Page 57 of Perfectly Yours
Chapter forty
ELLIE
This is not where I thought this afternoon was going. I’ve been getting a little antsy, wanting to step outside or do literally anything other than stay in this house. I know why we haven’t left and my presence here has more to do with my need for my mates and Savin’s looming heat than the scandal running around. Carleen and Tati have been texting incessantly, ensuring that I haven’t been dealt a bad fate by the Astor witch, which is comforting. Even my professors have been understanding as I asked to be switched to online classes. I’m pretty sure they just didn’t want to deal with the drama my presence would bring into the classroom.
Now, I’m walking toward the closet door that I’ve seen a billion times but have never paid much attention to. Savin twists the knob and then swings it open, my eyes widening at the vast amount of choices. A wooden slab is placed delicately along the back wall, toys of all types hung expertly on equally spaced hooks. The heavy smell of leather and silicone surrounds me and I run a finger down a flogger that has shivers running down my spine. I used to play with a few boyfriends over the years but they never stayed around long enough for me to truly enjoy their dominance.
Not to mention that the few Betas I dated were so muted in their attempts that I wasn’t ever submitting to anything.
Savin grabs the flogger I’m currently eyeing before dragging it down my cheek. The leather leaves a trail of fire in its wake, need coursing through me and settling between my thighs. “Oh angel,” he purrs, “You’ve played with a few toys, haven’t you?” A wild grin splits his cheeks. “Go on, pick one. Let’s get ready for Macon.”
The thought excites me as I work through the items, starting to realize that many of them are the same just in different shapes or sizes. They seem more for aesthetics and I stifle a laugh, pretty sure that Savin would just walk into the store and want the same toy but in a different color. Knowing Macon, he would say yes. I stop on the leather handcuffs, wondering what it will be like to truly let go and let Macon take care of me.
I reach for it, a gasp leaving Savin’s lips. “That’s… not what I thought you’d pick.”
I twist toward him, fingering the soft material in my hands. “I want our Alpha to use me.” I meet his confused expression, leaning in to press a small kiss to his lips. “He’s not the only one that needs us and as much as I hate to admit it, being close with you two helps everything else. No, I know you’re not just here because of the bonds. I meant what I said earlier. However, the anxiety and uncertainty seep away when I’m with you two. And when you make me come? It’s like floating on clouds. I can forget about everything else. It’s become a craving.”
“Really? Goddess, I could watch you fall apart every day if that’s what you want. Fuck, I want you right now.” Savin thrusts me against the door, slanting his lips over mine as he hastily works my shorts down my legs. He’s been greedy with me these past few days but I’m not mad in the slightest. A soft sigh falls from my lips when he slips a hand between us, massaging the bundle of nerves between my legs as he continues to kiss and nip.
I’m so high-strung that I come within seconds, my release coating his fingers. My scent sweetens, almost sickeningly as Savin giggles, dragging me out of the closet and into the nest. I haven’t even come down from my high when Savin is stealing the cuffs from my hands and dangling them in front of my face. I murmur my approval, half-lidded eyes staring at my Omega who seems healthier than he has been in days.
“No, that won’t work, Ellie. Macon will ask for your words. It’s part of all this. He needs an outlet but he doesn’t want to hurt us.”
I nod and settle on my knees as Savin places himself beside me, the flogger and handcuffs in front of us. The anticipation has me on edge, the shower shutting off seconds later. Our attention is fixated on the door, both of us vibrating by the time it opens, Macon stepping into the room with a towel wrapped around his waist. The moment he sees us, his eyes darken with a desire so fierce that I suddenly need something to fill me.
My hands fall to my belly covered by his shirt, Macon tracking the movement. “You two smell wonderful.” The words come out in a growl, our Alpha prowling toward us. “But am I to believe that you both want to play?” Savin and I nod as Macon drops his towel and I get a glimpse of the man I’ve fallen in love with. Muscles ripple along his arms and chest, his abs flexing as his breaths deepen. My gaze continues to move downward, meeting his erect cock, straining toward us. Precum beads along the tip, Macon reaching down to give himself a few strokes.
Unable to help myself, I crawl forward and wrap my hands around his cock before slipping the tip between my lips. The mixture of whiskey and musk that is wholly Macon settles on my tongue, tearing a moan from my throat. Fingers sift into my hair slowly directing my pace as I suck on his tip until I’m taking more of him into my mouth. Macon’s heavy breathing is all I can hear as I pleasure him, my exploration continuing as I massage his knot, remembering how it felt inside me.
Savin saddles up against my back, spreading my legs before sliding right into my pussy from the back. “Angel, I couldn’t wait. You were just wiggling it in front of my face.” His voice is strained, fingers digging into my waist. His lips dip to my shoulder as he folds over my back, teeth scraping my skin. The sudden craving for a bond, a real bite runs through my head but I bury that deep.
Soon.
Consumed between them, I let Macon use me as Savin takes his pleasure, my body moving back and forth as I give into their needs. Pleasure thrums through me, heat pooling between my thighs as Savin pumps into me, spilling inside of me seconds later. He bites down on my shoulder and I cry out through my own orgasm, squeezing Macon’s knot with my hands at the same time my pussy constricts around Savin’s cock.
My Alpha spills down my throat and then I feel the trickle of emotion that is not mine. It’s a crystal clear tunnel, showcasing the happiness and excitement that can only come from Savin. I sit back, wide-eyed with Macon’s taste still on my tongue. Savin wraps his arms around me, still inside of me as he begins pumping up into my pussy, the squelch of our release easing the slide.
He sucks on his shallow bite, one hand slipping between my thighs to furiously rub my clit, his fingers playing with my piercing as the other grabs a tit. We’ve both succumbed to the sudden need for each other, his desire, lust, and obsession for me exploding in my chest. It’s like I can feel him as he comes a second time, screaming into my shoulder.
His release slips down my thighs as he continues to attend to his teeth marks. Macon stares at us, a sloppy grin on his lips. He climbs into the nest, settling before us. “Baby girl, your Omega just marked you. How does it feel?” I hum my appreciation of it, not able to find the words. “All-consuming isn’t it?”
“How-” the word tumbles out as Macon slowly pulls me off Savin’s cock. His cum drips down my legs as I’m dragged onto Macon’s lap, straddling his thighs. “That…” My nose wrinkles as I rock my hips over my Alpha’s lap, rewarded with one of his groans.
“An Omega’s bite isn’t permanent but it is a link between us. It’ll fade over the next day or two but until then, you’ll be able to feel him. You’ll also be able to feel this.” Macon’s lips dip to my shoulder and I shudder from the sudden pleasure that spreads through my limbs. “Either one of us touches it and you’ll be a lovely mess.” He begins to suck on it as I seek friction, whining when his cock slides between my folds without hitting the spot I need.
“Alpha, fuck, stop playing with me.”
“And here I am, thinking you wanted to play.” He halts my movements, fingers digging into my waist as he catches my full attention. “A few rules, baby girl. I promise I will give you both what you need but this is important. You need me to stop for whatever reason, say red. Slow down is yellow, and keep going is green. If you can’t speak, you tap, tug, pull. Whatever it takes to get my attention.”
I frown, not sure why I wouldn’t be able to speak. We didn’t grab a gag or a blindfold. Still, I agree. “Yes, Alpha.” My shirt is discarded, Macon taking his time to drink in my full tits and swollen belly. Beneath his attention, I feel beautiful. I want to preen for him, show off, and present the body that he craves so much.
Macon turns to Savin for the same response, letting out a deep sigh when he reaches for the abandoned cuffs. “I’m going to talk you through these steps, alright?” I nod and then quickly say yes which earns me a smile. He hands the cuffs to Savin before capturing my attention again. His fingers grip my chin, pulling me closer to his chest. “Savin’s going to grab your hands and cuff them behind your back.” The movement pushes my tits forward, my pierced nipples rubbing against Macon’s skin.
The sensitivity has me squirming in his lap but without the use of my hands and Macon’s firm grip on my chin, it only heightens my need.
“Patience, baby girl.”
The cuffs are latched around my wrists, Savin pressing a light kiss to the middle of my back. “All done, Alpha,” Savin offers before moving back. A tendril of uncertainty runs through me as he helps me up and turns me around to straddle him so that my back is pressed against his chest. He slides me down his cock, his knot fluttering against my ass when he fills me to the hilt.