Page 113 of The Forgotten

“Don’t listen,” Dorian mutters. “Make her come, and then knot her. You’re too big otherwise. Don’t hurt her.”

Deacon begins to fuck Róisin’s mouth while my fingers slide inside of her, mimicking what my father did earlier. I hate that I’m getting any kind of instruction from him, but I’m a novice here.

“Pay attention to her sounds,” Dorian murmurs, his fingers pinching the plug to turn and twist it inside of her ass. Róisin’s noises become more and more insistent and I nod, reconcentrating my efforts on sucking on her clit.

With a muffled scream, Róisin finds her release, her slick exploding from her cunt to shower me with it. Grinning madly because I helped make that happen, I tug on my cock as I get up onto my knees.

“Together,” Dorian growls, pulling the plug from her slightly gaping hole. Fuck, why is that so sexy? “Virgin’s choice.”

Huffing out a dark chuckle, I shove my fingers into his mouth, making sure that my body is keeping others from watching what I’m doing. His warm tongue slides over my digits, his eyes crossing as he groans.

“Fuck.”

Smirking, I figure that’s the only answer he needs. Moving around him, I lift Róisin’s body so that she’s draped over me. She keens sharply at the loss of Deacon’s cock as it pops out of her mouth, and I find myself purring for the first time in my life. Her arms and legs wrap around my body while I sit up, and she begins to suck on the pulse point of my neck.

“Fuck, baby,” I groan. “Make my day and bite me like a good girl.”

“Balor,” Deacon hisses, though he’s hiding a smile. “Don’t complicate things, the bites will have to come later.”

Her hand slides determinedly between us, her fingers wrapping around my thick cock. My head drops back at her touch, and it feels as if the rest of my blood is rushing south.

Róisin makes a small sound of surprise as I grow even more in her hand, and then she’s notching the crown of my cock at her entrance. Slick pours down my shaft before she drops onto my cock, causing me to shout at how tight she is.

“Don’t break him,” Deacon chuckles darkly, pushing my chest down. Róisin unwinds her legs from around my waist as she begins to roll her hips so my cock begins to drag slowly over her walls.

My fingers squeeze her hips, noting how thin she is. God, I hate my father so fucking much. Deacon distracts me from my low growling by tilting Róisin’s chin upward to gaze at his bobbing cock just within reach. Refusing to be teased, she reaches out and squeezes his knot until he hastily comes closer. All around us are sex noises as people fuck. We’re expected to be part of the performance here tonight so that my father can make lots of money tomorrow from hung over and sated alphas.

What the fuck do I know though? Don’t heats last longer than a day?

Deacon groans as Róisin swallows down his cock, his hand wrapping around her throat to keep her where he wants as hiships begin to flex and thrust. The muscles in his ass and thighs are a thing of beauty as he feeds his cock to the greedy beauty continuing to bounce on my cock without a care. Working on instinct, I sit up again, sucking on her gorgeous breasts while my fingers rub her clit.

Her eager noises border on desperate, and her fingers bury themselves in my hair. Finding the bun, she rips out the hair tie, whining as she gets to fist my shoulder length locks now.

True to Dorian’s word, he moves behind Róisin, using the slick coating my knot on his own dick as lubricant. His lips kiss up her throat as he bends his knees so he can press his cock against her puckered hole. Róisin stiffens, and the three of us begin to purr softly. It won’t benefit anyone for our father to notice what we’re doing.

Deacon pulls out of her mouth to kiss her, and my lips part in jealousy as I force Róisin to stop moving.

“Shhh,” I whisper in her ear. “Dorian is going to make you feel so good, baby. Relax, please.”

Rocking her over my knot to distract her, I rub her clit as Deacon continues to kiss her and Dorian works his cock deeper into her ass. When Dorian groans, I swear the three of us feel it in our bones as we shudder. Róisin whines, her hand moving to Deacon’s cock as she breaks away from his mouth to take a breath.

“Use my cock as a pacifier like a good girl,” he murmurs, pushing his way back into her mouth. Róisin is unable to be patient and grabs his ass to pull him flush against her mouth. Her body writhes as he constricts her airway, and the overstimulation of everything makes her come, screaming around Deacon’s cock.

Dorian slides all the way in, while I begin to fuck my knot into Róisin’s cunt. The three of us are working together as life has always meant for it to. It leaves less time to think about howfucked up this is. I have a feeling that if it wasn’t us, then it would be Dad and his friends while she screamed in pain.

Instead, we can show her some grace by working to ease her through her heat. We’ll drown her pain in orgasms and alpha cum until she blissfully passes out. Hopefully, that’ll be enough to appease my father’s voyeurism kink.

While he’s pretending this is a reward for some kind of good behavior, it’s not. No one plans to lose their virginity with such a large audience. I attempt to exist in the shadows for a reason.

Attention usually comes with the price of being hit. It’s easier to keep my head down and not get noticed.

My head drops back as I feel the way this beautiful omega’s walls stretch as she takes my knot, my lips opening in a soundless scream.

“Don’t stop playing with her needy little clit,” Dorian rasps. Only I can hear him as I bury my face in Róisin’s throat, and I nod to show that I understand him. “Good. You know exactly how much it can hurt to take a knot.”

The three of us have been fucking since I became a legal adult. We all have urges, but refuse to touch the whores unless my father insists on it. Thankfully, he’s never bothered me about it.

Dorian and Deacon have always fucked me, never the other way around, so while my hole isn’t a virgin, my dick is. I don’t really count oral, as it’s how they tend to wake me up.