Page 138 of Pack of Crooks

My beta takes position on my other side. “Look at our pretty omega,” he murmurs, smoothing his hand over my breast.

Back arching in response, I burn with need. Maddox’s mouth finds my clit, tongue stroking in a rough circle that rips a gasp from my throat. Their scents coil around me, thickening in response to my perfume.

“Please,” I rasp.

Kill and Ezra lean down, their mouths closing over my tits. The sensations of their tongues and Maddox’s teasing sends a shudder through my body. I thread my fingers through their hair, holding them to me as they suck and lick.

The pressure builds quickly, but not in the way I need. Pleasure courses through me, but it’s not enough. Not enough. Not enough. There’s an emptiness inside of me that grows more unbearable with each passing second.

“I want a knot,” I complain. Impatience surges through me, and I abruptly sit up, grab Maddox and pull him up the bed. My beta and other alpha scoot out of the way as I push Maddox on his back and straddle him. His pupils are blown wide, and I grab his dick, position myself, and sink down his length.

“Fuuuuuuuck,” he growls as I take him all the way. The slide is effortless with my slick, my body more than ready for him and his knot.

With fervor fueling me, I ride him, setting a pace that’s almost frantic. Relief shivers through me, but I still ache. I’m not quite full enough.

Maddox purrs beneath me. I release a happy sigh as he grabs my hips, helping me move, but that same discomfort is rolling around inside me. It’s not right. I need my pack.

I turn to Ezra. “I need you too,” I tell him, my rasping voice barely recognizable through the haze of my heat.

Kill hands him a bottle of lube and Ezra takes it, motioning for Kill to help position me. My alpha spreads my ass cheeks as Ezra drizzles lube over me, spreading it with two fingers before pushing one inside me. The added pressure has me releasing a trembling breath.

“Yesss.”

Kill hums in approval, leaving Ezra to prep me as he comes for my lips, swallowing every moan as Maddox takes over thrusting while Ezra stretches me. Kill’s kiss is all consuming, an anchor in the storm. Ezra positions himself and pushes in. I gasp into Kill’s mouth, my body tensing.

“Breathe,” he commands.

I do as I’m told, letting the bark guide me. With Maddox and Ezra, I’m so full. They move in tandem, and I cling to Kill for a second, catching the rhythm and my breath, and when I’m finally steady, so full I can barely think, my gaze lifts to meet his.

“Fuck Ezra.”

He brushes his thumb along my cheek, eyes darkening with desire. “Is that what you want?”

I want us all working together. Moving as one. My alpha fucking my beta, forcing Ezra deeper into me is exactly what I need. “Please,” I beg.

“Whatever my omega wants,” he murmurs, kissing me once more before moving behind Ezra.

I collapse onto Maddox’s chest, burying my head in the crook of his neck, letting him and Ezra control my body. Ezra’s dick jerks and he moans as Kill slides into him with a growl. Killthrusts his hips, slapping them against Ezra, and the beta’s cock pushes deeper.

“Please,” I beg again.

Maddox strokes my back, driving into me, the base of his length thickening as he groans in pleasure, loving how tight I am with both holes full.

My last lucid thought before giving in to the primal beat is simple. Fucking. Perfection.

EZRA

I wake to the sound of whines. Soft, needy whimpers that cut straight through my groggy mind. My eyes flutter open. Hazel is rubbing against me, her skin flushed with her heat, scent so thick in the air I could drown in it.

“Hey, pretty thief,” I murmur, kissing her shoulder.

“Ezra,” she moans. “It hurts.”

Reaching for her, I thank fuck I showered before falling asleep. I pull her toward me. She needs a cock, and I want it to be mine. “Come here, baby,” I murmur, guiding her up with me, placing her back against my front, positioning her up my body so my tip nudges her entrance.

She trembles with need. Slick drenching my cock, thighs, and the sheets beneath us. I ease her down my length, hissing as her walls clench around me. She moans in approval, circling her hips. My chest fills with pride.

I don’t have a knot, but it’s nice to know my omega still needs me during her heat.