Alaric’s thumb pressed down hard on my clit then and my entire world shattered into a billion little pieces of brilliant white lights.
My pussy clamped down on his cock, milking him for all he was worth and still, I demanded more. His hips rocked back and forth, rough and harsh and forcing me to take more even as I came all over his cock. He didn’t slow down. He didn’t show mercy and in no way was he even remotely gentle.
He was an alpha and he was going to fuck me like one.
And I was going to take it all. Just like an omega should.
That first orgasm tore through me with enough power to slam me to the floor. I moaned, I screamed, and I trembled beneath him, but with his thumb on my clit and his cock deep in my pussy, I lost all semblance of control.
I needed this. I wanted this. My omega demanded it and my alphas were going to give it to me.
My back arched and I rocked my hips back and forth, tuning my movement with his so that I could take his cock more deeply than before. My nipples ached and my breasts bounced every time he slammed his thick length deep into my channel.
Fuck. I was so hot.
I knew that in that moment, my estrous had arrived in full force.
Alaric was relentless. He took my orgasm, molded it with his fingers and made me experience every single last drop of its power. He used my clit to control me and I let him. I screamed for mercy, but he gave me none. I moaned with pleasure and he took that and made it his. His thumb edged me closer and closer to yet another release, but at the very last moment, he pulled away.
I cried out with frustration, but then he pounded into me with vigor like never before. His cock slammed into me over and over until I thought I was going to tear in two and still he fucked me. I screamed with pain, pleasure, and a passionate desire for more.
My pussy simmered around his length, tensing and tightening around him as he used me and subdued me with his cock, taking his own pleasure with a fiery need. He groaned softly and I felt him quiver just a little above me before his hot seed splashed up inside my tight channel.
It was so hot I could have sworn it burned me, but I didn’t have very long to think as Alaric played with my clit and forced another orgasm to surface with a powerful, white-hot intensity. My pussy clenched tightly around his cock and that’s when he pushed inside me so deep that his balls slapped against my ass.
That’s when the base of his cock began to inflate. I would have panicked, but lost in the throes of orgasm, I had no chance of fighting against it. Instead, he pushed even deeper inside me, his knot hooking behind my pelvic bone and anchoring him deep inside me.
I could feel him more intensely then, could feel every ounce of his seed splashing against my insides and every long inch of his cock as he claimed my body with his thick knot. The more it inflated, the more it began to hurt, but now that it was fully inside me, there was no way it would come out until it deflated.
The tremors of my orgasm raced through my body and I shivered, just as he released my wrists and threaded his arms around my waist. His fingers dragged up my back and he cradled me to his chest, pressing his lips to my forehead.
“I love the feel of your tight little cunt around my knot, omega,” Alaric breathed, as his fingers traced up and down my back. My body trembled with the remnants of my release and I sagged against him, feeling the full effects of my very first mating with an alpha.
I lifted my head, looking over his shoulder and saw both Viktor and Ethan patiently waiting for their turn. Their hungry, seductive stares told me that they were going to fuck me too. Viktor purred softly; my pussy tightened around Alaric’s cock and he gasped in response.
“I’d like to cuddle with her first,” Alaric responded, pressing his lips to my cheek, my lips, and then down my neck and I couldn’t help but purr softly in return. I could feel him smile against my skin and I snuggled against him.
“Fine then. I’m just going to use another of her holes,” Viktor replied nonchalantly, and I stilled. Ethan sat on top of my desk while Viktor stalked toward me. I curled into Alaric’s chest, hoping for protection but he didn’t offer any but the warmth of his body. Viktor stood beside me, running his fingers through my hair before he pulled it back with his fist. My mouth parted slightly as he pushed his pants down and out of the way, revealing his own cock right before my eyes.
It was as hard as iron, thick and rigid and already leaking with his own arousal. I pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth, still warm from my pleasure and stuffed full of both Alaric’s cum and his knotted cock. I watched as the veins in Viktor’s shaft throbbed before me, thick with blood and his own obvious desire to fuck me too.
One of his hands drifted down the side of my face and paused below my chin. His thumb traced my cheeks and ventured down until he centered on a spot just beneath my jawline. He pressed hard and I cried out with pain, his touch forcing me to open my mouth for him.
His movements were slow and sure. Everything about them made me feel like he had total control over me, and my inner omega adored his cool dominance. It was difficult for my mind to reconcile with my body’s response to him, to any of this, but it was quickly proving not to matter. These men were my alphas and I was their omega.
“Open your mouth wider, mate. You’re going to have to do better than that,” he said softly. Every word caused me to shiver. Made me want to please him.
I stared up at him, studying his tattooed face and hesitantly obeyed. I opened my mouth wider, slowly and a broad smile overtook his own lips. My obedience had pleased him and knowing that pleased me too.
Tentatively, I leaned forward and poked my tongue out gently. I reached for him with my fingers and lapped slowly at the head of his cock, gathering more of that delicious salted caramel taste. It was addicting and I couldn’t get enough of it. Soon, I had cleaned him as thoroughly as I could, but Viktor wasn’t done with me then.
He still had his fingers pressed against the back of my scalp and I felt him gradually tighten them until he had control of my head once more. With his other hand, he lifted my chin and then guided the head of his cock in between my lips, pressing himself deeper and deeper into my mouth.
I began to grow nervous. His hips pumped back and forth, gradually at first and then more insistent as more time went on. At first, I fought against him, trying to hold back from gagging every time he pushed deep enough to press against the back of my throat. He didn’t allow my defiance however and when I tried to fight back against him, he only fucked my throat harder than before.
His cock was massive. Far too big for my mouth alone, which meant that he extended far into my throat. I tried to open for him, tried to obey, but it quickly became clear that he was in control and I was simply expected to submit to his needs.
He used my throat roughly, his cock punishing it with both its thick girth and long length. I quickly learned to time my breath with his strokes, otherwise I found it extremely difficult to draw in air. Spittle gathered around the sides of my lips, dropping to the floor and puddling beneath me, but he didn’t care.