When I’m inside her fully, a new sensation overcomes me as my knot fills and my kisses falter, my head spinning. What the...? I’ve never felt this before. The knot keeps me in place inside her, letting me move enough to fuck her, but not much else. And it won’t come down until I’ve come, which, with how things are right now, probably won’t take that long...
Max stretches out behind me, his hard cock still right above my ass, but it’s not his cock that makes me worry, but his hand, which is sliding up over the inside of my thigh.
A warning growl escapes me. He’s not going to take my time with Cyra away from me. He’s not going to make this faster than it has to be. She’s mine and I’m not letting him touch her again before I’ve claimed her.
Then Max nips at my shoulder, hard enough to sting as he growls at me, and his fingers find my hole. Oh, fuck... If he does that... Oh, no.
I’m not going to let him distract me, not when I’ve finally got Cyra for myself. I roll my hips, Cyra’s pussy clamping down around me, like she’s squeezing my cock inside her, and it makes everything so much more intense.
I kiss her, soft, tender, trying to not be as rough as the others were, but it’s hard to stay in control when I’ve got her around my cock and Max is slowly playing his finger over my hole. Fuck.
Pulling Cyra tighter against me, I fuck her harder, my instincts taking over. I need to have her, I need to claim her as mine. I’ve got her in my arms, and now I need to mark her as mine. I need to make her mine. I need to claim her. I need to make her my Omega.
Her breathing turns to gasps, moans, her hands on me fluttery, like she’s not exactly sure what she’s doing with them. Then she grips onto me tighter and her whole body starts tensing. That’s when I feel it, how close to coming she already is.
I angle my hips a little differently, a constant stream of gasps and soft curses leaving her as my lips slide down her neck, to where it meets her shoulder. I can already feel Liam’s mark there, and then I open my mouth, my teeth on her skin, pressing in but not yet through.
Cyra kisses my cheek, her breathing rough as she moves her lips to my ear. Then I feel her smile against my skin. “Next time, I want to see you lose control as Max fucks you while you fuck me.” Her voice is hoarse and as Max moans, since he’s close enough to have also heard her words, he pushes his finger inside me, breaching, pushing me over the edge, making me lose control.
I bite down on Cyra’s shoulder, breaking her skin, as I come, pulsing inside her as she tightens around me, coming too. It’s like we’re synchronised now, every time a shudder goes through her, her pussy clamps down around my cock, and my cock pulses inside her.
I try to move, have some control, but it’s like we’re caught in some other world, where there’s just pleasure. Where it’s just her and me, and Max. Pleasure coursing through us, our bodies so primed for pleasure, for mating.
She’s mine. She’s mine now. I’ve marked her. Mine.
Carefully unlocking my jaw, I let go of Cyra’s shoulder, moving to kiss her, but Max grabs my jaw and turns my head, kissing me hard, smearing Cyra’s blood between us and my head spins when Cyra’s pussy clamps extra tightly around my cock.
I guess our girl likes watching us...
My knot finally subsides and I slowly slide out of her, taking her in my arms, pulling her head on my chest, kissing her on top of her head, my heart filled with a deep warmth.
Max wraps himself around the both of us at my back, while Zack pushes close to Cyra’s back. I wonder for a moment where Liam is, but then know where he is as he basically plants himself on top of us all at our legs.
We all laugh, relieved, tension leaving us for the first time since the weekend. It finally feels right.
Then, as the mating madness slowly seeps from my mind, the sexual energy in the room slowly fading away, we all come back to ourselves and, with a shock, I realise what just happened.
We all fucked Cyra. She’s in heat. And we didn’t wear a condom...
Earlier, when I’d come into the hallway, as I could hear Liam and Zack fighting, I found Max and Cyra on the floor. I didn’t think much of the fight at first, just Liam and Zack being them. But as I got closer to Cyra, something overtook me and all sensible thoughts went from my mind. I knew that I had to fight against the haze coming over me, but I couldn’t.
I tried, but couldn’t fight it.
This was my mate. My mate was in heat and I had to have her. I had to.
I always thought that I’d be able to fight an Omega’s heat, any Omega’s heat, but no matter what, I couldn’t resist Cyra’s heat. Because she’s not just any Omega, she’s my mate.
And I just claimed her.
We all claimed her...
39 Zack
I’ve made myself comfortable in one of the other rooms in the house, away from the others, needing to clear my head and think for a moment. Which is hard with Cyra around, even though her heat has gone down after that... that orgy. There’s no other way to describe what happened. That was an orgy.
When Max carried Cyra into the house, her face all flushed,
