by Nora Ash
“He will find a way out,” he said, a faint brush of pain touching his voice. “And if not, Bjarni told us what happened. I was… not too surprised. Our father has all days cared more about his own skin than ours. So, should he not manage to free himself, I am at peace with that. He would sacrifice us for his own life, and you—you are my family now. You and your mates.”
“I’m going to help him,” I said softly.
He pulled back, lifting up on one elbow. I felt his eyes scrutinize me, but he remained silent.
“He saved our lives. Nidhug would have killed us without him. So… I am going to repay him the favor. I have to.”
“How?”
It was a simple question, but I had no answer. Instead, I brushed my fingertips through his soft hair to his jaw, pulling him back down for a kiss.
“I’ll find a way,” I murmured against his lips. “Tomorrow.”
“Don’t risk your life for his,” Saga said, his exhale hot against mine. “Promise me.”
“I promise,” I said. “That would defeat the entire purpose of these past three weeks.”
“It would,” he agreed. And then he swallowed my breath in a searing kiss.
I spread my thighs again, but this time instead of using his hand to pleasure me, he broke free from our kiss to move down my body, nipping and licking my skin as he descended.
I gasped into the darkness when he captured first one nipple and then the other, sucking them both until they were stiff and aching. Then he delved lower, and I had to bite the back of my hand to keep myself quiet.
Saga placed teasing kisses on my vulva, trailing down to my inner thighs where he nipped and sucked until I wound my fingers through his long hair and pulled him up where I needed him.
His tongue flicked right over the tip of my clit peeking out from its hood, and my breath exploded out in a hiss of sensation, my thighs clamping shut around Saga’s head on instinct.
He chuckled and grabbed my thighs, forcing them wide. And then, he descended on me like a starved man.
It took everything I had to hold back my moans and whimpers as Saga devoured my pussy, thrusting his tongue up inside of me and sucking my clit until it hurt. When I couldn’t stand it anymore, he eased up on the stimulation, gently licking in circles around it until I stopped trying to shove him away—only to suck it back into his mouth the next second.
I came in a violent torrent of sensation exploding through my pelvis and into my brain. If Saga hadn’t released one thigh to press a hand against my mouth, my scream would have ripped through the room as I bucked and writhed, lost to the waves of pleasure.
While I was still coming down from my orgasm, Saga sat up on his knees between my thighs. He wiped his mouth with one hand, then ranged over me and brushed his lips over mine—gently until my addled brain came back from orbit, then deeply.
I tasted myself on his lips, tangy and rich, and hummed in appreciation as I stroked down his back, enjoying the ripple of his muscles.
“You feel like battle and victory,” he rasped, pulling back a little to look down at me again. Though I couldn’t make out his eyes, I felt the burning intensity in them as he drank me In. “You’re the one who conquered me. You won my heart, my devotion… my unending loyalty.”
He reached between us, and I hissed a breath in when the thick head of his cock nudged between my splayed labia, finding my slickened entrance.
“But when I’m inside you—you yield to me.”
With that he pushed in, seating his cock in its entirety in my core.
I whimpered and bit down on his shoulder to keep from crying out, the stretch of taking him bringing that now familiar mix of pleasure and pain I’d learned to love.
Once I was fully hilted, he paused, our breaths coming in equally harsh pants, mingling in the space between us. Nothing felt like this—like being one with him. It was physical, and it was emotional, our bond humming with completion we’d never experience when we weren’t locked together in flesh.
“I will never want anything more than this,” Saga whispered.
His first thrust made me bite back down on his shoulder, my fingers grasping for purchase against his back. He filled me so perfectly, forced my pussy so wonderfully wide, and I could do nothing but lay underneath him and take it.
He was right, in some ways. I would have his heart and his undivided devotion for the rest of eternity—but when we had sex, I would always be the one to surrender. He was alpha through and through, they all were, and I—Norn-blessed, fated to save the world, wielding magic so powerful I still didn’t fully understand the extent of it—underneath them, I was only their omega. Born to submit.
He fucked me in long, hard thrusts, his breath harsh in my ear as he showed me his full power. I clung to him, clawed at his back and bit his shoulder from the intensity of taking him, and wound my legs around his to press myself up for more.
When my body started its climb toward my second peak, Saga thrust his hand down between us, finding my clit with experienced ease. I jerked at the contact and screamed into his shoulder when he began flicking the little bud hard and fast.
He grunted in my ear and pounded my pussy until my body bowed up and I flung my head back and came.
Saga clamped his hand not busy on my clit over my mouth, but not before my howl of pleasure burst out into the quiet room. A howl that swiftly turned to protest when the base of his already thick cock swelled, tormenting my sheath as he forced his growing knot in and out of my opening a few times before finally seating it behind my pelvic bone, right up against my G-spot.
I gritted my teeth and breathed through the hard expanse, shuddering as the pressure of his knot forced my climax to roll through my body in continual waves. There’d been a time when I’d hated everything about getting knotted, but now… It still hurt, it was still so forceful, but my body had gotten accustomed to the violent stretch. Where before I’d hated being forced to be so vulnerable and had found the experience humiliating, now it was something else. A proof of how deeply I trusted this man, how completely I surrendered myself to him.
Saga held me so perfectly tight to his hulking body while we both came, murmuring a mixture of filthy words and sweet confessions of love as he emptied himself inside of me. Only when we both had no more left to give did he release my mouth with his hand to plant a sweet kiss on my lips.
Breathing a happy sigh, I nuzzled against the side of his neck and relaxed into the mattress, fully planning on dozing off underneath him while he waited for his knot to ease.
“I distinctly remember us all agreeing not to disturb our mate until morning,” a tart voice said from the darkness somewhere beyond Saga’s embrace.
Bjarni.
“That’s funny—so do I. In fact, I do believe he was the one to suggest it,” Magni joined in.
I looked to my left, and past the bulky shape of Saga’s arm caught sight of the outline of four male figures either sitting upright or standing. One of them—from the outline of his hair, I guessed Grim—moved away from the others and toward the door, followed by the sound of it opening and closing.
Saga smirked down at me. “Oh, sweetling. You’ve gone and woken them now. I did warn you what would happen if you didn’t keep quiet while you milked my cock.”
I grimaced, turning my focus to the three others. “Sorry.”
Modi snorted. “It did not sound like you were too sorry just a moment ago.”
“It didn’t, did it?” There was a distinctly predatory note to Magni’s voice. He got to his feet in a smooth movement, prowling closer to loom over the bed. “Looks like we were foolish to expect this little minx to need a full night’s sleep before she gets her pretty cunt filled. Weren’t we, pet?”
I groaned and hid my face in Saga’s shoulder. “No, not foolish at all. I’m shattered, really, I am—”
Magni bent farther down over the bed, his fingers finding where Saga and I were connected. My blond mate jerked and hissed out a breath at the cont
act, quickly snapping his head around to glare over his shoulder.
“Oi!”
“Not so fun this way around, is it?” Magni said, a dark note of amusement in his voice. “If it wasn’t for this fucking ring, I’d shock you to pop that knot out of her.”
Saga growled a half-hearted threat, then hissed again when Magni moved his finger, slipping one digit in alongside Saga’s knot. I let out a gasp at the extra stretch, clenching at Saga’s shoulders and whimpering as Magni worked his finger against our melded flesh.
Whatever he was doing, it had distinctly different effects on Saga and me. Where my pussy slowly bloomed alive with the rhythm of his knuckle rubbing at my G-spot, Saga’s knot subsided significantly faster than normal. After about five minutes, he let out a breath and reached back to shove Magni away.
“You’d be wise to remember that I’m not gonna allow this every time you want inside of her,” Saga growled. “Next time, I’m snapping your wrist.”
He pulled his hips back, making my breath hitch when his knot momentarily caught in the mouth of my pussy. Then he pulled free and sat back on his heels, brushing both hands up my splayed legs in a loving caress before he climbed off the bed, leaving me naked and open to the other alphas.
Magni climbed between my thighs, but when he went to settle his hips, Modi grabbed his shoulder. Firmly.
“I love you, brother, but there is no chance you are going to fuck my mate while I simply watch.”
Magni snarled. “It has been three weeks since I was last inside my woman, brother. No fucking power in the entire nine worlds is strong enough to stop me from taking her.”
“Well, we know she can take two of us at once,” Bjarni said, a distinct purr in his voice.
“No. No. Absolutely not.” I winced at the thought of how I’d had to heal Magni’s injuries. “Not unless one of you is literally fucking dying.”
“How cute. You think you get a say, omega?” Magni teased, that edge of darkness in his voice raising goosebumps of excitement along my bared skin. “Grab some blankets. Make her a nest. She was happy enough to take Saga’s dick while we were sleeping—she gets to satisfy all of us simultaneously.”
“Wait, what—”
My protest died on a squeal when Magni grabbed me by the hips and pulled me up tight against his torso before he stood, carrying me with him. Around us, the other three alphas were tossing furs, pillows and blankets in a pile on the floor. By the single, small desk by the window, someone lit a candle, bathing the room in a warm glow that finally allowed me to see them fully. All bare skin and rolling muscle.
When they’d finished with the thick layer of soft furnishings on the floor, Magni unceremoniously put me down in the middle of them, hiked my right thigh over his shoulder, lined up, and shoved himself inside of me.
My pussy, still warm and lubricated from Saga, opened for him with minimal pain, but the sensation of being filled in the span of a breath made me cry out and grab at his forearms to anchor myself.
“Fucking Hel, pet,” Magni groaned, stilling with his hips pressed tight to my pussy and ass. “Oh, I missed you. I missed this.”
“I missed you too,” I panted, my thoughts of anything but him momentarily vanished like mist on a hot summer’s day. “Shit, that’s—oh!”
Hot lips closing around my left nipple brought me back to reality with a sharp twang. Dazedly I clutched Bjarni to my chest, tangling my fingers in his messy hair, panting at the dual onslaught of stimulation. Stimulation that only increased when Saga laid down on my right side, popping my unattended nipple into his mouth with a deep suck.
“Fuck!”
“Your wish is my command,” Magni grunted. He pulled his hips back, leaving just half his meaty length inside, only to thrust back the next second. And again.
I whimpered, and keened when someone—I wasn’t sure if it was Saga or Bjarni—found my clit.
In a matter of moments, I lost myself in the stimulation of every erogenous zone on my body, until a strong hand closed around my jaw, tipping my head up and to the side. When I opened my eyes, Modi was staring down at me. He teased my lips with his thumb, pressing it into my mouth to the first knuckle.
“Suck,” he commanded, voice rough as gravel.
I swirled my tongue around his fingertip and pulled hard on it with a deep suck, mirroring Saga’s attentions to my right breast until Modi closed his eyes and hissed out a curse. He pulled his thumb from my lips, and the next second pushed his thick cock against them.
“Show me how well you can suck my cock, my little whore,” he rasped.
I opened my mouth willingly, the ache in my jaw as he pushed the tip in as far as it would go numbed by the pleasure shaking my body in rhythm with my three other mates’ stimulation.
Modi groaned at the touch of my tongue to his sensitive head. He buried a hand in my hair to keep me in place, his eyes raking over me. “Gods be damned, you feel so good, Anna!”
I moaned in response, flicking my tongue at his slit and earning another hiss of pleasure. Blindly I reached for Saga and Bjarni, grasping their cocks in each hand. Saga was still wet from our union but as hard as if he hadn’t just spilled himself inside of me. I didn’t have enough multitasking skills to stroke them as the Thorsson brothers fucked my pussy and mouth in a rough rhythm, but I didn’t need to.
Bjarni growled with pleasure against my breast and rolled his hips, fucking my hand with long, languid strokes.
Saga popped off my nipple and kissed his way up my throat and jaw until he got to my ear. “Look at you, Annabel,” he whispered, his hot breath raising goosebumps along my neck. “One little human omega servicing four immortal alphas. How you would have blushed at the mere thought when I first met you. How ashamed you would have been as you rubbed your little clit to the thought of it, hiding alone in your bed.
“My beautiful, deviant mate. So far you’ve come. You want us all to seed that greedy little cunt of yours, don’t you? I feel you in our bond, sweetling. You crave us as much we do you. Maybe you even want me to slide inside of you again, hmm? Fill your pussy alongside Magni—make it hurt like the first time I knotted you? Just keep touching my cock like that, and that’s exactly what you’ll get.”
Despite the rush of desire at his dirty words and the flood of liquid bathing Magni’s already soaking cock, I instantly released my grip on his thick dick. I had no illusions that they were going to stop before each of them had knotted me, and yeah, despite my initial protests, I wanted this as much as they did… but I also remembered what it’d been like to have two alphas inside of me.
Saga chuckled into my ear and nipped at my earlobe. “Wuss.”
I didn’t get a chance to answer—not that I could have—because just then Magni wrapped an arm underneath my torso and pulled me up to rest against his thighs, popping my mouth off Modi’s cock with a wet sound and Bjarni off my nipple and clit.
Growls of protest sounded around me, but the burn in Magni’s eyes forced my full focus on him.
His beautiful face was strained with pleasure, and those forest green eyes pulled me in like a moth to the flame. There was so much love, so much devotion—so much despair in them.
“Annabel. My Annabel,” he groaned. “I was lost without you, mate. Fuck! Fuck, you feel like life on my cock, pet. Never, ever leave again!”
“I won’t,” I moaned, his desperation pulling me closer to him, making me want to do anything, say anything to wipe away the pain I saw in his beautiful, haunted eyes. “I’m yours. I’ll always be yours. You’re my family. My everything.”
Magni squeezed his eyes shut and crushed me to his thickly muscled chest, groaning as he thrust up inside me several more times before his knot swelled, forcing my pussy to stretch obscenely wide until it snapped shut behind the violent protrusion, locking us together.
The pressure on my G-spot and the feel of Magni’s throbbing cock as he spilled his seed inside me sent me over the edge once more. I clung to him as tightly as he did me,
pressing kisses to his neck, shoulders, and jaw. In my chest, our bond reverberated with the depth of his emotions: love, reverence, home.
We breathed together, shivering for every pulse of our bodies releasing in waves of pleasure.
Only when my pussy had wrung the last of his essence from his still-throbbing cock did my senses come back to the room—and the alphas still hungry for their taste of me.
Warm hands stroked up my back, soft lips framed by a scruffy beard kissing my shoulder and teasing at one of my claiming marks. Bjarni.
I hummed and leaned my head back against him, letting him catch my lips in a hungry kiss. His hands slid from my back to my breasts, wedging between Magni and me.
Modi knelt behind Magni, his hands slipping between our hips. I jerked when he flicked my clit, making Magni hiss as I clenched around him.
“You keep doing that, my knot’s staying inside of her for the next hour,” Magni moaned. He shifted his hips demonstratively, rubbing my G-spot with his hard knot tied in my still-trembling channel, making me mewl.
“Do not make me do what you did to the Jotunn, brother,” Modi growled.
“Just… give it time,” I gasped, wincing when Magni shifted again. “Come. Let me… Let me help you.”
“You just wanna pump our cocks, don’t you?” Bjarni purred in my ear. He shifted to my right, grabbing my hand from Magni’s shoulder and brought it to his throbbing member.
Obediently I wrapped my fingers around it and gave him a slow stroke all the way from the base to tip that had him hissing with pleasure. Immediately, another thick cock was pushed into my other hand. Modi moaned brokenly when I gave him a stroke in rhythm with Bjarni, wrapping an arm around my body and pulling me into him and away from Magni.
Magni growled, but it was somewhat unconvincing. “Careful. So long as she’s stuck on my knot, she’s mine.”
Saga snorted. “I’d be careful with such statements. I hear a finger up the ass can settle a knot down right quick.”
Magni shot him a death glare.
“Dunno about your brother, but I’m getting closer to giving it a go than I’d ever thought I would. Fuck!” Bjarni rumbled, his breath expelling in a burst when I rubbed my thumb over his swollen head, smearing the ample pre-cum pearling there.
