Chapter 60 + NSFW Art

I couldn’t get enough of them, my body aching for more. Pietro lay back on the soft cushions of my nest, his hard cock standing at attention, and I crawled up his body like a predator zeroing in on its prey. The mixture of Jin’s cum and my own slick was a heady perfume in the air, coating Pietro as I sank down onto him, impaling myself on his thick length.

I set a frenzied pace, riding Pietro hard and fast, feeling his cock twitch and pulse inside me. His hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he fought to maintain control. I could see the strain on his face, the way his jaw clenched and his eyes darkened with the effort to hold back his release. The knot at the base of his cock throbbed, and I ground down on it with every roll of my hips, reveling in the way it filled me to the brim.

Harlen moved between Pietro’s legs, his hands parting my ass cheeks as he positioned himself. I was spread wide, my body completely open to him, and when his tongue darted out to lick a stripe up my ass, I cried out, my movements stuttering for a moment. The sensation was overwhelming, the dual sensations of Harlen’s tongue and Pietro’s cock inside me making my head spin.

Pietro’s hands moved to my breasts, his fingers tugging and teasing my nipples as Harlen continued to devour my ass. The feeling of Harlen’s mouth on me there, his tongue occasionally dipping lower to tease Pietro’s knot and balls, was almost too much to bear. I could feel another orgasm building, my body tightening like a coiled spring.

“Fuck, you taste so good,” Harlen growled, the vibrations of his words against my sensitive skin making me whimper. “Both of you, so fucking perfect.”

Pietro’s response was a low groan, his hips bucking up to meet my downward thrusts. I could feel the way his cock swelled even more inside me, the knot growing, and I knew he was close. I wanted to feel him come undone inside me, to feel his knot lock us together as we both tumbled over the edge into oblivion.

I rode Pietro harder, my body moving on its own, driven by a need so fierce it bordered on desperation. Harlen’s fingers dug into my ass, holding me still as he continued his ministrations, his tongue alternating between licking and sucking, driving me higher and higher.

With a final thrust, Pietro let out a guttural cry, his body convulsing beneath mine as his knot swelled and locked us together. The feel of his hot release spurting deep inside me sent me over the edge, my own orgasm barreling through me like a freight train. I screamed into the kiss, my body shuddering and writhing as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me.

The world was reduced to a single point of ecstasy as I came hard around Pietro’s knot. It was as if every nerve in my body converged there, where we were locked together. My vision blurred, stars dancing behind my closed eyelids as the pleasure consumed me. And then, just as the first wave of my orgasm started to ebb, Harlen chose that moment to push inside me, stretching my back entrance in the most exquisite way imaginable.

Pietro’s grip on my hips and thighs tightened to the point of bruising, his fingers digging into my flesh as he swore in Russian, his voice raw and animalistic. The pain only served to heighten the pleasure, the contrasting sensations mingling until I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. I was gasping, keening, crying out, my body impaled on Pietro’s knot and Harlen’s cock, the dual intrusion leaving me feeling impossibly full.

Harlen’s low, dark chuckle resonated against my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “You like that, omega?” he asked, his voice thick with lust. “You like being filled by your alphas?”

I couldn’t speak, the words caught in my throat as another wave of pleasure washed over me. Instead, I nodded my head, my hair sliding across my sweat-slicked skin. I let my head roll back against Harlen’s shoulder, completely surrendering to the brutal, unyielding pace he set.

The burning stretch as Harlen worked his way deeper inside me felt incredible, the sensation of fullness bordering on overwhelming. Every thrust from Harlen pushed me further onto Pietro’s knot, the friction against my inner walls sending jolts of electric pleasure coursing through my body.

As I approached the precipice of another orgasm, the need for a deeper connection, a more permanent bond, welled up inside me. “Please,” I begged, my voice barely more than a whisper as my words slurred together. “Bitemebitemebitme.”

Harlen’s movements stilled for a moment as he processed my request. “Are you sure, Darcy?” he asked, his voice filled with both concern and desire. “Once we do this, there’s no going back.”

I sobbed out a desperate, needy “Yes,” the sound muffled against Pietro’s chest. The pleasure was too much, too intense, and yet, I never wanted it to end. Harlen’s response was a growl of approval, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of my neck in a way that made my entire body tremble with anticipation.

And then, it happened. As Harlen and I tumbled over the edge together, his teeth sank into my neck, the sharp sting of pain quickly giving way to a flood of pure, unadulterated bliss. The bond between us snapped into place, a tangible connection that went soul-deep. I could feel Harlen’s satisfaction, his contentment, his love for me, all of it flowing through the bond we now shared.

Pietro, spurred on by the sight of Harlen marking me, followed suit, his own teeth piercing my flesh on the other side of my neck. The sensation of being bitten by two of my alphas at once was almost too much to bear, but I welcomed it, embraced it, knowing that it would cement our bond forever.

And then, just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, Jin and Axel were there, their hands gently turning my head to give them access to the still unmarked skin of my neck. They, too, asked for my consent, their voices filled with a mix of reverence and raw, primal need. I nodded, giving them silent permission to claim me as their own.

As Jin’s and Axel’s teeth broke my skin, the world around me seemed to explode into a kaleidoscope of color and sensation. I was theirs, irrevocably bound to them and they were mine. The bond settled over me like a warm, comforting blanket, the connection between the five of us pulsing with life and love and an intimacy that went beyond the physical.

We were a pack now, united by fate and choice, bound by love and desire and an unbreakable bond that would sustain us through whatever challenges lay ahead. And as my body finally started to relax, the aftershocks of my orgasms still rippling through me, I knew that I would never be alone again. I was theirs, and they were mine, now and forever.