Runaway Omega
Chapter 214 - – 193 – A Passionate Explosion

Chapter 214: Chapter – 193 – A Passionate Explosion

Sylvester’s Point Of View

’This is so wrong! Why am I like this? How is this possible? What do I do?’

My body was positively thrumming with heated pleasure. Everywhere that Ferdinand touched only seemed to burn hotter as a result. The sensation was uncanny as hell, and I couldn’t fight against it.

The worst part of all was that Tristan was watching the entire affair unfold before him, with a heated wanton gaze.

"I’ve noticed this with Bellamy as well but, you guys are much more sensitive now, than you ever were before. It’s extremely amusing to me." Ferdinand said, running his tongue up my throat.

’Amusing? More like irritating as hell!’

Thanks to my newfound hypersensitivity, I was now at the mercy of my best friend. And said best friend, currently had his depravity switch firmly flipped in the on position.

We had learned first hand just how amicable Ferdinand could be, when it came to Tristan’s best interests. There were no limits to how far he would take things, and he had an extreme thirst for our sexual gratification.

"Ferdinand, you’re doing too much. Cut it out already..." I groaned, feeling the full weight of his body pressing down on me.

"I’ll cut it out, if you can honestly admit that you hate the way it feels." He chuckled darkly, as he rubbed his waist against my hip, making his erection known.

I ground my teeth in frustration, as he continued to do as he pleased. Ferdinand had always been a loose cannon growing up, that unreasonable trait of his only seemed to get worse after we mated with Tristan.

His unpredictability was like a double-edged sword now, more than ever. Most concerning of all, was that if Ferdinand didn’t indulge in his impulsive desires with us, then he would absolutely do so with Tristan.

The problem that we all experienced when Ferdinand succumbed to his carnal lust with Tristan, was that it was shared amongst the rest of us to an unbearable extreme. It was as if we became one, in the most literal way.

We felt their pleasure from both sides, and it was blissfully intoxicating, but also terrifying as hell. There was no stopgap for the unavoidable reaction, and there was no way Ferdinand would permanently abstain from having sex with Tristan. So, there was only one option that we could choose.

"Cole, you look so lonely. Want to entertain me too?" Ferdinand asked, seizing Cole by the ankle before he could escape.

"You clearly aren’t going to give me a choice in the matter..." Cole sighed, resigned to his fate.

"You of all people should be able to feel it, no?" Ferdinand asked, looking Cole over.

Cole didn’t reply, he just grimaced and let out a deep sigh. Then, he glanced over in Tristan’s direction and shuddered. Bellamy was lost in the throes of his lust, and thrusting into Tristan unreservedly.

Tristan was taking everything happily, as he stared at us with greedy eyes, practically drooling.

"I’ll make it easier for you, Cole." Ferdinand said, making my hackles rise.

Ferdinand began to position Cole under Tristan, then exposed his waist for Tristan to devour.

"Ungh!"

Tristan didn’t hesitate for a moment before he eagerly took Cole into his mouth. Cole’s moans died in his throat, as Ferdinand began to kiss him deeply.

I had assumed that this was my chance to get away from Ferdinand, now that he was clearly distracted. Evidently, I was sorely mistaken. Just as I was about to slide away from him, Ferdinand seized my cock in a forceful grip, stunning me speechless.

The pleasure that consumed me in his scorching hold was enrapturing. I could do nothing but grit my teeth and endure the unbridled hedonism that overwhelmed me.

’This is dangerous... Ferdinand is dangerous!’

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Ferdinand’s Point Of View

I was unruly, I was being unconscionable, and I couldn’t help it. Feeling the insurmountable lust coursing through everyone simultaneously, was addicting as hell.

Most of all, Tristan was loving every moment of it. His satisfaction was rising steadily, and the greedy look of unfettered carnality in his eyes, only spurred me on further down the rabbit hole of debauchery.

"I-I’m... cumming... B-Bellamy..." Tristan cried out in wanton abandon.

Bellamy’s response to his declaration was pushing Tristan’s head back down to Cole’s cock, and slamming his own cock deeper inside Tristan unabated.

I felt the familiar sensation crawling up my spine, as Tristan grew closer to his orgasm. I tightened my grip around Sylvester’s cock stroking him harder and faster than before. His lascivious desire swelled immediately, making me shiver in satisfaction.

My own cock was pulsing sporadically, I could feel my own orgasm screaming for release.

"Cole, help me out here." I said, rubbing my cock against his cheek.

He sighed but didn’t refuse, and took me into his mouth. The wet warmth of his mouth was incredibly tantalizing. Sylvester looked at me nervously, as he clenched his fists into the sheets.

"Not enough?" I teased, as I painstakingly worked the tip of his cock slowly.

"Asshole!" Sylvester said through gritted teeth.

"Ah, but you still love me. And your eyes are begging for more. I’ll give it to you. It’s only fair." I chuckled, before taking Sylvester’s cock into my mouth as well.

"Ah! No! I don’t need this! Stop Ferdinand! You’re going way too far!" Sylvester cried desperately.

"Just shut up and cum already. Stop resisting it. You already know that I can feel just how much you’re enjoying this anyway. So, cum for me, Syl. I implore you." I chuckled sinisterly, before taking him deeper into my mouth.

I could feel his body tremble and convulse with excitement and pleasure. I was no different, as I began to pump my cock deeper into Cole’s mouth as well.

The collective sensations of our sinfulness was euphoric as hell. It felt like we were able to cum in multiple ways with just one ejaculation.

The domino effect started with Tristan. Once he ejaculated, we all followed immediately after collapsing on the spot.

’I could do this forever...’