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“You know, it’s been a really long time since I’ve had a business meeting,” Nate commented as he set aside the next sheet of paper. “This isn’t nearly as much fun as I was picturing.”
“Less sex, I’m guessing?” Parker teased from where she sat across the table, a pen in her hand, rolling between her fingers. It’d run out of ink over a century ago, but she needed something to do with her hands rather than keep them idle.
“I was hoping you’d sit on my lap,” Nate agreed. “But, you know. This is fine.” He closed the folder. “And that’s the farming numbers done. Now,” he sighed, “for the scrap.”
“All you have to do is ask nicely,” she told him. “A ‘please’ and a ‘Your Highness’ would sound so lovely together coming from you.”
“And ‘Daddy, please can I cum’ would sound amazing coming from you, but we’re being adults right now doing the boring adult stuff,” Nate countered, smirking.
Bastard. Just as she was about to say something, maybe insult him or even throw the pen at him, the elevator doors opened and Mason walked into the room. Per usual, the Alpha had his chest puffed out, a wide grin on his face, always trying to impress someone—or maybe just trying to seem impressive, as if those were different things.
“I see ya both got your clothes on. That’s rare,” Mason commented as he approached.
“Sorry to disappoint,” Nate laughed. “We’re just having a meeting, what’s up?”
Making his way to the table, the Pack leader hoisted himself onto the edge of it near Nate. “Just came to see if either of you wanted to fuck.”
Parker’s brows shot up as she glanced between the two men, though her eyes settled on Nate, her face a mixture of curiosity, surprise, and a hint of confusion. Had Mason really just…?
“Uh,” Nate glanced over at Parker, “well, we’re in the middle of a meeting… one that is pretty boring, actually. I’m down if Parker’s down.”
With both men’s eyes on her now, she went back to glancing between the two. “Oh, uh… well, why not?” she asked with a slight shrug. “But you follow Nate‘s lead because he knows my boundaries.”
“Bossy girl,” Mason teased with a smirk. “Alright. I gotcha.”
Nate glanced the two of them over, humming thoughtfully. “She likes having her clothes torn off, she likes getting spanked, she doesn’t like blood, body fluids- well, she likes cum- don’t degrade her too much either. She likes it a little. And she likes being made helpless. Parker, if I told Mason to pick you up, throw you on the bed and tear your clothes off, what would you say to that?”
Heat immediately flooded her entire body as she straightened up, nodding her head. “I’d like that.”
Nate nodded. “Take off anything you don’t want him to rip, just in case.” With that, he got up from his seat, and headed over to a small set of drawers at the back of the room, retrieving a bottle with blue ink on the cap.
Parker didn’t even get the chance to fully stand before Mason was rounding the table and picking her up, carrying her to the bed. She was tossed onto it, landing with a quiet squeak, only to have the backs of her legs grabbed so she was yanked to the edge, then rolled over to face the Alpha as he stood above her.
“What don’t you want torn, girlie?” he asked.
“My—my bra,” she breathed. “And jeans.”
“Works for me. Got a knife, boss?” Mason asked Nate.
Coming over with the bottle, Nate pulled a knife out of his pocket and tossed it over. “I’m going to, uh, use an aid for this, since there’s no way in hell I’m missing a moment of it.” He unscrewed the bottle and took a drink of the water inside. The familiar taste of Feverblossom spread over his tongue, and he swallowed down the slight bile that rose at his last memory of taking it. Overboss Nate was gone, and Nate Pendleton was in his place, eating his food, saving his slaves and fucking his girl.
Take that, you bastard.
The knife was caught and Mason immediately started cutting Parker’s shirt, slicing it open and then tearing it off. She undid her bra and slid it off her shoulders, tossing it to the side while the Alpha set the blade next to her and unbuttoned her jeans, roughly tugging them off her hips. The only thing that remained were her panties, which were torn off, leaving her naked and exposed.
“Fuck,” she breathed, her eyes falling to Nate. “Is that…?”
“Yep.” He set the bottle down on the table, and made his way over. “Mason, what do you wanna touch first?”
“Can’t decide,” the Alpha admitted while looking her over. “You gonna take the Fever, too?”
Biting her bottom lip, she glanced at Nate. “Should I? Do you want me to?”
“It’ll make you cum a lot more,” Nate reminded her, “so do it if you want to.”
Parker nodded after a second. “Okay. Yeah, I’ll take some.”
Nate backtracked to pick the bottle up and came over, handing it to her. One hand slid over her breast and cupped it. “Got anything specific you wanna do, Mason?”
“Fuck her tits, for sure,” Mason answered, his palms sliding along Parker’s thighs. “Maybe her ass.”
Unlike the times before when she took the Fever, Parker didn’t drink a whole lot, only sipping a bit before handing the bottle back to Nate.
“Well, let’s start by getting her nice and warmed up for us,” Nate chuckled, stripping off his t-shirt and tossing it aside. Then he leaned down and wrapped his lips around one of Parker’s nipples, sucking and licking on it.
At the same time, Mason lost his shirt and necklace, his own fingers soon sliding along Parker’s folds before focusing on her clit and slowly rubbing, teasing. “Sounds like a plan.”
“F-fuck,” she breathed, her back arching and pushing her chest more toward Nate’s face, one hand going to the back of his head.
His right hand moved to spread her thighs open, then moved further down, keeping out of the way of Mason’s fingers so that he could slowly slide one of his own into her, fucking her with it gently. His teeth nibbled at her nipple. “You’re looking forward to getting fucked by two guys twice your size, aren’t you, little girl?”
She quickly nodded. “Yes, Sir. I am.”
“She’s into using titles, huh?” Mason asked, rubbing her clit a bit faster. “Good to know. I like having my girls call me ‘Alpha’ when I fuck ‘em.”
“Hear that?” Nate purred. “Mason’s got a nicer thing for you to call him. You gonna call him that, Parker?”
“No,” Parker answered with a grin. “You gotta earn it.”
“Not sure I like the sound of that,” Mason growled. “You think you’re gonna make me work for it? Even though you’re lyin’ here naked and vulnerable for us?”
“Yeah she is, because Parker likes a fight,” Nate poured, his fingers thrusting into her. “And so do I. Maybe we just don’t let her cum until she calls you Alpha, huh?”
“I think she’ll change her tune once that Fever hits,” Mason noted. “But we should definitely edge her until then. At least.”
Oh. The Fever. It’d only been, what, a minute or two since she’d drank some, and she’d already forgotten about it? The stuff was bound to hit any moment, leaving her desperate and hot and needy. There was no doubt she’d change her mind once it did. “Maybe, uh… maybe edging isn’t the way to go,” she suggested.
“No?” Nate cooed, stroking his fingertips against her sweet spot. “You’re going to be a good girl and do what we ask?”
Conflict washed over her face, mixing with pleasure. “That’s—that’s not what I said,” she breathed, her hips rolling into the hands between her legs.
“Then what did ya say?” the Alpha asked, rubbing her clit a little rougher.
“That there were, um… other—other ways to—“ fuck, it was getting hot, “To go about th-this.”
“Do tell.” Nate leaned over and sucked on her nipple.
“You know,” she gasped; heat was building between her thighs, “Just… letting me misbehave.”
Mason snorted. “Don’t think so, kitten.”
“No, no, this is perfect,” Nate assured him. “We let her misbehave, and then we punish her for everything she does until she’s begging for mercy.”
“Ahhh, that is a good idea,” the Alpha agreed.
“Wait, no! That’s not what I—that’s not what I meant!” she protested.
“No?” Nate’s fingers sped up. “It isn’t? That’s funny, I could’ve sworn you said let you misbehave. Obviously, though, if you misbehave, you get punished.”
That heat was tight in her core as she dangled from the precipice. “Fuck, that’s not—godfuckfuckI’mgonnacum!”
“Call him Alpha,” Nate ordered.
“Fuckyou,” she growled out between gritted teeth.
Nodding to Mason, Nate pulled his fingers away, and the other man did the same, leaving Parker on the edge. She loudly whined, her legs trying to close despite them being held open, and she shoved at Nate since he was closest.
“Fuck you both! Bastards!”
“Looks like you’re going to lose the privilege of free movement,” Nate tutted. “Mason, you know where the restraints are.” With that, he pinned one of Parker’s wrists down by her head and reached for the bondage cuff attached to the set he’d had under the mattress for months now.
With Mason shifting off the bed to grab the restraints at the foot of it, that left Nate to handle her, but it wasn’t like the guy needed any help doing so, he was fucking huge compared to her. They both were. Parker tried to wiggle her way out from beneath him, her free hand shoving at his shoulder and scratching at him, legs trying to push him off—at least until Mason grabbed one of her ankles and yanked her leg straight, restraining her foot.
“No! Fuck! I’m not saying it!”
Nate cuffed her other wrist. “What’s your safeword?” he murmured.
There was a pause before her eyes lifted to his face. “Cram.”
Nate nodded. “Good girl.” He made sure the restraints were tight enough to hold her, but not enough to cause discomfort, just as Mason got her other leg in the bindings. “Now then. What shall we do with you, little brat?”
“Be nice to me and give me pleasure?” she tried.
“I’d much rather take pleasure, if I’m bein’ honest,” Mason told her.
“Only good girls who use the right terms of respect get pleasure,” Nate added. “I’ll give you pleasure without letting you cum, though. I think I can do that. In the meantime, Mason, she was rudest to you, what do you wanna do to her?”
“Well, we got her all spread out here… lotta options, boss,” the Alpha mumbled as he looked her over from where he stood at the foot of the bed. “Maybe I’ll fuck her tits first.”
“This doesn’t seem very fair,” Parker breathed.
“I disagree.” Nate leaned over and pulled open the drawer of one of his bedside tables. He pulled out a bottle of lube. “I think it’s very fair. If he fucks your tits, he can still play with your nipples, which is going to make you feel good. If he fucked your mouth, though, you wouldn’t get anything out of it.”
“But… what are you doing?” she asked, watching Nate until her eyes diverted to Mason as the younger man started kicking off his shoes and undoing the belt on his pants, then climbed onto the bed.
Nate put the lube down by Mason, and slid in behind him. “Making it more fun for him,” he told her, both hands on her thighs. “She’s all yours.”
The Alpha straddled her stomach, just beneath her breasts, and grabbed the bottle of lube from where Nate had set it down, tossing a grateful gesture in the older man’s direction before uncapping it and drizzling some of the liquid onto Parker’s tits, as well as his own cock.
“You’re just gonna,” she swallowed hard, her eyes following the liquid as it fell onto her, “You’re just gonna let him use me like this? Nate?”
“You know what to say if you want him to stop. And if you don’t say it, well, this is just weak protest, isn’t it, little girl?” Nate teased, his fingers dragging along her thighs. “We both know you like being used like this.”
“I could tell that just from lookin’ at her,” Mason said with a grin. “Got that look about her that just screams she wants to get used.”
“No, no, no,” Parker whispered, shaking her head. She couldn’t stop staring at Mason’s cock as he pressed the shaft between her tits and pushed her breasts up around it, then started slowly thrusting. And to make matters worse, it was almost teasing. Fuck, she felt hot, and every movement he made atop her—as well as every touch Nate made to her legs—was only feeding into the beginning of a desperation she knew was bound to become ten times worse.
“Gonna make the view even better,” Nate promised Mason, as he shifted so that he was kneeling between her thighs, and then he leaned down and licked up her thighs, tongue swirling and playing, avoiding her folds.
A sharp gasp entered her lungs before she whined. “No, this isn’t fair! Please!”
“All you gotta do,” Mason started, his hips roughly thrusting once between her tits, “Is call me ‘Alpha.’ Tha’s’it.”
Parker’s hands clenched into fists in her bindings; part of her wanted to give in already, but instead she just turned her face away.
Nate’s tongue played with her clit, flicking up and down over it, before he sucked gently. He had Leonora’s thighs around his head and Mason’s ass in his face. This was good.
Even with the little bit of Fever she’d drank, the heat that flushed through her body was intense, and Parker’s back arched as much as possible with the soft sucking on her clit. God, she was already feeling desperate, and Nate knew just how to make her cave.
“Wait, wait, wait,” she pleaded. “I’ll, um… I’ll say it.”
Mason didn’t stop in his thrusts, though he did pause in how he was tugging and pinching her nipples, instead just tightly holding them between his thumbs and forefingers. “Go on.”
“Fuck. Um… Al-Alpha,” she whispered.
Nate’s tongue danced along her clit. “Go on, Parker. What do you want from the Alpha?”
God, he just wouldn’t stop, would he? Wouldn’t stop licking her, wouldn’t stop being an asshole.
She lifted her eyes to meet Mason’s as he stared down at her expectantly. “Please, um… please tell Nate to stop being a dickhead,” there was a brief pause, “Alpha.”
“You really got your hands full with this one, huh?” Mason murmured with one arched brow.
“Yeah I do,” Nate said with a smirk. “Tell me, Parker, how should I stop being a dickhead?”
“You should let me cum.” Wait. “And let me enjoy it!” she quickly added, knowing he’d very well cheat her out of actual decent orgasms and give her ruins if she wasn’t clear enough.
“Hmm.” Nate slid two fingers into her. “Mason? What do you think?”
“I think she’s bein’ a little brat and doesn’t deserve anything,” the Alpha answered as he kept fucking her tits, his movements slow.
“And I think you are a mutt,” Parker hissed.
Nate smirked, fucking her hard and fast on his fingers. “I agree with you, Alpha. Well, you heard the man, Parker.”
“No, no, no!” she shrieked, trying to fight back but also knowing it was pointless. Heat was quickly building up thanks to the Fever, and her thighs were trembling almost instantly, legs trying to spread a bit more even though she was restrained.
Mason sped up his thrusts at the same time, squeezing her breasts a bit tighter around his cock as he did; quiet huffs of pleasure escaped him.
“How does she feel?” Nate asked. “How does she look?”
“Like a dream,” the Alpha grunted. “You lucked out gettin’ stuck with this pretty little thing. Not sure I’d have been able to keep the Pack off her if she showed up on my doorstep.”
Oh, god. There was that thought of getting fucked by a bunch of strangers, all of them masked… Parker couldn’t stop herself from throbbing. “I’m—I’m gonna—“
Nate’s fingers pulled out and all four of them delivered a gentle slap to her clit.
It was… unexpected. But, god, it was good.
The yelp that escaped her was followed up with a moan that filled the room as she tipped over the edge, the cocktail of pain and pleasure attempting and failing to find an equal balance, though her body didn’t even know which side ended up with more. All she knew in the end was that she was left trembling and panting and desperate for more.
“Fuck, boss. The hell did ya do to her?” Mason asked with a laugh as he slowed down just enough to admire the way she looked before continuing to seek his end.
“Love tap,” Nate said with a smirk. “Isn’t that right, babygirl? Didn’t know if you’d cum from that, but I’m glad to know you did.”
A lazy nod was given even though he couldn’t see it. “Again. Please.”
“Well, why don’tcha put your mouth to some better use, huh? Especially since ya don’t seem to be runnin’ it anymore,” Mason murmured as he let go of one of her tits and cupped the back of her head with his hand, lifting her head up enough that she’d be able to reach the tip of his cock when he thrust forward. “Stick your tongue out—there you go. Good girl.”
Nate leaned forward again and started to suck on her clit. “Where do you want Mason to cum, little girl?”
“On me. On my—on my face,” she sheepishly admitted before sticking her tongue back out so the head of his cock bumped into it every time he thrusted.
“Fuck. I can do that,” Mason groaned.
Nate licked again and again, his fingers sliding back into her. “Such a good girl,” he cooed.
It wasn’t long before she was at that edge again, her body still trembling from before. “Nate, baby, I’m gonna—fuck!”
Snap. His hand came down on her clit again, a little harder than last time.
Just as she came with her head tipped back and eyes tightly shut as she moaned, a lower, deeper moan echoed her own and a few strings of cum landed on the lower half of her face. She hadn’t even been paying attention to Mason anymore, mostly just focused on the hand between her thighs, but apparently the redheaded man had finished just as she did.
“Fuck,” he breathed, stroking out the last few drops. “Gotta admit, ya look good covered in cum, girl. It’s fitting.”
“Thanks,” Parker mumbled, breathless.
“She really does,” Nate agreed. “You gonna lick him clean?”
“Yes, Sir,” she quietly answered before leaning in just as Mason did to take the tip of his cock into her mouth and suck it clean.
The Alpha made a low groan, his hips slightly flexing, though he soon pulled back. “Fuck, girlie. That was real sweet of ya.”
“It was.” Nate kissed her clit. “It’s always good when you’re a good girl.”
“Thank you,” Parker whispered, her tongue dragging over her lips.
Mason climbed off her so he was kneeling beside her on the bed, his eyes flicking to Nate as the other man was still between her thighs. “I got a bit before I can go again. Wanna switch? Or you want somethin’ else from her?”
“Switch,” Nate agreed. “You do what you want down there, big guy.” He slid out from between Parker’s thighs and shuffled up towards her head, freeing his cock from his jeans.
There was already a slight glaze in her eyes as she looked up at Nate, Mason moving to where he’d been moments before. “Hi,” Parker murmured.
“Hey sweetheart,” Nate cooed as he got naked. Kneeling over her, he held his cock close to her mouth. “You having fun?”
“Yes, Sir,” she answered before sticking her tongue out to drag it along the head of his cock. “Are you?”
“Yeah I am,” he assured her, his fingers trailing over her breasts, tugging on her nipples. “We’ll get you free in a bit so we can prep your ass.”
“Oka—oh!” Her eyes briefly widened, only to tightly close as her head tipped back.
“That sounded good,” Mason commented from between her legs, two fingers buried knuckle-deep inside her, beckoning. “Must be hittin’ the right spot, eh, girlie?”
Parker quickly nodded, her arms tugging at the restraints while a heavy breath left her and a red flush ran up her chest and neck, straight into her face. Nate stroked his cock, and then pushed it towards her lips.
“Come on,” he purred. “Let’s see how it feels when Mason makes you cum whilst you’re sucking on me, huh?”
It took a moment to regain herself but she managed, her eyes focusing on Nate’s, mouth opening to let his cock slip between her lips so she could gently suck on it while the pleasure between her legs was rapidly growing. Mason was hitting that spot just right, his fingers repeatedly tapping against it, and her hips jerked and rolled with each movement of his fingers.
Nate pushed her hair out of her face, scraping his nails over her scalp. “Can, mmm, good girl, can I f-fuck your face?”
There was a slight nod given, and Parker slacked her jaw and opened her throat up for him. But she had to ignore the way Mason kept rubbing her sweet spot and how she was already right there, throbbing around his fingers. Fuck, she was so close.
Nate was in her mouth immediately, shifting so that he could thrust his cock properly back and forth, in and out, the wet noise of her lips around him filling the air. “Good girl,” he breathed, one hand on the wall behind the bed. “G-good girl, letting two big guys fuck, mm, use you like this.”
“She’s throbbin’,” Mason said just as he angled his arm a little so he was able to press his fingers against her sweet spot a bit harder. “Gonna cum for me, ain’t ya?”
That was all it took—two fingers between her legs, a dick in her mouth, and both men talking absolute filth—to send her over the edge. Leonora came hard, moaning around Nate’s cock. Her eyes rolled up and she tugged at the restraints again, her body trembling.
“See,” Nate panted, “this would’ve been very different if I were still Overboss instead of me.”
God, just the thought of it had her wanting to know how different it would have been. What would he have done? Not let her cum? Been much meaner? As much as she really didn’t like the Overboss version of him… fuck.
“I gotta agree,” Mason chimed in, his fingers never having stopped beckoning inside her even as that overstimulation set in. “Would’a been much different.”
“I think, god, you like that idea, huh, good girl?” Nate teased breathlessly.
Nodding as much as she could, Parker swirled her tongue along his shaft, a moan escaping her and vibrating into him as Mason started rubbing her clit. Hips thrusting faster, Nate chased that heat that was starting to grow at the base of his spine.
“W-would’ve recorded it, probably,” he laughed, panting.
“Would’a loved to see that,” Mason commented. “And all them other recordings you got. ‘Cause I know you do.” His arm started rapidly moving back and forth just as Parker’s eyes grew wide, his fingers roughly fucking her, the tips still rubbing against her sweet spot.
“Sorry,” Nate shook his head, “burned ‘em all. The, fuck, the lady asked.”
Heat rushed through her face at the thought that they hadn’t burned everything—not the picture nor the video of the first time they’d fucked in the trailer—but Mason didn’t need to know that.
“Shame,” the Alpha grumbled.
“You’ll, fuck, just have to use your memories,” Nate panted. “And ask nicely, oh, fuck, if she wants to- mmm- do this again.” He was close now, his eyes on her face. “Good girl. So obedient like this. So damn pretty.”
With the sight of Nate atop her all breathless and praising her the way he was, combined with Mason still fucking her on his fingers, Parker was sent over the edge fairly quickly. She moaned around Nate’s cock, her hips rolling and thighs trembling as she came, the Alpha rubbing her clit a little harder and faster.
“Oh fuck,” Nate groaned, pulling his cock out of her mouth, hand wrapping around it. He stroked rapidly, chasing that heat, and in moments, thick ropes of cum were spurting from the tip of his cock and stringing along Parker’s face and tits. “Fuck, Leonora.”
Gasping, she tried to keep her mouth wide open for him, but all she could do was pant while that familiar haze was taking over again. God, she wanted nothing more than to please him—to please them.
“Nate,” Parker breathed.
“She looks even better covered by us both,” Mason growled, barely able to see her.
Nate slid to one side to give him a better view of her, grinning. “Agreed. How about we untie her since she’s being such a good girl, and we get her ready to take us both?”
“I like the sound of that,” Mason concurred while pulling his fingers out of her, then started undoing the restraints on her ankles.
“I’ve been good,” Parker murmured, her eyes on Mason.
“Yeah you have,” Nate agreed. “You’re my good girl, Parker.” He undid her wrist restraints, leaning down to kiss her softly, licking her lips. “Mason gets your ass, if you’re ok with that.”
“I am,” she replied, gently rubbing her wrists even though they hadn’t been in the restraints for long. “How do you, um… how do you want me?”
“Whatever’s best for you, boss,” Mason said as he grabbed the bottle of lube. “I’m flexible. But you know that.”
“How about you ride me,” Nate said, laying down on the bed. He patted his lap, his cock still semi-hard from the Feverblossom. “Mason can control how hard he fucks you then.”
Eagerly nodding, Parker climbed atop him, straddling his hips and lifting herself up enough so she could slowly stroke him, teasing. Mason climbed onto the bed behind her, uncapping the bottle of lube long enough to pour some onto his fingers, then set the bottle beside them on the mattress. His fingers were soon at her ass, rubbing along the ring of muscle.
“Wasn’t sure I’d ever get the chance to do this,” the Alpha murmured.
“I think you’ve got a couple girls in your Pack that would tell you how much Parker likes to play around,” Nate teased. “I saw them around. They weren’t so pleased to see me, though.”
Rather than sliding him into her right away, Parker leaned forward, one hand on the bed to hold her up and the other still wrapped around Nate’s cock, slowly stroking. Her lips went to his neck to place soft kisses along the column, teasing, proving she did, in fact, like to play around—especially with him—even while Mason was pushing a finger into her ass, her quiet moan muffled.
“I heard. More of meant since you changed,” the Alpha corrected.
“Ahh,” Nate nodded sagely, “yeah. That makes sense. I was, uh, well, I played around a lot before the War and the Vault and I never stopped. The parts of the Overboss that liked sharing and groups, well, that was definitely all me.”
“Good to know,” Mason said with a grin, his finger pushing to the last knuckle fairly easily. “I’ll definitely keep it in mind.”
Flicking her eyes up to Nate, mischief washed over her expression just before she bit down on his nipple.
He moaned. "Leonora, if you wanna keep your hands free, stick to being a good girl."
“Sorry, Sir,” she murmured with a grin, licking his nipple one last time before trailing kisses back up to his throat. Her hips lifted as she did, and she guided his cock into her, gradually working him in while a second finger was pressing against her ass.
“Already actin’ up?” Mason chided.
"You know it," Nate chuckled. "Parker can never work out if she wants to be a brat or not."
“I’m never a brat,” she protested, nipping his neck.
“Dunno ‘bout that, girlie,” the Alpha said. “You’re puttin’ up a fight for no reason even when you’re halfway full.”
"It's a token resistance." Nate slid his hand between her thighs, his other going to her hair. "Isn't it? You just want to feel like you've won somehow."
“No!” Parker gasped, her hips dropping flat against his for the last few inches rather than easing them in; her palms went to his chest, nails scratching. “I-I always win. Always.”
Mason couldn’t help but snort in laughter. “Somehow, don’t think that’s true,” he told her as he fucked her ass with his fingers.
“Well, she wins something,” Nate pointed out, thumbing at her clit. “She wins an edge, or a ruin, or too many orgasms. So I can see what she means. But,” he scratched gently at her scalp, “if she does consider it a win to get edged and ruined, who are we to take her victory?”
“… ‘S a good point.” Scissoring his fingers, Mason stretched her open a bit more before working in a third.
“I won you,” she boasted. “And—and other stuff.”
“Yeah?” Nate asked, thrusting upwards a little. “What other stuff?”
Fuck. She should have kept her mouth shut. Parker rolled her hips, barely riding him while trying not to move too much and disturb what Mason was doing. “Um… just—just other stuff.”
“So, nothin’,” the Alpha said.
“You run your mouth like it’s an Olympic sport, babygirl,” Nate chuckled. “All you win when you get me is my hot mess and my dick, and the only thing you get from that is cum. But if you want to get knocked up, just say so.”
“And wh-what if I do?” Parker tested, her eyes meeting his hesitantly and nervously.
He paused. His eyes didn’t leave hers. “Well then, it’s a good thing Mason is in your ass, huh?”
Something in her stomach dropped. Or did it twist? Whatever it did, it was a damn good feeling.
Well, until Mason ruined it.
“This is real cute and all, but can it wait until after I’ve had my fill?”
“Yeah it can.” Nate pulled her in for a kiss using the hand in her hair. “Would it bother ya if I talked to her about knocking her up, though?”
“Nah, not like I ain’t sired a few pups’a my own. Most’a the Pack girls like the breedin’ talk, anyway,” Mason told the other man. His third finger was almost all the way in.
“Jesus, you’re gonna kill me if you talk like that,” she whispered, breathless.
“What a way to knock you up,” Nate purred. “Getting fucked by two guys in an old restaurant in Nuka-World. It’ll be a great story if we get asked.”
“Fuck, yes,” she breathed with a nod before kissing him one more time.
The lube made it easy to get all three fingers in fairly quickly, and Mason started roughly fucking her on them, his hand hitting her ass each time he went knuckle-deep. “Gonna get my dick in you soon.”
“Don’t worry,” he nipped her lower lip, “if you wanna fuck like this more, we can, ok? Unless you want me to make an honest woman of you.”
“An—an honest woman?” she repeated, brows furrowed. It was followed up by a gasp as Mason pulled his fingers out, only to climb off the bed and shuffle to the bathroom.
“Mhm,” Nate murmured, his hands running up and down her sides until they settled on her hips. “Make it… official, I guess.”
The sink in the bathroom turned on.
“But you like doing this stuff,” she whispered.
He nuzzled her. “I like doing you.”
Sitting up straight, Parker slowly rolled her hips back and forth. “I think we should talk about it—mmmnn—later. When we’re alone. Yeah?”
“Agreed,” he murmured. His hands gripped her ass and squeezed gently.
“More mushy stuff?”
The question came from Mason as he was walking out of the bathroom and approaching the bed, his cock half-hard. Parker turned her attention over to him, a slight grin on her face.
“Definitely,” she answered, though her eyes dropped to his dick as it swayed with each step he took.
“How does she look from the back?” Nate purred, his hands on her ass, spreading her.
“Like she’s ready for me to fuck her,” Mason growled, climbing onto the bed. He grabbed the bottle of lube and drizzled some onto his cock, stroking himself to spread it along his shaft while closing the bottle up and setting it back down. “You ready?”
“Mhm,” she answered, leaning forward so her ass was stuck out more, her chest flush with Nate’s. She playfully wiggled her hips.
Positioning himself behind her and between Nate’s legs, the Alpha took ahold of his cock and started pressing the head against Parker’s ass, pushing against the ring of muscle. Nate placed kisses along Leonora’s throat as Mason began to slide in.
“How does that feel, beautiful?” he murmured, nibbling on her jaw. “Does he feel good?”
“Yes,” she breathed with a nod, her nails digging into his shoulders since her hands had migrated away from his chest. “He feels really good.”
“Barely even in ya, girlie,” Mason chuckled. “Got a lot more to go and it only gets bigger.”
“You like that idea, don’t you?” Nate purred. “You love this. Getting squished between two guys. Completely helpless against us. It’s gonna make you cum so hard on us when we start fucking you.”
“Yes. God, yes,” Parker gasped. With Mason pressing into her, she felt more and more full by the second; Parker was a moaning mess, and she found herself pushing back into the Alpha, trying to get him deeper.
“Relax,” he drawled, one hand going to her hip. “Impatient.”
“If you want some pain, we can spank your ass,” Nate told her, kissing her chin softly. “But don’t you go getting yourself hurt trying to slide his dick in too fast, ok?”
“Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir,” she murmured, burying her face in his neck. “I just want you to fuck me. I need it.”
Nate’s hips started to move, his cock sliding in and out of her. A soft panting escaped him. “That better?”
Quietly, Parker moaned into his neck. “Fuck. Y-yes, thank you!”
“When’s the last time you fucked her in the ass?” Mason questioned, his cock almost halfway in now.
“Not long ago, was it?” Nate teased. “Only a couple days.”
“Yeah. Couple days,” she confirmed. “Got a large supply of lube.”
A palm cracked down on her rear. “Can’t blame ya,” Mason admitted. “I’d fuck your ass as often as possible, if I could.”
“Tell him how it makes you feel.” Nate cupped and squeezed her breast gently before sliding his hand down to her clit.
“Full,” Parker said. “I-I love it.”
“Well, I’ll fuck your ass whenever you want, little girl,” the Alpha told her, his hips finally coming flush with her backside. He let out a slow breath. “Fuck, kitten.”
“You ready to get fucked, little girl?” Nate asked her gently.
“Yes. Please, I want it. I need it,” she begged. “Please, fuck me.”
“How can we deny that?” Mason chuckled.
Nodding to Mason with a grin, Nate slid his hips back, and then thrust forward so that their bodies met with a slap.
She should have expected it—and, really, she did expect it—but that didn’t stop her from yelping in surprise. Parker clung to the sheets on either side of Nate’s head as he started fucking her, Mason choosing to do the same but alternating his thrusts in time with Nate’s, leaving the room nothing but echoes of slaps and moans.
“Fuck, fuck!”
“There you are,” Nate panted, his hips rapidly thrusting back and forth. “That what y- fuck- you wanted, babygirl? This good for you?”
“Sounds like it is,” Mason growled, his hand clapping against her ass again while his hips picked up the pace.
“Yes! It’s—it’s good!” she answered, trying to push back into their thrusts. “Harder. Please.”
Hand on her hip, Nate rubbed at her clit in fast little circles, gazing into her eyes. “You gonna cum for us?” he panted. “So hard we have to hold you to keep you from falling?”
Oh, fuck. Parker nodded, but right as she went to speak, her upper arms were grabbed just above the elbow and she was pulled up a little to where her body was hovering above Nate’s, her tits swaying from the thrusts both men made. She glanced back at Mason, then at the hold he had on one of her arms, then at her breasts, before she met Nate’s gaze again. She was already so close, and this made it even better.
“Fuck, I’m—I’m gonna—“
Nate leaned up and sucked at her nipple. His eyes were on hers, and he winked as he rubbed at her nub.
Just as she tipped over the edge, Mason smacked her ass again, and all the combined stimulation had her keening. Parker pulsed around both cocks inside her, thighs trembling and back arching while she kept trying to push into their thrusts. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! Please! Please, don’t stop! God, fuck!”
“Vocal little vixen,” Mason panted as he kept going, his fingers digging into her arms as he gripped them both again.
“Won’t stop,” Nate breathed, “even if I cum.” Thank fuck for the Feverblossom. His fingers kept up against her clit, not giving her any reprieve, just like she’d begged.
Everything was becoming too much, but Parker didn’t want it to stop; she was in heaven, being given a hefty dose of bliss injected straight into her veins that she couldn’t get enough of. And, fuck, with the way Nate was breathing and speaking, and just the way he looked, as well as how Mason sounded behind her… god. She kept riding that post-orgasm high as if it wasn’t about to stop any time soon.
“Still pulsin’,” Mason groaned, his hips snapping against her ass. “Feel so fuckin’ good.”
“You, mmm, hear that?” Nate breathed. “You’re good, Parker. Such a good fucking girl-!”
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Parker chanted, her entire body trembling between the two men.
“Fuck,” Mason whispered. “Where do you want me to cum?”
“Tell Mason where you, fuck, want him,” Nate panted. His thumb was still rubbing at her clit and he wasn’t going to last much longer either.
“In my—in my ass,” she answered, heat rapidly building up between her thighs again even though she’d just cum not long ago.
“Fuck, yes,” the Alpha growled, his hips speeding up as he chased his end. “You gonna cum in her, too, boss? Leave her drippin’?”
“Yeah,” Nate breathed. “You wanna get knocked up, Parker?”
Something in her stomach twisted and shot down between her legs, and she was sent stumbling toward the edge. “God, yes,” she said with an eager nod. “I want you t-to get me—get me pregnant. Please, Nate.”
Shaking, Nate felt the pressure growing in the base of his spine as he gripped her thighs. “Leonora, Nora, fuck, cum for me, please, there’s my good girl, fuck!”
Parker came with a loud cry that was accompanied by a palm cracking down on her ass, her arms having been let go of so her chest collided with Nate’s. A few more thrusts were all it took for Mason to follow her over the edge, his hips coming flush with her ass while he let out a low groan.
“Fuuuuck,” he breathed.
Nate caught Parker as she fell, his arm coming around her to hold her tightly as his cock twitched and he spilled into her. Shaking, he buried his face in her hair, still rubbing her clit as best he could at this angle as he let out a long, low groan against her. “Nora…”
“T-too much,” she whined after a moment, her hips jerking away from his fingers. It was sensitive, but that small bit of Fever that was running through her still wanted more and didn’t want him to stop.
Pulling out and sitting back on his knees, Mason couldn’t help but admire the view. “Shit, boss. Should let me take a picture for keepsake.”
“You’ll have to ask her,” Nate chuckled, though his eyes remained on Parker, and he slid his hand off her clit and wrapped his other arm around her, holding her tight.
“No,” she answered after a moment, glancing back at Mason and shaking her head. “Sorry, Alpha.”
“Shame,” he mumbled before climbing off the bed to clean up. “Real shame, that is.”
Turning her attention back to Nate, Parker lazily grinned at him, licking her bottom lip. “Having fun?”
Nate cupped her face, and pulled her in for a kiss. “Yes,” he said softly. “Are you?”
“Mhm, I am,” she replied. “And I think Mason is, too.”
“You want more?” Nate asked. “Or are you satisfied?”
“I think…” she sat up a little, glancing back at the bathroom where Mason was still cleaning up, “I want to be alone with you. If that’s okay.”
He nodded. “Of course.” A small pause, then he grinned. “And if you change your mind, I can always use some of my collection on you.”
Heat washed through her. “I’ll, um… keep that in mind.”
Returning to the main room, Mason stretched his arms above his head. “What’d I miss?”
“The lady wants the mushy stuff,” Nate told him. “You’re gonna end up getting grossed out.”
His lip curled. “Eh. Better I be off, then,” Mason replied as he started toward his clothes. “Got my fill, anyway.”
Nate waved. “Thanks for joining us. Definitely wanna do this again, if she’s amenable.”
“Just give me a howl if ya do,” the Alpha told him while pulling his pants on, then grabbing the rest of his things and tugging them on as he made his way to the elevator.
“See ya, Mason,” Parker called just as the man disappeared through the doors.
“You want a shower?” Nate asked her. “You’re still covered.”
“Only if you carry me,” she answered.
Nate grinned, and then rolled them both over, holding her against him as he shakily got to his feet. Standing, he carried her out of the bedroom and into the showers, turning them on and setting her down, though he didn’t let go of her to make sure she didn’t fall.
Even after being set down, Leonora kept her arms wrapped around his neck, her face buried in his chest. “How many more years until you get too old to be able to do that?”
“Hopefully enough years that I can hold a couple kids in my arms,” Nate said, reaching for the soap. He wet it under the stream of water and lathered it on his hands, then began to massage her shoulders, working the lather into her skin.
“Is that how many you want? Two?” she asked, her arms dropping from around his neck to instead wrap around his waist while she tipped her chin up to look at him.
Nate used one hand to close her eyes, and with his thumb he started to wipe the dried cum from her face. “I’ll have as many as you want,” he told her, careful not to get soap in her eyes. “What about you?”
“Hm. I dunno. I never actually wanted kids until I had one, but… I don’t know how many more I’d want. I guess it just kinda depends how many we end up with,” she told him with a shrug.
“Well, we can start with one.” Lathering up again, he moved his hands to her breasts, shamelessly filling his palms with them and massaging the soap in. His thumbs rubbed over her nipples.
“Have you always wanted kids?” Parker asked while wiping her face clear of soap, then rinsing her hands off.
“Yeah,” he said softly. “I had friends who had kids, I just… it was complicated. You know how it was. I was… with two people at the time. They were married. To each other. And I couldn’t… we wanted her to have kids with me and we… we knew we would face a lot of shit for it. She would. So, we never did.”
Parker ran her palms along his clavicle. “Yeah, I guess that would have made it difficult. Or, rather, impossible.” There was a pause. “But… I’ll give you as many kids as you want. Okay?”
Nate leaned in and kissed her hard, pulling her flush against him. “Nora,” he panted, “I… want a family with you, and… I want it to be ours. I just- I want to make sure this is what you want, not something you feel like you have to do.”
He made a good point. Nora often did things for other people even when it didn’t benefit her and even when it negatively impacted her. Not that having a family with Nate did either of those things, but it wasn’t entirely out of character for her to agree to something just to please. She knew that wasn’t the case here, though—despite not really knowing how many kids she wanted, she did want a life with him. A family. Children. And maybe it wasn’t some domestic motherhood role she was bound to play, because she certainly wouldn’t have been any good at it, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t pick up the role of a mother, one she never really got to be in her past life.
Cupping his face, Parker met his gaze, her eyes flicking back and forth between his own. “I’m sure. I promise. This is something I want—and I want it with you.”
“I love you,” he blurted out.
She tried her hardest not to grin, though her lips only smushed together and made it more obvious. “Sorry, I didn’t hear you. What was that?”
“I love you, Leonora Parker,” Nate said firmly, “and I would love for you to change your last name, if you want.”
“My—“
Oh. Her last name. One of the few things she had left of her late husband.
But… she had memories. It wasn’t fair to keep something so… meaningless, was it? ‘Parker’ held no weight anymore, not really. As a name she went by, maybe, but not in relation to Nathanial Parker. He was long dead and gone, buried at the top of the hill near Vault 111. And that was where he’d stay.
“I would happily change my last name,” she agreed, the grin finally cracking through. “And I love you, too. But I will admit, I’m super glad I wasn’t the first to say it.”
Nate released her. “I should do this properly.” He switched off the water. “Don’t worry, I’ll turn it back on in a second.” He got down on one knee, grasping her hand. “I can also totally do this another time if you want me to.”
Oh, fuck. Her eyes grew wide. “No, no, it’s fine. This is great. It’s not every day a woman gets proposed to while naked and dripping with two different men’s cum in the shower of a previous raider stronghold by the former Overboss. I’m loving it, keep going.”
“You’re a unique and wonderful woman and deserve unique and wonderful locations,” Nate agreed with a grin. “Anyway. Where was I?” He squeezed her hand gently. “We can go out and get a ring after this if you want, so I’m afraid I don’t have one right now. But, General Leonora Parker, would you do me the honour of becoming my wife?”
“You know, I think I’m busy that day,” she told him, her free hand raising so the tip of her index finger tapped the tip of her nose. “I’ll have to check my schedule and get back to you.”
“Do I need to keep fucking you until you say yes?” Nate drawled.
“Tempting, but I’ll just go ahead and say it now: Fuck. Yes.”
Nate was almost her height on his knees, but he got up to his full height and picked her up, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her, moaning as his eyes shut tight. One hand slid into her hair, the other squeezing at her waist. “I love you,” he whispered again.
Wrapping her arms and legs around him, Leonora returned the kiss, quietly moaning into it, as well. “I love you, too,” she murmured. “Which means you better stick around for a long ass time.”
“I plan to,” he assured her. “I want a grandbaby or two. Then I’m good.”
“I’ll accept that,” she told him with a smile. “But we better get to work if we want kids soon.”
“Then why the hell didn’t you say so?” Nate asked with a dramatic sigh. “Hop on my dick. Let’s go.”
“Yes, Sir.” She paused. “Or should I say, ‘Daddy’?”
Grinning, he kissed her.