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When I was exhausted, Striker was able to bark me down enough to get my knot down enough that I could get out of her, but my knot doesn’t go entirely down, and neither does my hard-on. We’re all in a full-on rut for her.

Anyway, now it’s Calix’s turn, and he’s been riding her for probably close to an hour at this point. I’m answering the door, barely dressed, still hard as all hell, and back in the room, Striker is licking our omega’s pussy and the edge of Calix’s knot while Knight is massaging her breasts with both hands.

The whole suite smells deliciously of our co-mingled scents, and it’s so strong that Coltrain seems to recognize it when I open the door. If it doesn’t smell like sex to him, the fact I’m not dressed is probably a clue.

“Okay,” he says. “Really? How often do you guys, um, do that?”

“She’s in heat,” I inform him.

“Shit,” he says. He runs a hand through his hair. “Okay, then. I guess I’ll be back in three to five days.”

“We may be able to break it sooner than that,” I say.

“Right,” he mutters. “There are four of you.” He tilts his head to one side. “And you’re alphas. So, can you break it quicker?”

“Are you thinking of some way you can charge more money to omegas?” I say. “Heats with alpha caregivers?”

“Have someone get in touch with me when you’re…” He looks me over. “Decent.” He walks off down the hall without saying anything else.

I shut the door behind him and come back to the bed. Through the bond, I can feel that Lotus’s heat is still raging. Everything we’re doing for her is appreciated, but she’s through the first stage of it, and she’s entering an even needier element of the heat.

I know what she needs, and I crawl onto the bed to latch onto Striker’s cock with my mouth. I begin to suck him plaintively, which makes Striker groan and Lotus groan, too. We all feel my mouth on Striker through the bond, even me. It’s good for her, for our sweet girl, not just to have the pleasure coming from her own body and the pleasure coming from Calix, who’s buried deep inside her pussy, but Striker’s pleasure too.

As I suck him, I can feel how wet my mouth is on his sensitive cock, how he likes the texture of my tongue as I drag it over the head of him.

He begins to thrust against my mouth, gasping apologies to me as he licks Lotus’s clit.

I take it, take his thrusts, gag against him and we all feel all of that—my gags in my body and the way they tighten around the head of Striker’s sensitive cock.

This tips Lotus over the edge, and she comes, clenching hard on Calix, who immediately comes, and then Striker comes, shooting down my throat, and both Knight and I have sympathetic orgasms, even though no one’s touching our cocks.

We all feel all of those climaxes, zinging through the bond like shooting stars.

It’s insane how good that feels.

I think about what sex used to be like—just my own pleasure and maybe a vague sense of pride if I satisfied my partner. And then this. The combined pleasure of all of my mates, which I feel in my body, which makes my body react.

How’d I get this fucking lucky?

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LOTUS IS SITTINGon my face, and her pussy is smearing its juices and the combined leftovers of my mates’s releases all over my chin and jaw. It’s intensely hot as I delve my tongue in to tasteallof it.

Knight is perched behind her, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples and licking all over her neck, running his tongue over various bite marks that we all made on her, and each time, we feel the bond light up as he stimulates one alpha’s mark or the other.

His cock is sometimes inside her pussy and sometimes not. He’s been kind of shallowly fucking her in between letting me lick the head of him while I’m eating Lotus.

Right next to us, Calix and Arrow are sixty-nining.

My cock—no one’s touching it—but it feels crazy sensitive, and every time I feel one of my mate’s pleasure, my cock throbs sympathetically in time to it. I’ve had orgasms, actually spurting orgasms, during this heat that happened with no physical stimulation. I’ve had other orgasms that didn’t involve ejaculation, but were more intense than any ejaculation I’ve ever experienced.

I’m lost here in this world of pleasure, this world of deep and utter connection, this world of Lotus’s heat. It’s not a bad place to be.

“Fuck,” breathes Arrow, and his pleasure explodes through the bond. He’s right on the edge of coming, and he knows if he comes, we all come, and he’s trying to hold back, but he can’t, because his pleasure just cranked all of us up a notch. “Fuck,” he gasps again. “I can’t stop it…”

“Come, Arrow,” says Lotus, reaching over as he puts his mouth back onto Calix’s cock. She brushes her fingers over our mates.

Arrow comes, and it’s like a flock of white-winged birds exploding into the sky.