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I'm doing my best to hold myself together, but the longer I go without any sort of intimate touch, the more difficult it becomes.

I've been feeling my needing coming on all day, but with everything that's been going on, there's been no time to address it. I’m fearful our mate will not understand or will maybe be repulsed by it. There's nothing in her human race to really compare it to, other than to equate it to an animal going into heat.

“Hey, are you feeling alright? You look a little... off.”

I whine as my human mate places her palms on either side of my face, stepping close to me. I have to give her something though, something to help her see we did not willfully withhold something important from her. “We haven't had time to discuss things with you, I didn't think this would happen so soon.”

“That what would happen so soon? Are you ill?”

I shake my head no, right as the first painful pang begins to burn in my belly. My knees buckle, and I don't want to look weak in front of my mate, but it cannot be helped at the moment.

She's quick to call for the rest of our triad who were exploring our new home, and as soon as I make eye contact with them, they know what's happening.

Adeema tries to pull Margaret away from me, to separate us so that Owiin can attend to me in a separate room, but Margaret does not seem to want any part of that. “Somebody needs to tell me what's happening now. You don't seem surprised that he’s hurting right now.”

“He's going into his needing,” Owiin explains, picking me up and wrapping my legs around his waist. This will be our first time together in this way, and I'm nervous, but mostly I just don't want this pain to continue. I don't do well with pain, but it is good we have already overcome the obstacle of having our first orgasm with our mate. That will make my needing simpler in some respects.

“Every triad is made up of three different genders,” Adeema tries to explain to our mate as he becomes more and more visibly stressed. “Owiin is our leader, and not just because he is the strongest. It's actually a marker in his blood that names him as such. We refer to it as alpha.”

“Wait, hold on. Let me guess, you're a beta and is an omega?”

“Yes,” Adeema replies, “you've heard these terms before?”

“I used to babysit this kid who was a little obsessed with your culture, and one day it got brought up when I was with her.”

“So, you understand what he needs?” Owiin asks, pausing in the doorframe with me wrapped around him.

“No... what does he need?”

“You're about to get a quick introduction to how triads operate,” Adeema explains to her, ushering her into the room with a hand to her lower back. My eyes don't leave hers and she seems inclined to stay close to me. Every jostle in Owiin’s arms has me crying out, the tension in my body getting higher and higher.

“This is an evolutionary development to keep triads closely bonded,” Owiin continues to explain as he begins to undress me on the bed. “We told you that triads bond with each other as well as with their human mates once they are found, this is part of that. He will need us to take him many times and will be very sexually needy over the course of the next couple of days. His omega nature is in full control at the moment, needing to be surrounded and touched by his whole triad.”

“How do I help?” she asks, stepping forward to lay on the bed next to me.

“Touch me. Kiss me.”

She does me one better, stretching out next to me, making me feel safe. I needn’t have worried about how this would go with her, because she's perfect for us. Perfect for me.

“Just tell me if I do something you don't like,” she whispers in my ear. “Or if you need more of something, tell me that, too. If talking gets too hard, grab my hand and put it where you need me.”

I don't hesitate to do just that, pulling her entire body to me, instead of just her hand on the part of me most desperate for attention. My hands itch to feel her skin, so I creep up under the t-shirt she's wearing, promising myself we'll get her properly clothed soon. We haven't had time to take good care of her yet, and it's making me anxious.

She coos at me, soothing my whine. “You're safe. You've got all of us here with you, .”

Owiin wedges himself under me, giving me a warm body to lay on as well as under. The heat and press of his skin helps calm me more, but Adeema is still too far.

I reach out, finding his hand and gripping on tightly as I kiss my mate. It’s carnal, hungry, and very unlike other kisses I’ve been fortunate enough to share with her.

At my hips, my erection is throbbing painfully, leaking all over Margaret’s body. She reacts quickly, reaching between us to gently touch me. She holds firm enough to relieve the pressure as she begins to work me. That's exactly what I need, but yet, it’s still not enough.

Then I feel Owiin’s fingers dip between my cheeks, probing my hole and increasing the amount of slick my body is already producing. The tip of his finger slides inside of me, making me jolt, the unfamiliar sensation a bit jarring.

I've always sort of resented being an omega, because oftentimes we seem the weakest of a triad. My needs are higher, and they treat me like I'm more delicate, but I know it's mostly because their instincts make them; just as their instincts now are making them care for me, to appease me in every way my body demands while I lose my mind in a haze of sexual need.

I can tell that Owiin is having trouble working my body properly at this angle, so I roll to the side, taking Margaret with me. Adeema squeezes behind Margaret, and every few minutes she arches further into me, which is proof that he's doing something between her legs as well. Something I really want to watch.

I meet his eyes over Margaret’s shoulder and demand, “Show me.”

The bed being what it is, there's just enough room for Adeema to lay his head on the opposite side that Owiin and I are resting our heads, pulling Margaret on top of him as she arches her back, her stunning bottom spread open on display for me as she straddles him.

I can't keep in the moans at seeing her exposed thusly, especially when her scent reaches me, sending my own need higher. I watch in fascination as Adeema trails his fingers there, tipping into her perfect pink cunt, disappearing several fingers at once. I'm mesmerized, unable to look away.

It seems to spur on Owiin as well, his fingers moving a little bit more desperately inside of me. I feel another finger breach me, gently stretching me but there's no pain with the level of arousal I'm at. Everything just feels good.

“Oh god, Adeema,” Margaret whimpers, pressing into his fingers and silently demanding more with her body. She closes the gap between their pelvises, sliding that wet cunt all over the hard length of him, up and down, until he's glistening right along with her. I don't breathe as I watch the enormous bulbous head of him try to slip inside of her, pressing against her opening in tiny minuscule thrusts that have all of us losing our minds.

We've always been taught that it takes a long time for human females to ready their bodies for us, and I've never questioned it, because I've never been in a situation like this. We are quite larger than her, but either her body is stretchier than we thought, or the changes are happening quickly, because part of his tip actually squeezes inside of her, and she begins to scream even louder around him. She's bouncing on him, not making too much leeway, but I watch fat drops of arousal make a path down his hard length, pooling at the base of his cock, and before I know it, Owiin is doing the same to me.

I feel him there, scared for a minute about how it's going to feel, but knowing I need it just the same. He doesn't move for a moment, running his hands over my shoulders, assuring me, lovingly whispering things in my ear that have taken me this long to realize.

“You're beautiful. Perfect omega for us, and we're going take such good care of you during your needing. See how our mate squirms, she's thinking of you. I bet you she wants you inside of her the same way Adeema is trying to get inside of her. You're doing so good, . You're so strong, so mesmerizing. Your body feels so good hugging my cock.”

I melt, and he's able to slip farther in. All the words of praise, all the adoration, help my body to feel safer, enabling me to get more pleasure from the touches it's demanding.

Adeema squeezes a little further inside of our mate, and I can hear her labored breathing, working hard to accommodate him. The stretch from this angle is completely obscene, her pink skin pulled tight and dripping everywhere. It looks as if he's trying to split her in half, but she remains whole as he sinks in slightly more before stopping.

She takes herself off of his length and begins to work herself up and down it over and over again, taking control, and before I know it, he's halfway inside of her and Owiin is all the way inside of me. I feel tears running down my cheeks, but my voice doesn't work as he begins to rut into me, the sound of my slick being frictioned combining with Margaret’s to make the most beautiful music I've ever heard.

Owiin’s hips meet mine, jolting me forward and I can't stay in position like this anymore. I scramble onto my hands and knees, needing better leverage, wanting to be closer to Margaret. I need to touch her, need to inhale her spirit, need to know what she tastes like on my tongue. She's thrashing as she bounces on top of Adeema but has the wherewithal to tip her head back and emit another scream as my tongue escapes my mouth and slides inside of her right alongside Adeema. It's a tight fit and it takes a lot of determination with Adeema already inside of her, but soon I'm surpassing his depth and reaching the spot on her inner walls that feels different, that has the liquid pouring out of her even faster and her noises escalating.

In this much more vulnerable position, Owiin has all the leverage he needs to really take me, to bury himself inside of me, sighing against my body and easing away all of the aches.

Adeema’s eyes meet mine for a brief second, his irises completely gone as he works to hold off his release, then his eyes fixate on where Owiin is pounding into me, and that, combined with what Margaret is doing to him, has him releasing a primal growl that sets off the first of many releases for me.

In turn, I'm working harder on Margaret so I have something to keep me tethered to this room, overwhelmed by all four of us being connected like this. At the sound of me losing my mind, Adeema pushes harder into Margaret, and she comes all over the both of us, and then Owiin follows shortly after, and I can feel how hard he's working to pull himself out of me with each thrust due to the strength at which my body is squeezing him.

I feel his hot release catch inside of me, and for a few wondrous moments, everything is calm once again. The pain turns down to a simmer, my head clears, and my body is able to sink down and relax as I withdraw myself from Margaret.

Owiin stays inside of me though, resting and regaining his breath from the workout.

Nobody knows what to say next, so the loudest thing in the room is our breathing.

Margaret disengages with Adeema eventually, crawling to me. She wraps her arms around me and places her head on my chest, kissing my clavicle and soothing me with her hands in my hair.

“Did that hurt much? Are you very sore?”

She shakes her head. “Nothing I can't handle.” When she looks over her shoulder at Adeema and smiles, she beckons him closer.

He's quick to respond, once again lying along her back and holding her to him. “Feeling your body around me like that is the most incredible thing I've ever experienced,” he whispers into her ear. “You helped out, made him come so hard. I do not think he struggled to take our alpha at all. Did you, Omega?”

Again, with the omega. It lights me up, makes me want to preen. They see me, they understand me, they know what I need. “You did help,” I say as I squeeze her to me tighter. Then I reach for Owiin's hand and wrap it around my middle, needing the four of us to be as close as possible once more.

“Not so bad for round one, was it?” Owiin asks as he brings Margaret’s hand to his mouth for a kiss.

“I should have known,” Margaret says in a tone that says she's actually quite excited. “This is never going to be a one and done with all of us, is it?”

“Never,” I say as I reach for her mouth to kiss again. She gives into me, and then it all starts again.