Once Zack is settled, his knot starts to fill and my eyes nearly roll back into my head as it sets all my nerves on end, sends electricity through me. Fucking hell.
He slowly starts to fuck me while Max keeps kissing me. The guys barely letting me come back to myself before the next orgasm builds inside me. No way. No fucking way...
I give into them, not able to resists this feeling inside me, this need.
Zack’s movements speed up and he whispers in my ear. “You’re beautiful when you curse as you orgasm.”
“Fuck o—” I try to say more, but can’t, because his cock slides along something inside me that makes me see sparks and I nearly come from just that. I can’t, not yet. Isn’t that too much? Too soon?
But Zack’s movements get more jerky, his fingers on me harsher, rougher and his mouth is starting to hover over my shoulder. The same shoulder that Max marked before. Oh, no. Hell no.
“Zack...” No. No, no, no. But it’s too late as his mouth latches onto my neck, overlapping, but not covering, Max’ mark. As his teeth sink into my skin, not yet breaking, I feel the last of his control snap.
He grows inside me, letting out a low roar, as he really bites down, breaking my skin, and the shock of it, the electricity sparking through my body, pushes me over the edge too. The orgasm flooding through me as Zack coats my inside with each pulse of his cock.
The world disappears for a moment, my mind and body not able to catch up with what’s happening, how I can have all these sensations coursing through me.
Then, before he pulls out, Zack whispers into my ear. “I love you, my beautiful phoenix.”
What? He...
What?!
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My mouth drops open as we all hear what Zack just said. Hell... That guy...
I glare at him, wanting to punch him so badly right now. The hell...
Cyra hisses as Zack finally slides out of her, and then, before I can move, Liam is already at her side, carefully lifting her off Max, holding her against him in his arms, his cock sliding under her, over her pussy and she lets out such desperate sounds.
An Omega in heat really can’t control themselves, can they? They just need. They need their Alpha, or maybe any Alpha will do.
But before that thought can overtake me I moan out as Max wraps his hand around my cock, slowly tugging.
“Max.” I glare at him, almost slapping his hand away, but the gaze in his eyes stops me.
“Imagine it’s Cyra.” He shrugs before he moves closer, giving himself a better angle, and when I look up at Liam and Cyra, he’s already fucking her, holding her up like she weighs nothing as he fucks her slowly.
“I don’t have to—” I don’t finish my sentence. Why would I have to imagine it’s Cyra when it’s Max who’s touching me?
I want to give in, I want to give in to Max’ touches. The whole room is filled with the smell of sex and I’m almost ready to blow. But I’m still nervous, nervous what the others would think...
My eyes go over to Zack, who’s sitting on the edge of the bed, slowly jerking his own cock, which is already hard again, as he stares at Cyra, captivated by her. Then he glances my way, catching Max’ hand on my cock, and he smirks, before his eyes go back to Cyra. I look at Liam, but the guy is too busy with Cyra to even notice anything going on. A bomb could go off and he wouldn’t notice it, he’s that focused on her.
Lust shoots through me at the thought of how it would feel to be inside Cyra, to claim her as mine. All the guys have already felt it. I want it too. I almost move towards Cyra, but Max holds me back, the guy suddenly at my back, his hard cock resting just above my ass as he’s got a hand on my hip, keeping me in place.
“Being inside her feels divine.” His voice rumbles and I close my eyes, my self-control tested to the limit. I don’t want to come yet. I want to come inside Cyra. I want her so badly. I can’t come just yet. Like he senses it, Max’ hand slows down, enough that I notice it, but not fast enough to push me over the edge. This is almost an even worse tease.
Liam lets himself and Cyra drop onto the bed in front of us and I watch her as she comes, her eyes wide, lips open slightly, Liam following her closely behind. He’s got his mouth on her shoulder, blood around his lips as he groans against her skin, his hips moving erratically.
I reach out, sliding my finger over Cyra’s face, over her cheek, over her jaw, over her lips, which are parted on a gasp. Oh, wow, she’s beautiful.
When she looks up at me, I almost come, just from that look... Fucking hell. Fuck... Fuck... But Max stops moving his hand before my control breaks and I curse and bless him at the same time.
This time, it’s Cyra who moves, pulling a face as she lets Liam slide out of her and she crawls over to me, her eyes still locked on mine and she reaches out, slowly kissing me. Her kisses are soft, tender, but still hot. I carefully take her in my arms, pulling her against me.
We’re face to face, both covered in sweat, and I just hold her for a while as her breathing comes back to almost normal. I slide my fingers over her cheek, pushing her hair away from her face so I can see her properly.
“Spence...” Her voice is hoarse and I kiss her to shut her up.
Then I grab her hip and pull it over my leg until my cock is right at her pussy, her hot pussy, which is still twitching from
