Page 42 of Fortune Fae Academy

I felt empty without an Alpha inside of me.

Without a knot stretching me open, forcing my body to its limits.

Please.

Finally, Axel had mercy on me and stepped behind me. He spread my ass, seeming to admire it while he stroked me with his cock.

He slid in, not stopping this time, and fully sheathed himself inside of me.

Oh, yes.

I cried out as he thrust deep enough for his tight knot to press against my swollen flesh.

Seifiek’s fangs grazed my skin, drawing blood and allowing his toxin to seep into me, which only enhanced the drug’s effects.

Seifiek’s growls combined with Axel’s rumbling purr as Axel began to softly thrust.

He paused for a moment, and I realized he’d taken out the remote.

Click.

The vibration kicked up a notch and I gasped, only for my body to sing between my two Alphas as Axel resumed a faster pace.

“Don’t hold on to it,” Axel instructed.

I knew he meant the power that gathered in my soul.

This was the purpose of an Omega. I drew Dust from the Web and released it to my mate-circle.

I could walk the Web, but it was important that I learned to manage my power here, in the present.

But it was so much. With the sharp edges of the Shard inside my spirit, I was still worried we might all explode.

Seif bit down on my left breast as if in reprimand, making me cry out as Axel pumped into me, increasing his pace.

I held on to Seifiek’s shoulders for support as Axel began to change his gentle fucking into pounding.

“Oh gods,” I cried as my pleasure rushed to new heights.

I could have reached an orgasm by now, but Axel was right. I was holding on to my fear.

It was time to let it go.

With Seifiek’s tongue lapping up my blood and my Dust over my sensitive nipple, heat spread through my lower stomach.

The Alpha in front of me growled and groaned. His muscles bunched with a seemingly painful strain against the chains that lit up like the silver sun of our home realm.

His cock throbbed with winding, massive veins, and the glistening precum had run down his shaft to make a puddle on the floor.

Still, he couldn’t fuck me like Axel was doing. He couldn’t even touch himself.

Instead, he offered me his bite and the pleasure of his tongue. His breaths came in soft pants and his growl thrummed with an unending rumble. It showed me that this was costing him.

He didn’t demand anything from me, even though I suspected he was in pain.

Seeing Seifiek like this, at my mercy, was empowering.

Acting on instinct, I let my hand fall. I could barely reach the tip of his cock. He froze when my touch brushed over his swollen head.