Page 119 of Talk About… Dramay
The shot of pleasure chased away the pain, pleasure shooting through my body as if lightning struck, coursing through me with a blinding intensity that ended with an orgasm.
My release, wild and forceful, came out of nowhere. It left me barely conscious in its wake, stealing some of the last dregs of energy I had.
I pulled off of Lane, hands jacking him off as I bit down on his thigh. The skin broke and I lapped at it, soothing the pain away but he wasn’t complaining. He let out a whimper, stealing my attention in time to see Hudson’s teeth sinking into Lane’s shoulder, bringing him fully into our bond.
He came right as it hit him, painting my hand in cum and filling the bond with his own mix of love and pleasure.
His own teeth sank into my flesh, a mark that would show the world I belonged to him as well.
Satisfaction was quickly washed away as everyone but Tate was there. Roman was still a shadow, but Cameron was already moving with barely more than a plea from me.
There wasn’t time to waste. I wanted them all with me.
Now.
Or I wouldn’t survive.
Apparently, my omega wasn’t just desperate, but also dramatic.
“Fuck,” Roman cursed, but the moment I felt him join the link in full force, I flooded the bond with the pure blisscoursing through my own body. He moaned, palming his cock as Cameron cleaned the wound.
The fact they were that comfortable with each other made this so much better. They didn’t shy away from the errant touches which meant I could soak them all in without anyone shying away.
Now, all I needed was Tate.
My alpha was also done waiting.
He yanked me up like a doll and shifted me so my back was to his chest. One hand held me up, the other palming my breast as his cock stayed firmly inside of me.
His warm breath teased over my neck, making me shiver. Goosebumps erupted on my skin as he breathed me in, still fucking me hard and fast, jolting us both with each movement. It was filthy and perfect. I didn’t feel fragile, just powerful.
This heat wasn’t just healing me, but empowering me at the same time. Making me realize they were just as gone as I was.
The others moved closer, Roman and Lane both sharing a glance before each taking a breast, moving Tate’s hand aside, and sucking hard before soothing my sensitive nipples.
They gave each one their unwavering attention while Cameron tongued my clit, bringing me right to the edge, but the unsteady movements wouldn’t let me come.
It was a clear message. They were in control. I wasn’t anymore.
A shiver ran through me at the realization. I was helpless and vulnerable, but unafraid.
They were all mine as soon as Tate claimed me.
As if he heard the thought, his teeth sank into my shoulder, knot swelling inside of me.
I cried out as Cameron latched onto my clit at the same time, both betas clamping around my nipples. They worked wordlessly as a team, forcing another orgasm from my body.
Even as I struggled to breathe as the release overtook me, my teeth sought out Tate’s wrist. I held it to my mouth and claimed him back, completing our pack bond.
Hudson’s lips claiming mine, tongues warring with each other as I rode out wave after wave of pleasure.
The fog was too demanding and I sank into it until I couldn’t think anymore, just feel.
It continued on like that for days, my men claiming me over and over to the point we barely survived. This heat was like no other, so intense and unwavering that all we could do was take turns and bring each other pleasure that filled our bond with a never-ending supply.
The betas fed me and the alphas when they could. They tried their best to keep us hydrated and functioning, tagging in when they could while I took one knot after the other.
Thank fuck fate gave me three knots to choose from.