Page 99 of The Gift
“Koda, Koda, coming. Knot…so good. Bite me, please.” Bailey starts talking jibber-jabber, her eyes hooding, her lips pursing.
I bend down and suck on her neck, wanting to bite her, knowing I will soon.
She throws her head back, and Ashton leans down to kiss her stupid, filling her mouth with his tongue. Henley looks stunned, his hand squeezing around his own knot. Groaning again when he sees that Bailey somehow takes me deeper inside her.
She leans forward, and her skin is hot as it sears across my skin. I’m sensitive and responsive. She must be too, and I see when her heat haze lets up. She smiles at me like I’ve given her the greatest gift in the world. Falling forward, her arms fly around my neck and bring us closer so we’re touching everywhere, our bodies moving like they really were made for each other.
“Both your alphas need to knot you,” I say on a groan.
“HENLEY!” she screams, and he moves like a snake bit his ass.
He says something into her ears, before she glares at me. “Stop.”
Henley’s cock knocks into the base of my knot, and I snarl at the intrusion, but she uses one hand on my chin, squeezing the fuck out of my face before she smiles like a lunatic. “You said it yourself. Don’t be whiney.”
This time, when Henley’s fingers touch me as he directs his cock head, the alpha in me lets it happen, knowing he’s using all her leaking syrupy slick so he can cock her ass and we can properly knot our omega.
Her eyes are black, and when Henley shuffles closer and starts rising, her eyes roll backwards nearly out of her head. An ‘o’ forms with her lips, when I feel Henley pushing inside her, a small wall of skin separating us from touching, an ‘o’ forms on mine.
“That looks fucking hot,” Ashton remarks, crowding behind Henley to look as he slowly fucks Bailey’s ass.
“So good,” Bailey teases up at him and he swoops down for a kiss before Henley moves Ashton to the side, throwing his head back and groaning as he sinks into her deeper.
“Ready, omega?” he asks, his voice broken, his blue eyes all dreamy like.
A last nod, and Henley rises up. Bailey screams in pure ecstasy, her body wiggling, adjusting to the both of us being inside her. But it had to be this way first, both her alphas knotting her, later we’ll bite her, for now we spoil her rotten with knots and orgasms.
“Come for us, Bails,” I whisper, kissing under her jaw. Moving her feet off the ground, she straddles me, sandwiched between us both. And seriously, we couldn’t get any closer. Henley’s arms wrap around her stomach as he holds her safely.
We move together slowly, a steady rolling tempo. Our knots don’t let us move much but enough that I can feel her walls clamping the both of us, holding Henley and me in place as she milks my knot, making me come. Hissing and moaning along with us, she takes every shot of my seed, begging and whimpering.
Bailey’s body keeps taking and taking, her eyes, her body, every part of her succumbing to her heat, and the claim of her two alphas.
Bailey
There was a point, way back at the start, that I remember fragments of Koda and Henley and their magnificent knots starting things properly. Then in the very next memory, Ashton was in my ear, telling me he was about to screw me senseless and my two alphas disappeared from my thoughts, almost like they’d never existed.
Once upon a time, that would have freaked me out, sent me spinning in a paranoia breakdown, trying to fix things that weren’t broken, which is something about heat that people don’t talk about. A good pack will not let anything negative creep in and hurt an omega. And even though it seems I’ve been gifted with my own descendants of Eros who have lavished me in a thousand different ways, I also have an innate understanding the five of us have forged connections that delve deeper than incredible sex. And that is a little overwhelming.
“I know you’re awake, Bails. Hop up and have something to drink.” Koda’s voice vibrates through my ear as he tries to ease me up off his chest. By the time I’m sitting up, straddling Koda, I’m crying. I’m not sure why I’ve got tears trailing down my cheeks, dropping onto his chest, but I do.
“Did you make her cry again?” Henley hisses quietly at Koda, his hand on my lower back, like a warm heat blanket, soothing. Not as telling or comforting as his scent that thickens, wrapping around me.
Barely a second later, Koda does the same thing, the both of them reaching out to wipe my tears away, leaving me in a scented cloud of hot apple pies and warm denim blankets instead of where my subconscious took me.
“You’re okay. Tired. Everything is better than perfect, Bailey,” Henley says softly, an edge of his no-BS tone in his voice. And there is no mistaking anything I hear or see. Lots of real concern, no imagined issues from either of them.
Two tired but happy alphas grin back at me. They’re not put off by my sudden onset of emotions. They look like they’re a little relieved, if anything.
“Close your eyes, and you’ll feel us too,” Henley suggests, clearly understanding a little of the reason for my leaky tear ducts better than I do. My eyes slam shut as he continues to talk, “It’s all different now, Bailey. He can’t get you. Koda and I made sure of that, but it’s all going to take a bit of time as our claim settles. You’ve got some big changes going on, add in you’re coming out of your heat, and I suspect we’ll have a few more tears popping up, but that’s what we’re here for.”
“I’m not a fan of this,” I say, pointing to my watery eyes, but they don’t argue or counter my sulking. “How do you know it worked?” I ask slowly. While I don’t want to do this, apparently I have to do this, since my mouth is asking questions.
“Your heat happening for one, you taking our knots another, even your tears are a good sign, Bailey.”
“Why?”
“You’re being yourself. Letting us see your emotions.”
