Exactly one week later, I was heading towards the private jet with my fiances, who were carrying all my bags. The great thing about having four alphas was that they never let me carry anything. So, the only thing I carried was my small black purse on my side as I followed Zaff into the private jet.
Zaff offered his hand, and I took it as we climbed up the steps together.
Excitement was in the air amongst us all since we were all ready to tie the knot at the destination I had picked out at Zaff’s insistence.
“Here we are,” said Zaff, as we all got comfortable in our seats after the workers stowed away our bags for us.
“I can’t believe you own this,” I said, looking around at the luxuriousness of the private jet. I had never been in one, and I needed to get used to it with having four billionaire fiances.
The six chairs were set in a circle, and it felt like clouds as I sat on mine.
Ruston sat beside me, placing his hand on my thigh, which always sent a tingle to my core, while Zaff sat on the other side.
“I watched you getting ready this morning,” Ruston whispered in my ear. “You put the anal plug inside, didn’t you?”
“No,” I protested, my face heating with embarrassment. I just wanted to prepare myself for my wedding night with them tomorrow.
“I watched you struggling bent over the bed and your ass clenching,” he continued. “I wanted to help, but I had more fun just watching.”
“Did you jack off afterward?” I breathed, getting excited at the thought that he was watching me the entire time.
“I did,” he said. “Do you want me to tell Oscar what you did?”
Oscar was sitting to the far left, at the end of the row of our luxurious seats, watching a movie on the little screen in front of his seat.
“Please don’t,” I whispered, feeling the heaviness of the plug stretch my butt as I adjusted myself on the seat. “He’ll knot my ass right away.”
I was about three weeks pregnant now, and I still didn’t have a clue when I would tell the pack the news about the baby. I was going to wait until we got to our destination at Joshua Tree, but maybe I’d just tell them now.
I pulled the envelope containing the sonogram out of my purse.
“Babe,” I said to Zaff, who was sitting across from me.
“Mhm?” he said, looking up from the business book he was reading. I silently handed him the envelope, and he looked at it, confused. “What’s this?”
“Just open it,” I said, my heart pounding with anticipation. It was a good time to tell them before the wedding so they knew what they were getting themselves into.
Every single alpha on the plane watched with bated breath.
He opened the envelope and pulled out the picture. His mouth dropped as he stared at it for a few seconds. Then, his face broke into a big smile.
“Is this real?”
“Yes,” I said.
“What is it?” asked Ruston.
“I’ve got good news to share,” Zaff announced to his pack. “Our omega is carrying our child. She’s pregnant.”
“What?!” shouted Chad.
“Hell yes!” said Oscar, punching the air. Ruston looked shell-shocked.
“Is everything okay?” I asked him. He turned to me with clear emotion in his eyes. He wasn’t one to display much emotion, so it was reassuring to me that he cared.
“I’m so happy,” he said, hugging me from the side. I hugged him back, feeling his immense love and care towards me.
“Wow, we’re having a baby,” said Chad, walking over from his seat to place a hand on my small belly. “Is that why you wanted to rush the wedding in a week? Not that I’m complaining because I’d love to be your husband.”
“Yes, I wanted to fit into my dress,” I said. I had rushed around all week trying to find the perfect dress without my alphas around. They didn’t want me to go shopping alone, so I had to bring Jeff, the driver, along with me everywhere. He would sit bored in the malls, waiting for me.
I tried on every dress there was until I found the perfect one that I knew would surprise my alphas. It was a lonely experience, but the workers at the dress shop made me feel special even though I didn’t have my family with me.
“Your breakfast,” said the flight attendant, rolling in a large table in front of us filled with an array of biscuits, coffee, small sandwiches, and desserts.
The atmosphere of happiness and excitement affected every alpha during the entire ride to California. I would look over, and an alpha would look at me with wonder. All my doubts forgotten from the other day, and I couldn’t wait to marry my pack.
A few hours later, we were walking into our new home for the week.
It was a beautiful home that Zaff had rented in the mountains, giving us a direct view of them. My mouth dropped open upon walking inside the house. The vaulted ceilings gave it a majestic appearance, with a large chandelier in the middle.
I was drawn to the tall windows in the living room, which had a view of the valley peaks and craggy ground. The sun shone brighter here as I shaded my eyes.
“Do you like it?” asked Zaff, kissing my shoulder.
“It’s breathtaking,” I said. I’ve always wanted to live on a mountain, and I got to live my dream for our honeymoon here after the wedding.
He wrapped his hand around my waist, placing it over my belly.
“Just eight more months,” he whispered. “We’ll have a February baby.”
“My favorite month,” I said, turning to kiss him on the lips while I placed my hand against his chiseled chest. “I want to see the bedrooms.”
I walked around the rest of the house with the alphas, checking out the main bedroom and the bathrooms that looked like they were made of crystal. The alphas went outside to explore the firepit and pool while I stayed behind to unpack my suitcase.
While I was on my knees, bent over and looking for a mascara in my suitcase, I felt a spank on my butt. Squealing, I tried to turn around, but the hand on my back held me in place.
“I heard your conversation with Rust,” Oscar growled. “Did you think you could get away with not telling me what’s deeply embedded in your butt?”
He flipped my short dress up, and it fanned over my head, covering my shame.
“Oscar, it’s not a big deal,” I cried out as he spanked my right cheek and then the left cheek outside of my underwear. The plug jiggled violently each time, stimulating my nerve endings and making my pussy throb.
“Only my knot should be embedded into your butt,” he said, spanking above my thighs.
“But you gave me the gift. Shouldn’t I be using it?”
“You need to ask for permission, and I will be the one to put it in you,” he said. “Do you understand?”
Then he ripped my underwear down, exposing my ass cheeks. He popped the anal plug out, and I yelped, looking at it dripping with clear slick on the ground beside me.
I heard the sound of him unzipping his jeans behind as he dropped his pants.
“Elbows on the ground,” he commanded.
Still on my knees, I quickly complied as I panted for his cock to go inside of me. My pussy was dripping with desire and arousal, waiting for him to plunge into me while my ass cheeks burned.
“Like this?” I asked.
Suddenly, I felt my ass hole stretching when he pushed his penis inside. He plunged himself into me, inch by inch, without mercy. It wasn’t painful, but it was uncomfortable getting stretched so fast without his usual care.
“Fuck,” he said as he rutted me from behind. He pounded into me, pulling out and back in until our thighs slapped loudly together. His hanging balls hit my pussy with each thrust.
“Oh yes,” I moaned, my face on the ground as he thrust deeper into me.
“I’m going to suck every drop from your pussy after I’m through with your ass,” he promised as he continued to pound into me while slapping my ass with his hard palm. The burning sensation caused me to get hornier, and I couldn’t wait for his mouth to cover my pussy.
My ass squelched with slick the more he thrust into my butt. Suddenly, the feeling of warmth exploded from my ass, dripping all over the rug.
“Oscar,” I cried out as he pumped full into my ass, his cock unrelenting and hard.
“I’m coming,” he growled, exploding inside of me. His hot liquid, combined with my slick, lubricated my hole as his cock knotted inside of me.
He pulled me towards him, spooning me on the ground while his thick knot held me from behind. We were both breathing hard from the quick rut.
“My ass is burning,” I whined, feeling the marks from his palm still reverberating off my burning skin.
“Your ass is nice and red,” he said grimly. “I had to make sure you learned your lesson from trying to seek pleasure in your ass without me.”
“I’m sorry,” I said quietly, and he kissed my shoulder as he gently rubbed my ass. I had no idea how serious he was about it until now. “I was just trying to prepare for our wedding night tomorrow.”
“It’s okay, baby,” he said. “Your ass is mine. I hope you understand this.”
“I do now,” I said, and he hugged me closer to him as his cock snuggled deeper into me. “I prefer your knot in my ass anyways than the plug.”
“Just as you should,” he said roughly. “If you ever feel the need for something inside of your butt, I’ll give it to you. Tongue, cock, or my fingers. You’re choice, baby.”
My pussy clenched, and he chuckled.
“You can feel that?” I asked.
“Your ass clenches at the same time,” he said, and we laid there like that for a twenty-minutes talking about the wedding until his knot released me.
It was like a rubber retracting as his knot slowly receded in size.
Then, while I was still lying on my side, he lifted my leg upwards and planted his mouth directly over my throbbing pussy.
He began to suck.
“Oh hell,” I groaned, feeling his tongue moving like a suction over every inch of my pussy. My clitoris felt sensitive, and I tried to close my legs, but he gripped my thigh, holding me open wider.
I was still weak from the pounding I had taken in my ass.
“You will keep your legs open for me,” he growled, licking my clit furiously.
My heart raced, and wetness kept drenching my pussy with every stroke of his tongue. The suctioning motion of his lips forced more liquid to emerge from me.
Suddenly he pushed his finger into my anus while he sucked my pussy greedily.
“Oh my god,” I moaned. His finger in my ass wriggled as he continued to suck my pussy. His tongue started to lick my clit in fast circles until I was bucking and trying to pull away despite his grip on my butt.
“Come for me like the good omega you are,” he said. “I need to taste every drop from your beautiful little pussy.”
“Oh,” I gasped as my belly clenched and a stream of slick released down my pussy folds. I was panting and weak from my orgasm as Oscar quickly lapped up every drop.
Then he removed his finger from my ass and kissed each cheek reverently.
“You’re a good little omega,” he said as I lay there trying to catch my breath. “Now, let’s join the rest of the pack outside at the bonfire while I watch my cum drip down your thighs.”
