Page 67 of Shared Omega

The force of the orgasm is too strong to care about anything else.

My muscles tense and relax in rolling waves of ecstasy. My toes curl. My fingernails bite into the meat of Dog’s muscular back, and he grunts like a rutting beast on top of me.

“Fuck me,” I shout over and over again. “Fuck me, Dog. Fuck me…”

And fuck me he does, ravaging me with his plunging cock while Kane hold’s me steady on top of him. I’m stuffed and sandwiched between two brutal Alphas. I should be ashamed, and I’m sure I will be later, but for now all I can do is give myself over to the hurricane of sensations.

But still I need more.

Truk is leaning against the broken wall, gazing down at me with a sexy smirk on his face. His fist is slowly stroking his magnificent cock as he watches me get pounded by his new comrade.

I reach out one hand toward the wild, blond Alpha, beckoning him.

“Let me suck it,” I moan, my voice hiccuping with the jolts of Dog’s rough fucking. “Please, I need to taste you.”

Truk grins and bobs his hard cock enticingly above me.

“Is this what you want?” he chuckles.

I pout at him.

“Truk,” I whine. “Don’t tease me, please.”

He gives in, stepping from the wall and kneeling beside my face. I lick my lips as I stare at the glistening, plump head. Right now it looks like the most delicious thing I’ve ever seen.

With one hand clamped around my neck, Kane supports my head as I lean up, and Truk slides his dick between my open lips. The blond Alpha rolls his hips, fucking his dick in and out of my mouth while Dog fucks my pussy.

So filthy. So wrong.

I pull my mouth off of Truk’s pulsating dick with a dirty slurp.

“Dog,” I gasp wetly, “Don’t knot inside me, please. I can’t take it.”

It’s true. The incredible circumference of his cock is already stretching me to my very limits. If that knot were to expand inside me, I think it might just burst me open.

Whether Dog comprehends my request in his frenzied, feral state, I can’t tell. He certainly gives me no signs, and the pace of the intense fucking that he’s giving my poor little pussy doesn’t slacken one bit.

I’m tempted, once again, to use those magic words—stand down—but I’m worried that would make him stop completely, and I don’t want that.

I want him to finish. I want him to come inside my hole and mark me with his fangs.

“Please,” I moan as another impending orgasm shivers my voice. “Your knot. I can’t…”

Dog tosses back his head and howls, long and loud, the veins popping out along the straining tendons of his powerful neck. His cock pulses inside me, and more sticky warmth floods my insides.

And I feel something hard and swollen thumping against the outside of my vulva with each pump.

Thank God, his knot is on the outside. My words got through to him, and he didn’t knot inside me.

I realize how much restraint that took on his part and I am grateful.

But I’m even more grateful for the intense, shuddering climax that wracks my body as Dog fills me up with his seed. His fluid churns and mixes with what is left of the massive load that Kane already spurted into me.

Two Alphas have come inside me now.

This is beyond risky.

I tell myself it’s for the mission. I tell myself it’s for the plan. But I can’t lie to my own body. It knows exactly what it needs.