The bitch must have liked it, because she came again, cunt encouraging his knot to throb and expand all the larger.
It was so skincrawlingly intimate like this, no matter how he tried to silence her. No matter if he mounted her from behind or made her wail. Twice he’d even caught himself staring at the bite mark on her shoulder and salivating for another nip.
Both times he’d been thinking of another woman.
One he had bitten—right on the neck, in parallel to Caspian’s claiming mark.
One who he should be buried in right now, dumping all this jizz into her belly. Encouraging her body one step closer to the estrous that would see her fat with his baby.
The rut should have been slipping, but that one thought and he was back in another frenzy. Swinging his hips even though they were knotted, he worked that spasming pussy as if by sheer force of will would see a baby planted.
“How many days has it been?”
Snarling, throwing a rage-filled glare over his shoulder, Kieran found Toby indolently leaning against the door.
Two fucking days riding the doll without relief. “Get out!”
“You didn’t appreciate my last update, huh?” With an exaggerated sigh, Toby pushed off the door and sauntered closer to the sweating couple. “I thought you’d like to see the look on her face while I licked her sweet pussy until she couldn’t take it anymore.”
The bastard and his updates…
While rutting over the doll, a fucking holo projection had lit up more than once with uninvited images of Jax—Caspian gently peeling off the pretty Omega’s robe so he might admire the marks he’d left on her body. Unaware Toby had been documenting the moment, the First Alpha had fucking cleaned a female’s wounds. Bandaged them, even healed the worst with equipment Toby already had waiting in that fucking mansion.
The First Alpha had tended a female.
It wasn’t done! And it should have left Kieran livid for a very different reason.
The doll had seen the projection, she’d asked questions. She’d asked for marks just like that!
So he’d fucked her until she’d grown hoarse and shut up.
Breath fanning over the back of his neck, a light touch tracing down Kieran’s spine, he heard Toby lower his zipper. “She asked me about you. More than once. Course, I lied.”
Animal growl in his throat, hair dripping sweat and body smeared with Omega slick, Kieran refused to take the bait. Not even when the Third’s finger traveled down the crease of his ass to rim the place they both knew Toby wanted to claim.
“I told her you were fine. She thought Caspian might have left you a corpse.” The Third pressed closer, daring much. “She actually wanted to talk to you.”
Teeth clenched together, knot and cum and his traitorous sack doing nothing to ease his need, Kieran hissed, “Fuck off, Toby.”
The blunt head of a swollen shaft prodded his ass, threatening and tempting.
Feeling the male’s hands grip his hips, offering little more than token resistance, Kieran ignored the riled grunts of the woman neither male paid any attention to, and felt Toby began to stretch his way through his tender ring.
“I hate to do this without my sunshine here.” As if he’d prepared it all, his cock half-buried in Kieran’s ass, a new hologram lit up before them. A crisp recording of Caspian’s mouse being fucked beyond a measure of sanity.
Wrapped up in Caspian, Toby at her back, she was wild and beautiful, and glowing in the sun.
Under his palm, Kieran heard an indignant snarl from the doll, and barked at the interruption. “How many times do I have to tell you to BE QUIET!”
Slick easing his entry, Toby bottomed out, purring at Kieran’s ear. “Do you see her? Last night she took us both at the same time. You could have been in her mouth.” Hands rounding his waist to grip the exposed root of Kieran’s cock, Toby hummed, “You could have drained this dick down her throat.”
Meat jerking where it was buried in Omega pussy, knot pulsating—not from an annoyance, but in a very real manifestation of pleasure—Kieran groaned at the fantasy. More than cum drained from him, and it had little to do with the way Toby dragged his girth over Kieran’s prostate.
A familiar Omega call blasted over the room’s speakers left him pressing back, dragging the thing attached to his dick with the movement. Caspian’s mouse couldn’t have known that Toby had recorded her, she never would have cried out like that had she the slightest inkling. From everywhere, audio cranked high, Jax’s noises bounced around the room—a beautiful song punctuated by male grunts and the vicious snarls of Alphas taking what was theirs.
What was Kieran’s.
Toby scythed in and out, jerking his hips hard enough to threaten a stretched anus with a budding knot. “Think of how she tastes, how tight her cunt squeezes down when you thrust in.”