by Layla Heart
When Liam slammed into Zack, the force of it spun Max and me into a heap on the floor. Max made sure that I fell on top of him, that I was protected, but the other two guys didn’t even seem to notice it. I feel Max moving slowly and the low rumble in his chest makes me feel like he’s about to join in with them. That he’s about to join the fight. No!
“Please.” It’s hard to talk, my body feeling almost like it isn’t mine.
I want them. I need them. I need them to touch me. I need them... I need them inside me... My heat is making thinking very hard, very, very hard, just running on instincts.
The loud noises must have attracted Spence, because he suddenly appears at my side, helping me up carefully, his hands on me wandering a lot more than is needed. When I meet his eyes, trying to break through the fog in my head, they’re dark from lust, unfocused. I reach out to him too, pushing closer to him, revelling in how his body feels against me. His strong and hard body, his hard cock...
I’m lifted and Max’ growl is close to my ear. “Upstairs.” He carries me up the stairs in just a few strides and then down the hallway to the bedroom.
The other three guys blunder after him, loudly cursing, trying to fight the others away. All wanting to get to me first. All wanting to get to me as fast as they can.
Max puts me on the bed, a moment of sanity in his gaze as he leans close, his voice a hoarse whisper. “I’m sorry. Everything’s a mess. I’m so sorry. I wish it could have gone differently.”
But I’m too hot and start tugging at my shirt, trying to get it off. I need to cool down. Clothes are too restrictive. They’re too hot. Max starts helping by opening my jeans and tugging them down. I want him to touch me more. I want to feel him against me more. I need to feel him, skin-to-skin. I need him in any way possible. I need.
As Max still struggles to take my jeans off, Spence is next to me on the bed, his hand going straight for my boobs, holding them, before leaning down and taking one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking hard. Electricity shoots through me and I moan out. “Yes. Yes.” Fucking hell. How can I need them so badly? This is different from any other time I’ve felt my heat, like when I didn’t take my meds on time. This is so much headier, so much stronger. It’s like I can’t control myself anymore.
Then a low growl sounds close to my ear and a cold, scaly hand grips my chin, angling my head to the side and Zack takes my mouth in a rough kiss. He’s kissing, nibbling, biting, almost devouring my mouth, letting out a growl each time he eats up one of my moans.
A mouth on my stomach, kissing a trail down, the same path as his hand travelled just days ago, is the sign that Liam has also joined us. As he reaches my slit, I find out that his tongue is even more skilful than his fingers are and I buck up to his face. Fucking hell. They’re going to drive me crazy like this.
I reach out, trying to give at least something back for all the pleasure they’re giving me. I find Zack’s thigh first, and then his cock, and he growls, slowly starting to fuck my mouth with his tongue as I slide my hand over his cock the best I can. He’s big, much bigger than I expected somehow.
I have no idea if he’ll fit inside me. But, at this point, I’m desperate to try. Not just willing, but desperate, because this feeling, this need, it won’t be over until I’ve been held by an Alpha, until my Alpha has fucked my brains out...
That thought has me moaning and rolling my hips towards Liam’s mouth, Liam’s very skilful mouth, again. I don’t just want his tongue, I want his cock inside me. I want any of their cocks inside me.
Max’ lips slide up my leg, up my thigh, his hand following closely behind, until he dips his finger into my pussy, slipping easily inside. I’m so wet. I’m so ready for them, for him.
A whine escapes me. I want more. I don’t just want his finger, I want his cock inside me. His finger slides out and he wraps his hands around my thighs, holding on, before he pulls me towards the end of the bed in one fluid motion, his cock disappearing into my pussy in one go, making both of us moan out.
The movement was so rough that the other three guys had to let go of me, but that doesn’t hold them back for long, their mouths and fingers back on me in an instant.
Max is big, really big, stretching me almost painfully, but I don’t want him to stop. I need him. I need him so much. He fills me up, all the way. I can feel every small movement he makes, I can almost feel every ridge on his cock rubbing inside my pussy. Fucking hell. I never knew it would feel this good, I never knew they would feel this good...
Then something happens that makes my head spin and I cry out, part panic, part pleasure. The knot in Max’ cock starts to fill, locking him inside me. He’s so much bigger like this, and I grab around, needing to hold onto something, someone, just to make this spinning in my head stop.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Max grips my hips tightly as he rolls his hips, moving inside me, pleasure sparking through me. Then Zack and Spence each attack one of my breasts with their mouths, their eyes on me clouded with lust, as they stare up at me.
I manage not to come immediately, until Liam slides his fingers between Max and me. When he slides too low for Max’ liking, the cerberus lets out a snarl in the centaur’s direction and Liam growls back, before putting his fingers on top of my clit, and, without warning, my orgasm explodes through me. Making me gasp and moan as I come hard, the world tipping, everything going white behind my eyes. Fucking hell.
Then there’s a lot of sudden movements. Max lifts me up, still stuck inside me, and I quickly try to wrap my legs around him, as much as I can in my blissful state. He puts his mouth over my shoulder, where my shoulder and neck meet, and, with one hand on my ass and the other on my back, he rolls his hips a few more times before he comes. His cock pulses in me, coating my insides, but what pulls me over the edge of another orgasm is the moment he bites down and breaks my skin, marking me, claiming me as his.
This time, the orgasm is almost even brighter than before. I try to hold onto him, but my hands are slippery and I can’t get a grip on him as the waves of my orgasm flood through me in time with the pulsing of his cock, taking my breath away with every wave.
Slowly, I’m lowered back on the bed and Max’ knot eases, letting him slide out of me. I barely recognise the whine leaving my throat at the loss of contact, the loss of his cock from inside me, but then I’m in his arms and he’s pulled me on top of him, kissing me slowly. I can taste my blood on his lips and I expect that it will disgust me, but I like it. I like it because it means I’m his now. My heart grows at the thought. I’m his. His.
“Hell.” Zack quietly curses, like he’s in awe. Then I feel his scaly hand on my back, as it slowly goes back to human flesh, and he kneels behind me, kissing my ass before his kisses move up my back, until I feel his cock slide against my pussy. “You’re still mine.” His growl comes at the same time as he pushes inside me and I let out a hiss, still tender from Max’ cock, but also desperate to feel Zack inside me.
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?!
38
Spence
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 her last orgasm. I keep kissing her as I slowly slide inside her. She feeds me her moans and gasps and I gladly take every one of them. I love giving her pleasure, I love the sounds she makes.
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, her breathing hard, I couldn’t not react. I’m usually not that good at keeping myself under control anyway, but this was stronger than I’ve ever felt before. This was a much deeper instinct, this was not something I had any chance ever controlling. I needed to have her, I needed to take her with me, but then that stupid centaur started fighting me and from there on out things become more of a blur. Until the moment when the haze lifted and we all realised what just happened. We all claimed her...
