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“Give me your hole, pet,” Elliot said. I had been so focused on the sucking that I hadn’t even noticed him come back into the sunroom.
I spread my thighs and tilted my hips up invitingly, and Elliot slid inside me with one slow, deliberate thrust.
Even though he was an omega, Elliot enjoyed being on top, like an alpha, and he gave me orders that I was only too delighted to follow. When Brooks spilled hot and heavy into my mouth, I came, too, the release sharp and sudden.
Elliot pulled out of me and tugged on my arm.
“Turn around and suckle on my balls, sweetie. That’s it. If you’re a good pet, you can be our cum dump tonight. You’ll like that, won’t you?”
I would love that.
When the omegas pleasured each other in the evening, I was always there with my mouth open or ass cheeks spread out, collecting my rewards. They all emptied their balls into my body, until my belly felt full and my ass was all slippery.
Then they cuddled me in bed, all of us tangled together, and I felt like part of a family. I missed His Lordship’s warm presence, but my masters would take care of me.
The days passed easily. Brooks, Elliot, and Raphael sometimes went to the city, but they always returned in time for dinner. Meo and Angelo stayed with me during the days. We had a picnic in the park and fooled around on the blanket in bright sunlight. We bathed naked in the lake, and afterward, they both licked my hole, teasing me and not letting me come until I was begging for it.
In the evenings, we played naughty games that involved various sex toys and wine, and I now knew how marvelous it felt to be spanked while a large plug was buried in my ass.
Every night, I went to bed sated, even though His Lordship wasn’t there to fuck me.
His Lordship was expected back at home on Saturday. I couldn’t wait for our alpha to return and thought all the omegas felt the same. Yet when the time neared, Elliot came into the sunroom with a frown on his face.
“He’s on his way.”
I smiled. That was terrific news. But why did Elliot look so grave?
“He’s in a mood, isn’t he?” Brooks asked.
“Yes. It’s been one of those days. He wants us all lined up and ready.”
The room hummed with excitement.
“Let’s shower. He’ll be here in less than an hour.”
The bathroom adjacent to the main bedroom had multiple showerheads, allowing us to stand together and wash each other. Elliot took me into his arms and covered my body with suds.
“Is His Lordship in a bad mood, Lord Elliot?”
“Yes,” Elliot replied, briskly running his hands down my back and between my ass cheeks.
“What should I do? How can I help?”
“Just make sure you’re wet enough for him.”
That wasn’t a problem. Since my claiming, I’d been wet inside all the time.
We gathered in the bedroom, all of us naked. The scent of our slick intensified as we anticipated our alpha’s return. We kissed and caressed each other, and soon, soft sighs and moans filled the room. Angelo flicked his tongue over my nipples, and Meo crouched over my upturned face. I slid my tongue into Meo’s leaking hole and drank while my own hole ached with emptiness. Meo’s slick tasted like honey.
A door banged somewhere in the house, the sound echoing through the hallways.
“He’s here!”
In a flurry of arms and legs, the omegas climbed off the bed and knelt at the edge of the mattress, arms folded, asses pushed toward the bedroom door. I mimicked their position. I glanced to my sides—I was the third from the left, with Angelo next to me and Brooks by my other side.
His Lordship Heath Thornton stormed into the bedroom, pulling on his tie. I could see him in one of the mirrors. The formidable alpha’s face was a mask of fury. Unzipping his pants, he surveyed the line of bare asses, laid out for him like a buffet.
He pulled out his cock and gave it three careless strokes. The massive shaft lengthened and thickened in his hand, looking less like human flesh and more like a weapon. Then he crouched behind Elliot. With a snarl, he mounted his husband and slapped a hand over Elliot’s gaping mouth.
