Three Times Rejected: The Omega The Triplet Alphas Crave

Reign

The sight before me had me rock-hard and raring to go. Ragnor’s cock hovering just below Deidre’s dripping cunt, her body flushed and ready, her mouth still glistening with Ryker’s precum.

"Please," Deidre whined, "Please, Daddy, I need it. I need your cock inside me."

Ragnor held her firmly, keeping that maddening inch of space between his cock and her pussy.

"You want it, baby girl?" he teased in a dangerously low voice.

"Yes," she gasped, squirming in his grip. "Yes, please, I want it so bad. Fuck me, mark me, make me yours completely."

"Then beg for it," he commanded, stroking her cheek. "Beg as you mean it, sweet girl."

Deidre’s eyes widened, but she complied eagerly, her voice rising in pitch. "Please, my Alphas, please fuck me! I’ve been so good, I’ve waited so long. I need your cocks, need you to fill me up, please."

She was practically sobbing with need, her body trembling.

"Reign," he said, his voice so deceptively casual. "Has she begged enough?"

Every instinct I had was screaming that this was wrong, that the woman we were supposed to be claiming was several fucking doors away.

Sage was groaning like a caveman inside me, his guilt bleeding into mine.

"No," A teasing smile curved my lips as I crawled onto the bed next to Deidre. "I don’t think she has. I think you can do better, sweetheart."

Deidre’s head whipped toward me, her eyes flashing with frustration, and she pulled her lips in a pout. "Oh, come on, Reign baby,"

Ragnor stood, lifting Deidre and depositing her on the floor.

She stumbled lightly, confused, her lingerie was all twisted and askew. Ryker palmed his dick as he approached her.

"On your knees," Ryker growled, shoving her down to the carpet.

Her knees hit the plush rug, and she looked up at us with wide eyes. The three of us towered over her, our cocks out in the open. She grinned, licking her lips eagerly. "Bring it on,"

Deidre parted her lips, her tongue darting out to wet them. Ragnor stepped forward first, gripping his thick shaft at the base and slapping the heavy weight of his dick against her cheek, her lips, her chin.

"Stick your tongue out," he commanded.

She obeyed, and he dragged the leaking tip of his cock across her tongue, leaving a trail of precum. Then he pushed forward, sliding into her mouth with one smooth thrust that had her gagging immediately.

"Relax your throat, sweetheart," I advised, stepping closer and stroking my own cock in rhythm with Ragnor’s thrusts. "Take him like a good girl."

Ragnor’s hands tangled in her hair, holding her still as he fucked her mouth with deep, dominant strokes.

His hips rolled, each thrust pushing deeper. Deidre’s eyes watered, mascara beginning to run down her cheeks, her hands coming up to grip his thighs for balance.

"Goddess, Didi," Ryker groaned. He was stroking his cock roughly. "Taking that big dick like you were made for it. You want mine too, baby?"

She moaned in response. As Ragnor pulled back, letting Deidre gasp for air, Ryker stepped in and grabbed her jaw, forcing her mouth open wider.

He was less gentle than Ragnor, more brutal, shoving his dick to the back of her throat with a grunt of satisfaction.

"Fuck, that’s so good," he groaned, his hips snapping forward. "Take it, take it all the way down."

Deidre gagged violently, spit bubbling around her lips. He held her head in place with one hand while the other reached down to pinch her nipples hard through the lace of her lingerie. She moaned around his cock, the vibration making him curse.

"Easy," I chuckled, placing a hand on Ryker’s shoulder. "Let her breathe. We want her conscious for this, don’t we?"

Ryker pulled out with a wet pop, and Deidre collapsed forward, coughing and gasping, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock. Her face was already a mess, eyes red and watery, makeup smeared, lips swollen and slick.

"We’re just getting started, sweetheart," I murmured, kneeling in front of her. I cupped her chin gently, wiping away some of the mess with my thumb.

"I can take it all," she grinned.

I guided her attention to my cock, which was leaking, the tip flushed and eager. "Lick it," I instructed softly. "Slowly, take your time, yeah?"

Her tongue flicked out to taste the bead of precum at my slit. She moaned softly, and then she flattened her tongue and dragged it up the underside of my shaft very slowly.

Fuck yes, Deidre knew exactly how I liked it. I closed my eyes, letting myself enjoy the sensation, the wet heat of her mouth.

Don’t think about the pool. Don’t think about copper-blonde hair fanned out in the water. Don’t think about the way she had whimpered into your mouth like she had been waiting three years to do it.

I gritted my teeth and opened my eyes.

"Good girl," I praised, opening my eyes to look down at her. "Now take me in, baby, all the way and no gagging."

She obeyed, sliding her lips over my crown and sinking my length. I groaned, my hand coming to rest on the back of her head.

"No fair," Ryker grunted thickly. "Reign’s got her eating out of his palm. You like that slow shit, don’t you, baby? Like being teased?"

Deidre moaned around my cock. I kept my thrusts shallow, savoring the wet heat of her mouth, the way her tongue swirled around my shaft with each withdrawal.

This was my favorite part. I loved the buildup, the anticipation, the knowledge that I could make this last as long as I wanted.

Ryker was getting restless. He shouldered me aside and took her throat again, brutal where I had been slow, and Deidre adjusted like she had been built for both of us.

I moved to her side, not wanting to be left out of the action. While Ryker fucked her throat, I guided her hand to my cock, wrapping her fingers around my shaft.

Ragnor watched us, his hand working his own cock. I knelt again, reaching between Deidre’s legs to find her soaked. I ripped the flimsy fabric away, leaving her naked and exposed, and pushed two fingers inside her without warning.

She cried out around Ryker’s cock, her body convulsing, her walls clenching around my digits. I crooked my fingers, pumping my fingers into her drenched pussy.

"She’s ready," I announced, looking up at my brothers.

Ryker pulled out with a curse, his cock leaving her mouth with a trail of spit connecting them. "Then let’s fucking stop playing around,"

Ragnor reached down, lifted her easily, and dropped on the bed, making her straddle him.

"Look at me," he commanded. "Eyes on me when you take my cock, Babygirl,"

But even as he said that, I feared the inevitable looming over our heads. If we marked her, there was no going back.