Fated to the Alpha's Sons: An Omegas Rise to Fame
Chapter 99: Game of Concentration.

Chapter 99: Game of Concentration.

With great difficulty in concentrating, she finally found their cocks startling them as she rubbed on her palm softly on them, and without giving them any respite, she gripped them.

She gripped their beasts so tight they couldn’t help but groan against her breasts, their suckling and nibbling becoming rougher, eliciting even louder, mind-wrecking moans from her.

She bucked her hips into Tristan face without mercy as she massaged his brothers prisoned cocks, and he didn’t disappoint.

He gripped her apex of her thighs hard, burrowing his face deeper into her slit, fucking her hole with his tongue as the top of his nose tickled her clit.

His face was completely bathed in her juices, glistening brightly under the light.

Their ravenous actions, threatened to bring her to her knees but she resisted with every fibre of her being, not wanting to go down alone.

They were giving her so much, and whether they wanted it or not, she was more than willing to give them back.

She massaged their cocks with her tiny hands, squeezing and pressing them as hard as she could, their grunted growls, melodious music to her ears.

She carriers on for a while and eventually started to crave more, so despite the difficulty, she found a way to work her tiny fingers against their belts, loosening them.

When she finally did, she quickly undid their buttons and zips one after the other, a smug smirk gracing her lips when she noticed the lax in their own ministrations.

They started the game of concentration, and she was winning them in their game.

It made her heart flutter, but she tried not to forget that they could easily turn it around in their favour. They could even decide to cheat.

It wasn’t like there were any rules.

She took a deep breath as she stared at their strained boxers, preparing herself mentally for what she was about to view.

Just as she was about to tug down their boxers, she felt Tristan bite her clitoris, causing her to release a sound that was a healthy mix of a scream and a moan. She wanted to look down at him, but she was kinda trapped by Troy and Theo’s steely thighs.

Without thinking any further, she tugged down their boxers, as low as her oddly bent arms could let her, her lips subconsciously parting as she took in the glorious sight before her.

She could literally feel her mouth water at the sight of the beasts that were now face to face with her, rock solid, prominent huge bulging veins decorating their shafts, their delicious looking heads dripping with precum.

She subconsciously licked her lips, the feeling of Tristan’s magic mouth in her nether region, wrecking havoc threatening to pull away her consciousness, but she fought against it with everything she could muster and gripped their delectable heads with her strained fingers.

She raised their slightly curved cocks to her lips, putting half of their heads in her mouth at the same time.

They both release throaty groans to her satisfaction, subconsciously egging her on as they grinded against her wanting to put more inside.

She couldn’t help but chuckle at their reactions. She took out their cocks from her mouth, still holding them before her, Tristan’s mouth game slowly loosing its reins on her.

She stared at them both with a soft gaze, relishing how the twitched in-between we fingers. She tried to pick which of them would be sucked off first. She couldn’t even identify who owned which, but that barely mattered to her. What mattered to her was paying them back and winning the game.

Without thinking any longer, she shoved the one in between her right fingers into her mouth, carefully avoiding her teeth as much as she could, which wasn’t easy given her posting, but she tried.

Troy growled from above her, unable to carry on sucking her nipples. Images of how they had left off on the day she was supposed to stay with him flashed in her mind, reminding her that they hadn’t finished their day together.

So in compensation, she sucked the half of his cock she was able to get into her mouth with all she had.

Bobbing her head was pretty difficult in her position and she wasn’t sure how to get around it, but luckily, he noticed and began to fuck her mouth despite how weird and uncomfortable their position was.

He gripped her boobs with clenched teeth as he pumped his rock hard pulsing cock into her hollow mouth and tight lips, already nearing the ledge with the full intent of emptying his heavy semen sac.

Theo gave way a little so she was able to wiggle alittle more of her arm closer to her head, allowing her to be able to grip his cock with her entire palm easily.

She grabbed the length of his cock, as strong as possible, channeling every bit of energy and force Tristan and Troy put into her until his cock, while Troy burrowed his way into her throat.

His movements were becoming faster than before, more haphazard and less coordinated.

His improved movements caused her a bit of pain, but for some reason, every pain caused by any of them was quickly washed away by double the amount of pleasure. She was almost craving more of the pain if it meant a boat load of pleasure.

It didn’t take long before Troy began to shake, his thrusts becoming even more haphazard than before. Bellowed grunts, curses, moans and whispers of her name spilled from his lips and his eyebrows furrowed deeper than ever.

"Bethany." He breathed, pulling out his cock and pumping it with his hand over her shoulder, shooting loads and loads of cum on her chests and breasts, covering her nipples with warm semen, as his heaved, his hand pumping fast.

Tristan and Theo had stopped their movements to watch him cum, their glazed eyes, darkening even more as they could feel their brothers pleasure through their link, leaving them hungry and more desperate.

Troy placed his throbbing, relaxing cock on her shoulder, while Theo bent to her level, claiming her lips with his, his dark glazed eyes sending shivers through her bent spine to her slightly numb pussy.

Yes, slightly numb. Tristan had done a number, and I would be safe to say he was wasn’t remotely done.

"It’s my turn, Princess. I hope you’re ready." He whispered, running his tongue along the rim of her ear, letting it sink into her ear lobe alittle, sending another waves of shiver through her, forcing her to shut her eyes.

"I’d take that as a yes." He whispered again, towering above her, his massive cock dangling intimidatingly before her, causing her to painfully swallow the lump that had formed in her throat, as she prepared mentally to take him.

It wasn’t his size that scared her, he had almost the same, if not the same size as Troy. What scared her was that sinister look that he always had on his face when he considered something as his favourite toy. A toy he was going to use and dissect and bend to his will.

And although it sent shivers through her, she didn’t mind being used by him or anyone of them.

She was willing to be their toy, their muse, their Princess, so long as they played it properly, and right now, Theo was playing it perfectly.

She licked her lips slowly, coating them generously with saliva because something told her Theo wasn’t going to take it remotely easy on her.

Since she couldn’t refuse, she prepared. Prepared to suck off his pride, ego and manhood.

Without warning, Theo grabbed the sides of her mouth, creating enough space for his cock before shoving it into her mouth without mercy, releasing a very deep growl as her throat clenched around him.

His actions made her had fuzzy and her vision blur. Her head suddenly began to feel hot as her burning throat adjusted to his massive cock that throbbed within her.

After a few seconds, he pulled back, giving both she, himself and his cock sometime to breathe before shoving it back in, moaning at the lesser resistance this time.

He pumped his cock into her throat, without holding back as his mind mind blanked out.

Due to her position, her throat was tighter than it was when she’d sucked him off earlier, and he couldn’t help curse himself for not thinking about such position earlier.

Tristan had long stopped sucking on the nether region, knowing he was no longer a match for the competition, so he stood before them, his cock in his hand as he stared at them and her pink clenching hole, waiting for Troy to get back with the weapon he was sire was going to help him win, since he couldn’t put his finger in her extremely warm hole.

Theo shook above her as he plunged another inch of his cock into her throat, causing her to gag, but he didn’t give her any respite.