Page 22 of Santas' Elf

“Do you think you can take two cocks in this tight hole?” Pete asked. “Two knots?”

I shivered. I didn’t know, but now I had to try.

“Need it…”

Warren chuckled. “You must have been averygood omega.”

I could only whimper in response.

They continued playing with my entrance—stretching me—while we waited for Warren’s knot to go down.

Then he was gone, and dual growls sounded behind me.

“Look how good he’s been,” Pete rumbled. “Took us both so well. His greedy hole swallowed up every drop of our cum.”

“Nice and open. Does he deserve a special treat?” Warren asked.

“Please…” I begged.

Shifting on the bed as they got into new positions.

I was boneless, still too pleasure-drunk to control my limbs as Pete wrapped his arms around me and pulled me up. He settled my back against his front, his rock-hard cock nestled against my crack.

Warren moved to my front, effectively sandwiching me between them. He reached down, took both their cocks in hand, and held the tips to my open hole.

Gravity did the rest, pulling me down onto my mates’ cocks, and I screamed in ecstasy.

We all stilled once they were fully seated inside me, filling and stretching me more than I’d ever known possible.

It was incredible.

“I’m not going to last long like this,” Pete rumbled against my neck.

“I don’t think any of us will,” Warren replied. “Feel how much our pretty omega is trembling? He’s already almost there.”

He was right, even if I couldn’t say it.

They started moving, setting a rocking motion that meant they were always sliding against each other as they plunged into me over and over. And what started tentative—like gentle waves lapping at the shore—quickly turned into the violent lasting of a storm. I was a ship at sea, tossed from one to the other.

“Alpha… alpha, please,” I begged, tears of bliss streaming down my face. I was so close.

“Can’t… Need to…” Pete grunted.

“Now,” Warren replied.

Pete’s fingers dug into my hips again as he drove deep, pressing me against Warren, who also held himself fully inside me. Their knots popped, one after the other, and that was all it took.

Two knots pressed against my sweet spot and stretching me to my limit was more intense than anything I’d ever felt before, and I screamed again, wave after wave, after wave of orgasmic bliss surging through me, crashing against every nerve.

I belonged to these two incredible alphas.

We all slumped against each other, their cocks giving me their last few enthusiastic spurts of cum where I needed it most.

Then I was drifting as they kissed and nibbled any exposed skin. They murmured words of praise, telling me how pretty I was, how good an omega I was for them…

How much they loved me, even though we hadn’t known each other that long.

“Love you too,” I managed to mumble at some point. Or at least I think I managed to say it. Words were still a bit beyond my ability to think.