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And once I was knotted in, I fucked her a long time. I came three or four times, and she came probably ten times. A few times just from my knot, which made me feel pretty damned happy, but I also like her sweet little orgasms that came from my mates rubbing her clit while I fucked her.

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?

striker

LOTUS IS SITTING on 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 taste all of 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.

We all come, one after the other, each orgasm detonating the next. We surge together, as if we are borne up on those white wings, as if our pleasure is crowding out the horizon.

We surge and break and surge and break and surge and break .

And then we feel something tip over into Lotus.

She collapses into a spot in the bed between all of us, and we all arrange ourselves, exhausted. Is the heat over?

How long has it been?

Doesn’t matter.

Sleep is a warm, dark enclave tugging down on me, on all of us. I surrender to rest.

Dreamless and good, it engulfs me.

Some time later, I wake up. Calix is shaking me.

I blink at him, bleary-eyed.

“We need to eat,” he says to me, gesturing with his head towards the kitchen part of the suite where we’re staying.

Yeah, I’m hungry.

“We should try to get her to eat, too,” he says, getting off the bed and leaving the bedroom.

I get up to follow him.

“But it’ll depend on how horny she is when she wakes up. The heat tends to override appetite, but it’s important that alphas keep up with that. At the very least, she needs to stay hydrated.” His voice carries from outside of the room.

I catch up with him in the kitchen, where he’s pulling more of those pre-made meals out of the fridge.

“We’re running out,” he says. “I’m going to go down to the front desk and see if I can get more sent up. Can you heat things up and wake the others?”

“I can,” I say. “Is this how you do it in the Polloi?”

He nods. “Yeah. Alphas have to be the caregivers during heats, that’s what we learn.”

I nod.

“You good here?” He points. “I’m going to head down to the front desk.”

“Should I wake up Lotus?”

“No, let her sleep, but if she wakes up, try to get her to eat,” he says, turning and heading out.

“Hey,” I call after him.

“What?” He pauses, but he stays where he is, not walking back over to me.

“Why’s it feel different than, um, the frenzy?”

“I don’t know,” he says. “Does it really feel different?”

“It…” It does. I know it does. But there is some tendril of it that is the same.

“Let’s think about this later, huh, Striker? Let’s just get through this?”

“Yeah, sure,” I say.

Calix leaves.

I’m still in a rut. I have an erection and a knot, but I’m capable of ignoring this fact as I warm up food and go in to wake both Knight and Arrow to come and eat. We all stand at the counter in the kitchen area, butt-naked, holding the food, eating standing up, our cocks sticking straight out.

It’s vaguely ridiculous and also kind of hot.

But it also seems like I could get used to it, like it could just become normal.

Calix comes back. He’s dressed, but if he registers our nudity, he doesn’t react to it, and we don’t react to his clothes. He shovels food into his mouth and says that we really have no idea how long this heat might last.

Arrow speaks up. “Coltrain seemed to think that maybe we might be able to break it faster than betas.”

Calix considers. “That might make sense, but it doesn’t seem to be the way it works.”

“But,” says Knight, “heat breaks faster with more sexual partners.”

“Says who?” says Calix with a shrug.

Knight rubs his forehead, thinking about it. “Well, I guess I thought that because I witnessed someone at the Cedar Falls front desk upselling an omega when I was here to get Dr. Acker. I don’t know if she was just saying it to get more money or not.”

“But it would makes sense,” I say. “Why else do the omegas in the Polloi mate with so many alphas?”

“Well, because alphas are a status symbol and because omegas like being the center of attention,” says Calix, waving that away.

“Oh, come on, Lotus isn’t like that,” says Arrow.

“I think,” I say, “if we want to break her heat, we need to be all connected.”

“You mean, we need to embrace anal,” says Calix, raising his eyebrows at me. He sets down his food and starts examining my cock.

I let him, because I feel that it’s not sexual. He’s looking at the damage. I bite down on my lip.

“Turn around?” he says to me.

I sigh. “Yeah, okay, I’m still sore.”

“You want a knot in there again?” he says to me.

“If there’s lube…” I swallow. “More lube than last time, anyway?”

But everyone gets very interested in their food, and none of us say anything.

“She wouldn’t want us to,” says Arrow, finally. “Not if we’re not up for it.”

“It’s different right now,” says Knight. “She’s… she needs us. I’m the one who woke up with her. She was a little bit pitiful, and it made me feel, I don’t know, it’s different. But if we think we should go for it, I can take it. Knot the fuck out of my ass. I don’t care. If she needs it—”

“Stop,” says Calix, shaking his head at Knight. “Let’s not do that with each other. That’s the last thing we need, all of us competing over who can suffer the most for our omega.”

“We have to break her heat,” I say. “And we’re all tired, and if we do it quicker—”