I Was The Only Omega In The Beast World-Chapter 49: CP: Let Us Feel It (18+) { Extra Spicy}

The small fire Moss’s assistants had kindled snapped and popped, casting shifting gold across the furs and the three bodies tangled in them.

Wind barriers blocked most of the night’s bite, but enough cool air slipped through to make Alex’s fevered skin prickle deliciously wherever it wasn’t pressed against scale or fur. The river rushed below—steady white noise that almost drowned out the wet, filthy sounds of mouths and bodies and desperate need.

Alex shattered.

His orgasm ripped through him—back bowing, throat working around Naga’s length, cunt clenching rhythmically around Leo’s plunging tongue. Slick gushed; Leo drank it down greedily, growling praise against swollen flesh.

Naga followed moments later—hips stuttering, spilling down Alex’s throat in thick, cool pulses. Alex swallowed convulsively, tears leaking from the corners of his eyes, overwhelmed with pleasure and relief.

Leo pulled back only long enough to rise behind Alex—cock already hard, ridged, dripping. He notched himself at the still-fluttering entrance and thrust—slow, deep, claiming every inch until his own knot pressed insistently against the rim.

"Mine," Leo growled, hips snapping forward in a brutal rhythm. "Ours."

Alex wailed around Naga’s softening cock—overstimulated, desperate, perfect.

Leo’s tongue was still buried deep when Alex came the first time. It tongue curled, flicked, plunged until Alex was writhing again, hips jerking helplessly, chasing and fleeing the overstimulation in equal measure.

Naga shifted—coiling one thick loop beneath Alex’s shoulders to prop him up, another sliding under his hips to lift him slightly, presenting him perfectly to Leo’s mouth.

His hands roamed—cool palms stroking over the heavy curve of Alex’s belly, thumbs brushing pink, peaked nipples, pinching just enough to make Alex arch and sob.

"Look at you," Naga murmured, lips brushing Alex’s ear. "Still dripping. Still begging even after coming so hard. Our perfect little mate—made for this."

Alex’s head fell back against Naga’s shoulder, mouth open on a silent cry as Leo’s tongue found that spot again—relentless, merciless. Another orgasm built fast—too fast—coiling low and tight.

"Gonna—gonna come again—" he whimpered. "Leo—please—"

Leo pulled back just long enough to growl against swollen folds. "Come again. I’ll come inside you too. Till your little belly is filled with me and my fluid until it leaks out around me."

The promise tipped Alex over.

He shattered a second time—back bowing, thighs trembling, a high, broken wail tearing from his throat as slick gushed in another flood. His slick dripping all over the soft fur. Leo growled with praise, bending down to kiss Alex’s back until Alex was limp, boneless, sobbing with overstimulation and relief.

Then Leo pulled it out. Letting Alex’s wet slick flow from his entrance.

Then he shifted smoothly—tawny muscle rippling, gorgeous hair still wild—sweat beads dripping one by one, cock heavy and resting on Alex’s back. The head—broad, ridged, flushed dark—nudged against the fluttering entrance still gaping slightly from earlier.

Then he thrust again. This time Slower. Deeper. More powerful. Reaching edges never been visited.

Alex’s legs trembled—tears still streaming, body trembling with aftershocks. "Too—too deep—Leo—

But Leo didn’t stop—he continued his movement, letting Alex feel every ridge, every vein, every thick inch stretching him open again. When he bottomed out—knot already swelling at the base—Alex keened, back arching, fingers digging into Naga’s coils.

"So full—" he gasped. "So good—"

Leo set a brutal rhythm—deep, claiming snaps of his hips that made Alex’s swollen belly bounce gently with each thrust. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the night air, obscene and perfect.

Naga moved with them—coils tightening to help hold Alex steady, one hand sliding between them to circle the omega’s neglected cock. He stroked in time with Leo’s thrusts—firm, slick with leftover fluids—until Alex was sobbing again, chasing another peak.

"Come for us," Naga commanded, lips brushing Alex’s ear. "Come while Leo knots you. Let us feel it."

Alex obeyed.

His third orgasm crashed through him—harder than the first two—body clenching rhythmically around Leo’s pounding cock. Slick gushed; Leo roared—hips slamming forward one last time as his knot swelled, locking them tight, flooding Alex with pulse after hot pulse until it leaked out around the seal.

They collapsed together—Leo curled around Alex from behind, knot still throbbing, hips grinding in shallow circles to keep the pressure right where Alex needed it. Naga pressed in from the front—coils cradling, lips claiming Alex’s in a slow, filthy kiss that tasted of pine and come and relief.

Alex floated between them—overstimulated, sated, safe—while the babies dozed contentedly, finally reassured that their sires were exactly where they belonged.

They stayed knotted like that for long minutes—Leo’s purr vibrating through all three of them, Naga’s cool hands stroking lovingly over every inch of Alex’s body he could reach.

When the knot finally began to soften, Leo pulled out slowly—careful, reverent—watching his release drip from Alex’s swollen entrance with possessive satisfaction.

Naga shifted immediately—coiling beneath Alex’s hips, lifting him just enough to slide his own ridged length inside with one smooth thrust.

Alex moaned—soft, wrecked, already sensitive but still needy.

"My turn," Naga whispered against his lips.

"Gonna fill you again. Gonna make sure you feel us both for days."

He moved—slow, deep, deliberate—each ridge dragging over oversensitive walls until Alex was trembling on the edge again. Leo’s hand joined Naga’s on Alex’s cock—stroking, teasing—while his tongue lapped at the mating mark on Alex’s shoulder, adding another layer of sensation. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

They took him apart slowly this time—building the pleasure in waves, drawing it out until Alex was sobbing their names, begging, coming apart between them in a slow, shattering release that left him limp and trembling.

Naga followed—inserting one cock at a time and spilling deep with a low hiss, knot swelling to lock them together, keeping every drop inside.

They held him through the aftershocks—coils and arms and fur cocooning him—whispering love and praise until his breathing evened and exhaustion finally claimed him.

The fire burned low.

The river sang beneath the bridge.

And on neutral ground, beneath a sky full of stars, three mates and six unborn hatchlings slept—safe, sated, together.