ve wanted this.

I’ve wanted it since that first night when Tal slammed me up against the wall. That first night when I fell asleep wrapped in his scent.

With a roar of his own, Canaris struggles free from Baen’s grasp. He throws himself on me again. This time, however, when he tries to press inside, his cock is deflected by Tal’s bulging knot. Canaris tries to penetrate me again and again, but each time, his cock glances off, stroking my erect clit in the process.

The rubbing makes me come yet again. My muscles squeeze around Tal’s swollen member, coaxing more spurts of seed from his balls.

Canaris is frustrated and nearly mindless with lust. He seems almost in physical pain from the need to release. Unable to force his way into my hole, he instead fists my hair and jerks me upright.

I open my mouth, and his long, hot cock slides into my face. He pushes deep until the blunt bulb of his tip brushes the back of my throat. I feel his hard piercing.

My gag reflex kicks in. I try to pull away, but Canaris’s powerful hand cups the back of my skull, holding me in place. I pat his taut, muscled thighs, attempting to tap out, but Canaris is oblivious, lost in the rut.

“Fuck…” he groans.

My mouth fills with saliva. It spills down my chin. My eyes water, blurring my vision and striping her cheeks with tears.

“Fuck you feel so good…”

He leans my head back and straddles my up-tilted face. He fucks my mouth with a squatting motion, plunging his long cock deep into my esophagus.

He is defiling me. Using me like I’m nothing but a toy built for his pleasure.

Canaris grunts, and the base of his cock balloons against my lips. He pulses in my throat, spilling a flood of hot come down my gullet and into my belly. The sensation of that slimy warmth slithering down my throat makes me climax one more time. My pussy contracts, ringing even more fluid from Tal’s dick, which is still knotted between my legs.

At last, his payload spent, Canaris lets me go.