Second Assault — Bond And Treason —

Chapter 26 - Bond of Three

FREDEK

For a moment, I thought they would do nothing, that they might think I am crazy or that they will

continue to fight each other until something really bad happened. But, to my surprise, that wasn't the

case.

Slowly and as if in sync, they approached me from my sides, Derek on the left and Angelo on the right.

My heart is pounding in my chest and what little sanity I have left is gradually deserting.

They stare at me as if thinking carefully about what they should do.

—Please — the words scraping like sandpaper my dry throat —. I need you two to touch me.

—Are you sure? — Angelo's Adam's apple jumps unsteadily, running his lips over with the tongue.

—Yes — I moan, biting my tongue so I don't end up begging them.

—Completely sure? — Derek's hand goes up and cradles one of my warm cheeks, his stroke is very

comforting to my sensitive skin —. There are two of us, Fred and though I'm about to rip your clothes

off with my teeth, I don't want you to regret it later — I nod frantically, Angelo raises a hand and does

the same as Derek. I close my eyes, while the smell of their excitement makes my head spin.

—I should be upset that I want to do this — Angelo's eyes drop and then he turns to see Derek —. But

the truth is, I want to. And I don't understand, no Alpha is supposed to want to share his Omega.

—To be honest, so do I — Derek connects his gaze with Angelo's —. How fucked up is that? When I

came in and saw you, I almost killed you, but now...

—It's because you're both my partners — I drop the bomb at once, getting their eyes back on me —.

You are. I had a connection with both of you.

—Are you serious? — Angelo questions in surprise, I nod —. But how is that possible?

—I've never heard anything like it — Derek seconds, a frown forming between his eyebrows and a

distant expression —. But somehow I feel it, it's... Strange.

—Please, I will explain everything I know — my pleading gaze interspersed between them, heavy This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

gasps leaving my lips half-open —. But now I really need you to take care of me. I need you... Both of

you.

Derek and Angelo stare at each other uneasily for a minute, and for a second, I thought they'd back off,

claiming this was crazy. But no, they didn't. The pairs of eyes return to me and Derek comes over to

bury his face in my neck, taking deep breaths of my smell. The closeness of his body is exquisite, when

one of his hands slips under my shirt and gently caresses my belly, I am on the verge of insanity.

Angelo watches us, removing the jacket from his suit, the tie and slowly passing the buttons through

the buttonholes. My eyes follow his every hand movement, until Derek leans back and takes

possession of my lips.

The kiss is the complete opposite of the one I had with Angelo. It's hungry, possessive, taking control

with a vengeance and I love it. I dive into his mouth and let him own me any way he wants. His free

hand holds a fist of my hair and tilts my head back. That's when he separates, leaving wet and

seductive kisses along my neck, creating goosebumps.

—Let me taste him — Angelo says, his low, deep voice is piercing my bones. He finished taking off the

shirt and now he has only the pants, which fall slightly from the hip, exposing the waistband of the

underwear.

Derek steps aside to discard his shirt as well. Angelo's long hands hold the edge of mine and gently

pulls it over my head until he succeeds in taking it off. He bends over and leaves a soft kiss on my lips,

then comes down my chin, across my neck, his tongue tastes my collarbones and sucks hard enough

to leave a mark.

He continues his way down and manages to get one of my nipples into the mouth. I bite my lower lip

hard for the wave of pleasure that subdues me without shame.

Just then, Derek, now also with his naked torso, bends over and starts sucking on my other nipple.

Jesus Christ. The fire runs through my veins as they both caress me with their hands, touching as

much skin as possible and playing with my erect and sensitive buttons inside their mouths.

I tilt my head back, close my eyes and groan. Tremors take over my body, pleasure bathing me in its

thick mantle of warmth and excitement.

—Delicious — I hear Angelo whispering and his breath tickling the sensitive skin on my chest.

—I want to try more — Derek's hands fall into my pants, loosening the button nimbly and unzipping the

zipper carefully. I open the eyes and watch them.

Angelo is a little thinner, but his muscles are firm and defined, the skin is cinnamon and silky smooth

and his caresses on my body are subtle and delicate. Derek, on the other hand, is more muscular, with

a slightly pale and shiny skin, the biceps are noticeably marked as he works to remove my trousers,

throwing them into some corner of the Arsenal. His chest is broad and contoured, and a slender path of

hair below his belly button leads to the rather protruding lump between his legs.

The way he touches me is a little harder and rougher, pinching and squeezing as much as he can in his

stride, but that doesn't stop it from being pleasant. On the contrary, it leaves me panting for more.

Angelo curves his fingers inside the waistband of my underwear and begins to slide it down, leaving my

dripping, throbbing cock free. His slow movements in contrast to my other Alpha's hasty ones. Derek,

once the garment is finally removed, holds me by the waist and separates me from the table on which I

was leaning.

I force my legs to work so that I don't collapse on the floor. He comes closer, our breasts rubbing

together and his gasps blowing on my lips, I feel Angelo's chest sticking to my back and leaving kisses

on the skin of the nape. Fuck, I'm trapped between these two hot bodies, completely naked and

seconds away from exploding and I don't wish I was anywhere else.

—It's your last chance to walk away, Fredek — Derek mutters and his hard stare sticks to mine, his

fingers squeezing my hips tightly.

—If you have doubts, now is the time to express them — Angelo whispers in my ear, causing a

pleasant chill, then gently caresses my arms up and down with his long hands.

—If we keep going, there's no going back. Do you understand? — Derek's demanding.

—You must be absolutely certain this is what you want — Angelo kisses my neck again.

—Are you? — They ask at the same time and, if I didn't know them, I'd swear they were twins because

of how synchronized they are. A few seconds of silence settle in between us. But the truth is, I have

nothing to think about. I want this. I desire it. I want them, my Omega roars to be claimed, possessed,

and dominated. There is no turning back now.

—Yes, I'm sure — breathing seems to get stuck in Angelo's throat while Derek's just speeds up even

more —. I've never been more sure of anything in my life.

—Good — Derek says, a sexy, seductive smile drawing on his perfect lips —. Because there's no way

in hell I could have stopped.

He quickly drops to his knees and before I can even process what's happening, his mouth closes

around my cock and swallows it completely, deep down to his throat. I scream in amazement and

pleasure at his sudden action, running my fingers through his thick hair, urging him on.

—That's it, foxy — Angelo's exhalation causing the skin on my neck to bristle —. Enjoy, surrender to

pleasure.

He steps back, unable to come to terms with the loss of his body next to mine, his hands squeeze my

buttocks and separate them, just before I feel his long, soft, talented tongue massaging my narrow,

virgin entry.

—Fuck, yes — I hiss, struggling to get air into my lungs and I find pleasure exploding inside my body.

The feeling of having my dick in Derek's mouth at the same time as Angelo testing me with his tongue

is glorious and sublime.

My body trembles with spasms of lust and desire, I let myself be embraced by the amount of over-

stimulating emotions these men create in me. Derek licks and sucks with dedication along my erection,

with one hand he plays with my balls.

Angelo moves his tongue in circles, testing the sensitive skin of my entrance until it throbs with need.

Then, I feel one of his fingers begin to grope me until he slowly pushes it inside me.

—Oh, my God — I moan long and low, I feel his finger going in and out of me repeatedly, slowly as he

turns it in a circle.

—Yes, foxy. Open up for me — Angelo says at the time a second finger is inserted. My hips move to

the rhythm of his thrusts, both to fuck Derek's mouth and to impale myself on Angelo's fingers.

They both know how to touch me to make me lose control and reason. My chest goes up and down

fast, large moans erupt from deep in my throat. I sense the heat starting to form in my belly as a third

finger is introduced and the mouth surrounding my dick sucks harder.

—Shit... I don't think I can last much longer — Derek stops and releases my throbbing, pre-seminal

fluid dripping member from his wet prison and gets up.

—Not so fast, that's not how you must cum — Angelo, hearing him, also stops and pulls his fingers out

of my ass, making my entrance throb into nothingness.

They both immediately take off the rest of the clothes and carry me to the couch at the side of the

room. My legs wobble and I'm sure that, if they weren't holding me, my face would be waving at the

floor at close range.

By the time we are in front of the white leather furniture, Angelo drops to his back, and Derek pushes

me slightly, telling me to get on top of him and I obey.

I pass one of my trembling legs over his long body, until I am sitting astride his hip. I can feel his cock

being cradled between my ass cheeks. Derek climbs up too, sticking his chest behind my back and

pinching my nipples with his rough, strong hands.

—Now we're going to fuck you, Fred — he says roughly, then bites my shoulder and sucks out some of

the skin before releasing it. Angelo holds my waist and lines up the head of his penis against my entry.

—And you're going to enjoy it, foxy. Aren't you? — he smiles, anticipating my response, but I nod

frantically anyway, not feeling able to formulate a word. That's when Angelo pushes in, slowly

penetrating me. I hold my breath as I feel a slight stinging sensation invade me and the walls of my

entrance gradually stretch as he continues to make his way —. Relax... Let me in — instructs me

patiently, my palms fall open on his chest as I try to do as told.

I take several breaths through my half-open mouth and my body gradually loses some of its tension,

although it's fucking hard when I still have Derek playing with my nipples and licking and biting every bit

of skin within reach.

—That's right, foxy. Just like that — Angelo hums, my head tilts back when I feel like his cock is finally

buried deep inside me. He stands still for a few seconds, giving me time to get used to the invasion,

even if it's not completely necessary.

The body of the male Omegas does not require as much preparation as that of humans. They quickly

adapt to the body (or bodies, in my case) that is claiming them, putting aside the pain and giving way to

pleasure, which is exactly what I am feeling at the moment.

—Do you feel him inside, Fredek? —Derek's hoarse, raspy voice blows in my ear and his fingers

continue to push and pull my sensitive buttons.

—Yes — I groan, pant and shudder. My senses overloaded, about to short-circuit —. So good...

—And it will get better — Angelo promises, it comes almost completely out of me and, with a firm and

powerful push, penetrates me again, making a cry of pleasure be released from my throat.

Without wasting time, he grabs my ass cheeks with his strong hands and sets up a constant and

relentless pace of onslaughts that make it difficult for me to stay conscious. Derek bites my neck, but

without getting through the skin. I make small jumps in the effort to meet the pushes of Angelo, who is

panting and moaning uncontrollably and marks my feverish flesh with his fingers.

—Shit, I... I can't — I bite my lip so hard that I feel the metallic taste soon after expanding on my

tongue.

—Yes. Yes, you can — Derek comes even closer and holds my cock firmly in one of his hands,

squeezing the head tightly enough so that the sting of pain prevents my impending orgasm —. Hold on,

wait for me — I'm so immersed in the midst of pleasure, that the meaning of his words reaches me late.

Angelo stops and grabbing my hip, lifts me until only the head of his dick is left inside me. Then, I feel

Derek start to line up too, which causes a sudden panic to take hold of me.

—Wait... — I turn my face enough to see him over my shoulder —. It won't fit... There's no way.

—It will, you're stretched out enough — his face is wrinkled in concentration, the veins in the neck are

thickened. Then he pushes, pressing the tip of his fat dick into my ass, trying to move through the tight

muscle ring and rubbing against Angelo's cock.

—You're also dripping a lot of lube, foxy. That'll make everything easier — Angelo smiles smugly.

—But... — I'm trying to protest one more time.

—Relax, Fredek — Derek commands me, the hand on my dick moves, making my eyes close and

more moaning flows from my lips —. That's it. Like that, you'll like it. You'll see — he pushes again and

this time his dick slides further, opening me up almost to the limit —. Fuck, you're so tight... So hot —

rest his forehead on my shoulder and keep pushing.

My fingernails stick to Angelo's chest, who is still holding me in place and is all flushed and wet from

the thin layer of sweat that covers his body.

The pain is intense, both move in sync and continue to stretch me, but Derek's insistent movement of

my dick is distracting enough to take my attention away from it.

—Sweet hell — Angelo grunts, panting and moaning once they're both completely inside me —. You

feel so good, foxy.

—Just relax and enjoy — Derek mumbles, I can feel his dicks throbbing within me and the pain slowly

fades as he continues to caress me, replacing any discomfort with vivid, intense pleasure —. Yes,

that's it. Give yourself to us.

They start to move, first with slow, deep thrusts. The burning on my walls is no longer but a distant

memory as I feel the climax generating again with intense heat in my stomach.

Little by little, the rhythm increases, the thrusts become more powerful and fast, hitting directly on my

sweet spot without compassion.

—Yes! — I scream, my throat's complaining. Derek takes a handful of my hair to leave wet kisses on

my chin and neck, Angelo leans forward to sit and takes one of my nipples back into his mouth, playing

with the other one with the fingers —. A little more... Just a little bit more.

By the time the orgasm hits me, I scream with such power that my lungs are drained of air. My body

stirs and contracts, clinging to Angelo's arms, my head falls backward on Derek's shoulder, who pumps

my cock, milking every last drop of my essence, which spills out in fine white threads all over Angelo's

chest and stomach.

My eyes close, perceiving the relentless rhythm with which these men whip my body in search of their

liberation, which comes soon after. Jets and squirts of hot, thick sperm are released directly in my ass

and the sensation is so intense that I feel myself being pulled towards a second orgasm.

Then Angelo propels himself upwards, moaning breathlessly and biting my neck, piercing the skin with

his sharp fangs. The pleasure is enormous and overwhelming, it only multiplies when Derek does the

same on the opposite side, burying the fangs and grunting around the flesh in his mouth, that's when

the climax hits me again.

I have to make great efforts to stay conscious. Slowly, very slowly, all three of us recover from the

ravages of the ecstasy that resides in our bodies. Breaths are accelerated, drops of sweat slide down

sensitive skin, and the heat of the bond is formed as the seconds go by, enveloping our hearts and

uniting our souls forever.

—Are you all right, foxy? — Angelo questions a little worried, once he finishes licking the wound to heal

it.

—Yeah. I'm still a little groggy, but I'm fine.

—Did we hurt you? — Derek demands to know, passing his tongue as well, helping to close the wound

of his mark.

—I'm truly okay — I'm smiling, but I'm so tired that even that represents a struggle. Carefully, both of

them release their flaccid cocks from inside me, the ravages of their liberation dripping down my thighs

onto the couch. Angelo settles down until he is also kneeling in front of me.

—Tilt your head on my shoulder so we can feed you — Derek directs me, I nod and do what he says.

Then the two of them bite their wrists hard enough until blood runs down the corners of their lips.

Then, they place them on my face, a few inches apart to allow both strands of blood to fall into my open

mouth at the same time.

The metallic but sweet flavor invades my taste buds and I close my eyes for the pleasure of such a

delicious delicacy that is offered to me. I swallow and feel the warm liquid slide down my throat. Little

drops fall to my lips as they move away and I lick them, drunk again with their soft taste.

—Sleep now, foxy — Angelo whispers over my mouth before leaving a tender, gentle kiss.

—We'll take care of everything — Derek turns my face and kisses me, with a little pressure and

firmness.

I'm too exhausted to resist. So, once again I obey, my eyelids fall and my brain happily disconnects

from reality.