Page 96 of Desperate Omega

I wonder if Hines is doing it with her mates right now while she watches me. Probably so. It sounds like pretty much the entire crowd is joining in at this point.

I sigh and look at the two younger alphas who are holding my body up so Thorus can mate with me. Now that their pack master is supporting my lower body, they each have one free hand with which to touch me. They capture my jouncing breasts and squeeze them. They knead my soft flesh with their strong fingers. They pinch my erect nipples until I squeal with pleasure.

The flurry of sensations is overwhelming. Thorus is still thrusting away between my legs, thrusting at an upward angle that makes his cockhead buff against that special place on my front wall.

I can feel another climax bubbling up inside me, a sweet pressure that seems to grow and expand until it reaches its breaking point and explodes through me in waves of pure bliss.

I shudder and moan in my alphas’ arms.

Thorus does not finish inside of me, however. Not yet. His cock withdraws from me with a wet sound. He motions for the other two alphas to turn me, displaying my dripping sex to the watching crowd, letting everyone see how thoroughly he has gaped me.

A few days ago, I probably would have died from embarrassment. Tonight, I do not even blush.

Let them see me, I think. Let them know who my pussy belongs to.

My three alpha mates, and no one else. My pussy is for them alone. It is theirs to share, theirs to touch, theirs to lick and breed and knot—just as their three cocks are mine, mine to suck and stroke and take deep inside my body.

“Set her down,” Thorus says. “I want her on all fours. I’m going to have that tight little ass.”

Markus and Brik follow their pack master’s order and place me on my hands and knees in the center of the dais. I’m still a little shaky from the intense orgasm I just experienced, so they remain kneeling on either side of me for support. Meanwhile, Thorus moves around behind me and gets into position. After a moment, I feel his strong hands clutching my hips.

“Source,” he murmurs behind me. “Just look at that perfect little ass. I don’t think I’ll ever get over how gorgeous you are, Syra—every inch of you is beautiful.”

He spreads my cheeks apart and lays the underside of his shaft against my cleft, then he pumps his pelvis a couple times, gliding his piercings against my exposed skin. My entire backside is already well-lubricated from the slick that’s been pouring out of me. So is his shaft.

He presses his tip to my hole and starts to ease himself into me.

While everyone watches.

I ought to be ashamed, but I’m not—only excited. I want everybody to witness this. I want them to see how well I can take my alpha pack master’s cock. I want them to see how he fucks me into submission.

Which he does.

He takes things slowly at first, making sure my tight hole can handle his immense girth, but he gradually increases the pace and intensity of his mating, and soon he is pounding into me from behind. His taut pelvis slaps my ass with each thrust. His long cock drives into me deeper than deep.

Thorus’s fingers clutch my hair, and he tugs my head back roughly as he continues to fuck me.

“Good omega,” he growls. “You have learned to take a cock well. Now, are you ready to be shared by your mates?”

“Yes!” I gasp, my voice breaking with need, as I look back and forth between Markus and Brik. “I want you inside me. All three of you at the same time.”

Thorus wraps his powerful arms around my middle and pulls my body against his. Then he slowly leans back, until he is lying face-up, and I am reclining on top of him, with my legs spread, and his dick buried deep within my ass.

It is Markus who climbs between my open thighs.

There is no fighting between him and Brik. No jostling for position. No jealous rage. They have learned how to share me, and they seem to enjoy it as much as I do. A few times over the past ten days, I have had sex with one or the other of them individually while the other two were away on some task. But most of the time, our matings are a group effort, and Markus and Brik are both team players.

They are practically family now. They are pack brothers.

Thanks to his role in the events at the prison, Markus has been pardoned of his past crimes, and his status within the tribe has been reinstated. Thorus invited him to join his pack, and Markus accepted the invitation. There was never any doubt that he would.

He still does not have his piercings. Tomorrow, he will receive new ones along with me, but tonight he is bare. His shaft is smooth and hard sliding into my pussy, which Thorus has so thoroughly prepared for him.

Slick gushes out of me as Markus shoves his cock home.

“Oh, Source,” I moan. “Markus, you feel so big and hard inside me.”

“And you feel so wet and hot, my Syra. I love the way your wet pussy hugs my hard cock.”