fucked raw by the Alpha we Drugged (2)

We Drugged the Alpha

Chapter 2

I didn’t get to catch my breath.

Cass pulled me off Rylan’s cock while I was still shaking from the first orgasm. The sudden emptiness made me whimper. Slick and the Alpha’s precome dripped down my thighs onto the couch. Before I could even think about moving away, Jonah was already climbing on.

He sank down in one smooth motion, taking Rylan to the hilt with a broken moan that made my own cock twitch again. The wet sound of it was obscene. Jonah started riding him hard and fast, hands braced on the Alpha’s chest, head thrown back. Every time he dropped, Rylan’s hips gave a weak, instinctive thrust upward — still half-gone from the herbs, but his body was starting to respond anyway.

Cass watched for a few seconds, eyes dark, then looked at me.

“You’re not done,” he said. “Get up here.”

I shook my head, still breathing hard. “I just came—”

“And your heat doesn’t give a fuck.” He grabbed me by the back of the neck and shoved me forward until I was kneeling on the couch beside Rylan’s head. “Open your mouth. He’s going to wake up more soon. We use him while we still can.”

I opened.

Cass pushed two of his fingers past my lips — the same ones that had been wrapped around my cock minutes ago — and made me taste myself. Then he guided my head down until my mouth was hovering over Rylan’s. The Alpha’s breath was warm. His eyes were still glassy, but they tracked me now. A low, confused growl rumbled in his chest.

I kissed him.

It was messy and wrong and so fucking hot I felt fresh slick slide down my thighs. Rylan’s tongue moved sluggishly against mine at first, then with more intent, like some part of him was fighting through the fog. Behind me I heard Jonah’s rhythm stutter and a sharp cry as he came, hole clenching around the Alpha’s cock.

Cass didn’t give either of us time to recover.

He pulled Jonah off, shoved him aside, and climbed on himself. He took Rylan in one long drop, cursing under his breath at the stretch. Then he reached back, grabbed my wrist, and dragged me closer until I was straddling Rylan’s chest, facing Cass, my cock right in front of the other Omega’s face.

“Feed it to me,” Cass ordered, already rolling his hips in slow, deep circles. “I want to taste you while I fuck myself on him.”

I did.

I pushed into Cass’s open mouth while he rode the Alpha, both of us moving in the same filthy rhythm. Jonah recovered enough to crawl back in, licking at the place where Cass and Rylan were joined, tongue dragging over the Alpha’s shaft and Cass’s stretched rim. The wet sounds filled the den. Rylan’s hands finally twitched up from the cushions. One landed heavily on Cass’s thigh. The other grabbed my hip hard enough to bruise, holding me in place while Cass sucked me deeper.

The herbs were wearing thinner.

I felt it in the way Rylan’s thrusts started matching Cass’s movements. In the low, continuous growl that never quite stopped. In the way his cock — still buried in Cass — started to swell at the base.

Cass pulled off my cock with a wet pop, eyes wide.

“He’s knotting,” he gasped. “Fuck— he’s—”

The knot locked inside him with a thick, heavy sound. Cass came instantly, spilling across Rylan’s stomach and my thighs, body shaking through it. Rylan’s hips jerked hard, pumping him full. The scent of Alpha release hit the air like a drug. My own heat surged so violently I almost blacked out.

Jonah was already pulling at Cass’s shoulders.

“Off. My turn for the knot.”

Cass couldn’t move yet — still locked. We had to wait, panting, watching the Alpha’s knot pulse inside him while Rylan’s eyes grew clearer by the second. When it finally softened enough, Cass lifted off with a wet, filthy sound. Cum and slick poured out of him onto Rylan’s cock and the couch.

Jonah didn’t hesitate. He sat down on the still-hard length and took every inch, moaning like it hurt in the best way. The second knot of the night started swelling almost immediately. Jonah took it with a broken cry, coming untouched, body locked tight around the Alpha.

I was the only one left who hadn’t been knotted yet.

Rylan’s eyes were almost fully open now. Gold. Aware. Dangerous.

His voice came out rough, ruined.

“What the fuck did you do to me?”

None of us answered.

Cass and Jonah only looked at me — flushed, messy, still dripping — and waited.

My heat had gone past unbearable. It was eating me alive. I climbed back onto Rylan’s lap, guided his soaked cock to my hole, and sank down in one long, desperate drop until he was buried so deep I could feel him in my throat.

Rylan’s hands slammed onto my hips hard enough to hurt.

“Evan—”

“I know,” I whispered, already moving. “I know. Just— just let me. Please.”

The third knot of the night started to swell inside me while the Alpha’s eyes locked on mine, no longer cloudy, no longer confused.

Just furious.

And impossibly, terrifyingly hard.