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Something red hot and humid has been creeping through your body today. It seeps into you like a drug, a feeling you can’t control; it’s warm and soft, hard and deep, an impossible itch to scratch. Sweat beads beneath the collar of your shirt, your core temperature too hot. You really hadn’t expected it to sneak up on you this quickly—sure, you don’t track your heats, but you usually have a decent idea of when it’s going to spring on you. Apparently, whatever higher power controls your hormones has a different plan for you.
Now, you’re sat in the centre of your egregiously large Alaskan King bed, like the monarch of your own little scent-kingdom. Piles of your alphas’ clothes surround you, stacked in haphazard clumps that appear random at a glance; however, this entire nest is deeply thought out, down to the positioning of every pillow. It has to be perfect—this is your first heat since meeting (and mating with) the Hanks. The first time you skipped your heat suppressants felt like a teenage rebellion, like sneaking off at midnight to fornicate with your star-crossed lovers. Speaking of that gaggle, you wonder how they’ll react. You’ve heard of alphas going into instant ruts when they find “the one”—would that have happened when you all first met, though? Maybe your heat will trigger it?
Idly, you’re fluffing pillows and blankets while overthinking. The maelstrom of your mind keeps you from hearing the front door unlock and five pairs of feet walking around downstairs. Eventually, those five pairs of feet make their way up the stairs to you.
“Honey, we’re home!” Your tail wags before you can help it—you recognise that voice as H5nk’s.
“Adventure ended early!” H2nk calls up the stairs, though his voice doesn’t sound disappointed.
Not quite ready to let them see your nest, you step out into the hallway, your head slightly downcast at your feet. You walk straight into H1nk’s chest.
“Well hey, babe.” He smiles down at you, his hand coming up to thread into your locks. His thumb and pointer finger come up to massage one of your ears. You return his grin, beaming up at him with a shy flutter of your lashes. His scent makes slick pool in your underwear, but you desperately try and ignore it. Next to H1nk, H4nk’s ears are perked up, and his tail is erect.
You hug H1nk tightly, burying your face deeper into his pillowy pecs. “Why’d the adventure end early?” You try and sound disappointed, but you can’t hide the relief in your voice that mixes dangerously with a whimper. H1nk doesn’t mention it.
“Ah, team synergy’s just been off. We’re a bit distracted today.” H2nk rubs the back of his neck.
“Homie, have you been baking or ‘sum?” H4nk pipes up. His head swivels side to side in an adorably dopey way. “Smells like vanilla in here.”
“Hella,” H3nk echoes the sentiment, coming up beside H1nk to idly grope you. “New perfume, hottie?” His nose buries into your neck, nuzzling right over your scent gland. Again, your tail is moving without permission, wagging so hard it’s smacking against the bedroom door.
“Well, no, uhm—”
“C’mere,” H5nk speaks up. He looks at you with deep brown irises, almost fully swallowed up by his dilated pupils. “Lemme smell?”
The men around you step aside, allowing H5nk to lean down to your level. He nuzzles into your neck much like H3nk did, his eyes fluttering shut. “Mmhh, s’not just vanilla,” He inhales deeply, “It’s like honey, too.”
“Dude, lemme smell!” H4nk pouts, his tail wagging wildly. His face bullies its way between your neck and H5nk, breathing your scent in deeply. Whether he realises it or not, he’s hard as a rock against your side. “Awh, dude, you smell good.”
H1nk seems to have a moment of clarity. “Ah, bros—”
“Can I have a turn?” H2nk’s hands are on your waist, guiding you away from H4nk and closer to him.
“Fellas—”
“Me too!!” H3nk pouts. “Lemme back in there—”
“Amigos—”
“I want another turn!” H5nk nudges his face back against you, nearly butting heads (literally) with H3nk.
“HANKS!” H1nk barks. “Guys. Dudes. Compadres.”
Four heads snap toward him. Yours follows.
“I think our omega is in heat.”
Five sets of eyes go wide. H3nk speaks first, uncharacteristically flustered. “Wh— What? Like, forreal? No cap?”
“That would explain the... nice scent,” H2nk swallows thickly.
“How didn’t I think of that?” H5nk huffs.
“Hella dope...” H4nk looks like he might start drooling, his tail sticking straight up.
You can feel your throat going dry. Swallowing doesn’t help. “I... yeah. This is my first heat since meeting you guys. I-I’m sorry I didn’t warn you all, I just— I mean, I didn’t know I’d—”
Lips are on yours in the blink of an eye, so fast you’re not sure who they belong to. Large, soft hands are on your waist, tugging you through the doorway into the bedroom. You can feel someone’s tail brushing up against your thigh as it wags, and based on the curls, you suspect it’s H4nk. Five groans sound through the room as your honeyed scent smacks your alphas in the face like a brick wall.
Your eyes finally peel back open. You’re in the centre of your nest.
“This is adorable,” H5nk whines softly against your collarbone. Turns out he was the one kissing you. “Look at this nest, dudes.”
“I’ve never seen one in person!” H4nk beams. He flops next to you, on your right side, his hands roaming over you while his dick rests hot and heavy against your side.
“Fuck, dude,” H1nk’s head snaps up to H2nk, who usually doesn’t swear like that. “This is why we couldn’t focus on Hankgliding today, bros.”
H1nk groans. “Shit, you’re right.”
You can only whine in response as H4nk gets more handsy. His warm palm slides up under your shirt, resting right over your womb and sending little sparks of arousal through your veins. H3nk is right beside your head, now, palming himself through his pants. “Babe, you smell righteous. Like... like a cake. Fresh out the oven.”
“Need— need more—” You manage. Your mind is quickly becoming foggy, arousal flooding all of your senses with one solitary desire: to breed.
H2nk coos down at you. “Yeah? You need help?” His hand brushes a strand of sweat-slick hair from your damp forehead.
“Don’t be cruel,” H5nk reminds you of his position near your neck, licking dangerously close to your mating mark, your scent gland. “Our omega needs us right now more than ever.” Something about the way he speaks about you—like you can’t hear him—makes you keen, your inner thighs slick from your growing arousal. Claws drag down the side of you, eliciting goosebumps in their wake. It must be H3nk, because the pointer and middle fingers are filed down.
“We’ll give you what you need, pup.” H1nk’s firm presence is above you, now, as he settles his hips between your legs. His hands rub circles over your hips before tugging your shorts down your legs and tail.
“I’m gonna bust, dude,” H4nk whines, his hand moving down to cup your sopping mound through your panties. “You smell so fucking good.” His tail is thumping against the sheets at a mile a minute.
“I need to knot them,” H3nk groans. At some point, he discarded his trousers. You’re not sure when.
“We’ve got plenty of time,” H2nk smiles, his hand trailing down the side of your face. His fingers hook up under your jaw like he’s going to choke you—instead, his fingers gently massage the sides of your throat. The action makes you nearly sob.
“Please, I—”
“Who wants to go first?” H1nk interrupts you with a cocky expression that barely conceals the lust building behind his gaze. His fingers hook into your panties, tugging them down your thighs in one swift movement.
Five voices moan in unison as your scent becomes stronger. “Lemme in there,” H4nk is up and nudging between your legs before anyone can stop him. He’s belly-down on the mattress, his face between your legs, eye-level with your pussy. H1nk takes his former spot at your side.
Two fingers, calloused from years of extreme sports, spread you wide open. He blows a soft stream of cold air onto your core, humming as it flutters.
“Stop playing with your food,” H2nk’s voice is a husky groan as he scolds H4nk, his hand away from your neck and now fisting his cock right next to your face. Your eyes lock onto the swollen bulge at the base of his cock, a moan ripping from your throat before you can help it.
Between your legs, H4nk’s long tongue finally makes contact with your burning flesh. The ball of his piercing rolls against your engorged clit in a way that nearly makes you cum on the spot.
“O-Oh god—”
“Good boy, eat ‘em good,” H5nk has moved beside your spread legs, his hand fisted in H4nk’s curly blond hair. He pushes H4nk down onto you harder, making his teeth bump against your clit for a split second. The blond moans against you at H5nk’s praise, sending delicious vibrations through you.
H2nk’s dick is nudging against your lips, now. “C’mon, pup. Keep me warm while I wait?” Your mouth parts of its own volition, your tongue lying flat against your bottom teeth to accommodate his thickness. He doesn’t thrust or try and fuck your mouth; he just allows you to cockwarm him while H4nk devours your cunt. Beside you, H1nk massages your belly, right over your womb.
“You’re doing so good, puppy.” He hums softly against your ear. The vibration of his voice in combination with H4nk’s tongue sends you over the edge face-first into an orgasm. Somewhere on your left side, H3nk holds your hips down firm on the mattress. H4nk doesn’t stop—his long, slobbery tongue bullies its way inside you, drinking your slick like ambrosia. It’s impossible to tell where you end and he begins, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.
Shocks of overstimulation twitch through your body as H4nk’s tongue refuses to stop eating you out like a man starved. Then, a hand is on the back of his head once more, tugging him away from your aching cunt.
“No fair!” He whines, his ears drooping rather comically. “I wasn’t done!”
“We don’t wanna burn out our omega before we even knot them,” H1nk rolls his eyes with a smile. “Speaking of which...”
“Get on with it, brah!” H3nk laments from his spot on your left. His hand is also on his length, now, jerking off as he watches you.
H4nk wastes no time tugging down his sweats to reveal a sizeable cock nestled in a bush of wild blond curls. He ruts against you for a moment, allowing you to feel the knot at the base of his cock. His tip bumps against your clit with each thrust. “Gonna— gonna knot this pussy so good,” He whines. “Gonna give you a whole litter of puppies.”
“Dude,” H5nk groans, his hips humping against your calf as he holds your legs open for H4nk. Finally, the blond surges forward, burying himself to the hilt inside you (minus his knot). At the same time, H2nk begins to move his hips, gently nudging the head of his cock against your uvula. This combination of actions nearly makes you scream, your body firing on all cylinders.
“Good— hah— good omega,” H4nk is panting above you. Even as he pounds into your pussy like there’s no tomorrow, he can’t stop running his mouth. “You smell s’fuckin’ good, babe. Like poundcake. Hah, ‘cus ‘m pounding your cake. O-Or I guess, y’pussy. Fuck, I love your pussy.”
H1nk is behind him as he thrusts into you, groping at his pecs beneath his shirt. It’s hard to focus on anything right now, but you can tell he’s playing with the blond’s nipple piercings. “Such a chatterbox, bro,” He nuzzles into H4nk’s scent gland, making him twitch where he’s buried inside you.
“A-Ah, ‘m gonna cum too soon,” He whines. “Y’too tight, baby. Wanna feel you squeeze around my dick—”
H4nk leans down, biting down hard on your scent gland. Your back arches up off the bed as you cum once more, your eyes squeezing shut tight and your ears ringing. The scream that rips through your throat is definitely gonna leave you hoarse tomorrow.
H4nk’s thrusts speed up, his hands planting firmly on either side of your head for leverage. He growls out a husky moan as he hammers into you, the base of his knot swelling with each thrust. With a final surge of his hips, a pop echoes through the room as he finally knots you. Warm seed floods your insides, making you feel more jelly than human. Er, hybrid. All your alphas moan in tandem, with H4nk being the loudest, naturally. H2nk’s cock twitches in your mouth.
“F-Fuck,” He grunts, rolling his hips a few more times just for good measure. “T-Take it all, pup.”
His sweaty chest presses against yours through your shirts, his forehead resting against yours. His tail thumps weakly against the inside of your thigh as he comes down from his high. With a thud, he pulls out and collapses next to you, where he was originally.
“Good shit,” He gives you a sloppy grin and quite possibly the wobbliest thumbs-up you’ve ever seen before nuzzling into your side. H2nk pulls out of your mouth, allowing you to catch your breath.
“Don’t get too comfy, brah,” H5nk snorts, gently nudging H4nk away from your side. His hands gravitate to the hem of your sweat-soaked shirt, and he pulls it up over your head. Your bra follows suit.
“H-Hank, I—”
“I know what you need,” His palms massage your tits, the pads of his fingers pinching your sensitive nipples. It sends red-hot surges of arousal through you, so much so that it’s almost painful. “I’ll give you what you want, hon.”
Before you have a moment to beg for anything else, H5nk is notching his cock at your entrance. His eyes drift down to where H4nk’s spend dribbles out of you onto his tip. He groans.
“You want my pups, sweetheart?” He asks, but it’s more like he’s talking to himself. His voice is breathy and strained with restraint. “Gonna give you my puppies, babe. You’ll be such a pretty mommy.”
With one swift movement, much like H4nk, he’s inside of you. Noises are a blur, as is your vision, but you think you can feel H1nk moving your ankles to rest on H5nk’s shoulders. The brunet’s hands are planted firmly on your calves, folding you into a mean mating press as he starts to pound you. His thrusts are hard, deep, fast—his teeth drag down your neck, those canines sharp enough to draw blood if he really wanted. He latches down on your scent gland, sucking the mark there, the symbol of your shared connection. A hand that is neither yours nor H5nk’s slinks between the two of you to circle your clit. You think it’s H3nk’s.
H5nk isn’t nearly as chatty as H4nk, but he certainly makes up for it in the moans he sings for you. Every time he thrusts fully back into you, he groans, his pretty brown waves falling over his damp forehead. Your knees are pressed almost fully to your chest, now, as he hammers his dick into you hard.
“You gonna cum, babe? I’d love that so much,” He grunts with the effort of holding back, knowing you’d probably like to be able to walk tomorrow. “’M gonna give you all my pups, lovey. Gonna breed you so good it’ll be dripping from you for days.”
His large hand settles over the slight bulge in your belly, pressing down on it softly.
With that, the rubber band deep in your core snaps.
You nearly shatter glass with your scream, your voice ripped from the back of your throat, wet and desperate. With a hard push, H5nk pops his knot inside of you, pumping his seed deep into your womb.
“Hah— that’s— that’s it, hon. Good dog.” He grunts, withdrawing his knot just to force it back inside you. When you squeak out a moan with each thrust, he smiles. “Gotta make sure it takes, babe.”
“Dude, if I don’t get in there right now, I’m gonna go postal.” You hear who you assume to be H3nk at your side. “Don’t hog ‘em!”
With a small grunt, H5nk pulls out fully. He watches, enraptured, as his cum seeps out of you and onto the sheets. “So pretty,” He mumbles. “Y’did so good.”
You hear shuffling—the sounds of shirts being removed, then a blur of ginger curls above you. Blinking away the tears of pleasure that have begun to pool in your eyes, you look up at H3nk.
“Hey, cutie,” He smiles way too sweetly. “You look hella blissed out. Mind if I get in on that?”
His chest, flocked perfectly in an array of ginger coils, presses against you. His mouth finds yours in a devastatingly tender kiss. His sharp canines dig softly into your lower lip, drawing sweet moans from your lips.
“You ready, babe?” It’s less of a question and more of a statement as H3nk’s cockhead notches at your weeping entrance. He’s not the longest—that title goes to H1nk—but he is the thickest. It’s a delicious burn, the way his dick stretches your gummy walls. “Oh, fuck. That’s it, cutie. Take everything I give you.”
On your left and right sides, respectively, H2nk and H4nk fondle your tits. H2nk uses his mouth to suck hickeys onto your soft flesh while H4nk paws at your boobs. H1nk is still angled away from you near your hips, overseeing the way H3nk sinks into you.
“Does it feel good, baby?” H4nk teases, looking drunk on pleasure. “It looks like it feels amazin’.”
H3nk’s fingers drag down your body, finding the sweet spot where your two forms meet. He presses his thumb against where his cock stretches you out, smearing the ring of cum up and over your swollen clit. He pinches it just to hear you sob.
“I wonder if I could get you to cum twice, like Hank 4 did,” He hums, his hips starting to move languidly. “Well, I know I could. I’m the GOAT.” He snorts to himself, still lazily rolling his hips. It’s torture. And he won’t shut up. “I know you need bred, like, bad. So maybe I won’t be mean. Or maybe I will. We’ll see, yeah, pup?”
Your whines only spur on his teasing. “H-Hank, p-please, I— I need you, your knot—”
“How could I ever say no to you, babe?” He grins, withdrawing his cock before slamming back into you hard. Your ears ring from pleasure. “Y’too cute for your own good, you know?” He sets a brutal pace, bracing himself on your hips as he ruins you. Your body scoots up the mattress with the force of his thrusts. H2nk gently pets your hair while he watches H3nk destroy your cunt.
“Good pup,” He praises softly. “You take Hank so well. S’like you were made for this.”
“Our omega was made for this,” H3nk grins despite his panting. “Taking five alphas isn’t somethin’ you learn over night.”
“H-Hank, ‘m—”
“Close? Yeah, me too, hot stuff.” He huffs, his hips slamming against yours so hard that you swear there’ll be bruises there come morning. “You want this knot? Beg for it, babe. Use that pretty voice.”
“P-Please, Hank!” Your voice is foreign to your ears, husky and strained from moaning. “I need it, please!”
“Fuck,” He groans, his head dropping to your shoulder. “You make a— ah— a good case.” He bites into your scent gland hard as he thrusts deep into you one final time, allowing his knot to pop inside and spilling his seed deep inside you. At his bite, your body seizes up, your orgasm exploding through your nerves like firecrackers.
“You’re so pretty when you bust,” H4nk coos, pressing soft kisses to your shoulder.
“Right?” H3nk smiles, panting. “Tight, too.”
“I’ve waited long enough,” H2nk speaks up, his lips upturned in a coy grin. “Lemme have a turn.”
“I see your game, brah,” H3nk snickers, pulling out of your (frankly battered) pussy. Two of his fingers gather up the cum that dribbles out, bullying it back inside. “Plug ‘em up good for me.”
All you can do is respond with incoherent whines as H3nk and H2nk swap places. Hooking your ankles up over his shoulders, H2nk presses sweet kisses against your calves. “How are you holding up, sweetheart?” he smiles softly.
You manage to nod weakly. He just grins.
“Totes not an answer, but at least you’re conscious.” He teases, gently running his hands up and down your thighs. “You can always safeword out, y’know. Five dudes can be a lot. Trust me, I know.”
“I— I don’t wanna,” You mumble weakly. “I can handle it.” H2nk presses a gentle kiss to your ankle.
“Good puppy,” he smiles. “You’re almost there.”
You’re so caught up in his sweet words that you don’t even feel him lining himself up with your dripping core. You do, however, feel the stretch of him pressing inside of you.
“O-Oh, babe,” H2nk groans, his head falling back onto his shoulder. “You— you’re so—”
“I know, right?” H5nk comments, his hand threaded in your hair. “So perfect.”
H2nk just groans, finally bottoming out. With his hips flush to yours, he rolls once, the tip of his cock nudging against your (likely bruised at this rate) cervix. “How’d we get so lucky with an omega like you?” He grunts, thrusting into you without fully pulling out. “So pretty, so soft, so—”
“Breedable?” H1nk smiles from the edge of the bed. His hand is on H2nk’s lower back, gently guiding his thrusts.
“Yeah,” H2nk whines against your shoulder, pressing soft kisses against your scent gland. “Baby, ‘m not gonna last like this.”
“Don’t be a two pump chump,” H3nk teases. His hand is on your hip, helping keep you still while H2nk humps into you.
“K-Knot me, Hank,” You beg, your worn voice barely above a whisper.
Barely out of the corner of your eye, you can see H1nk urging H2nk to thrust harder, guiding his hips. Above you, H2nk moans, biting into your neck. Another orgasm bursts through you before you can help it. If not for H3nk, your hips would’ve bucked up off the Earth by now. With a hard thrust, his knot slips inside with a soft pop. Your belly fills with the now familiar feeling of warmth.
“Such a— hah— good job,” H2nk grunts, rolling his hips a few more times for good measure. He wastes no time pulling out and flopping onto the nest.
Finally, the one who’s been seemingly watching and guiding this whole time fully comes into view. H1nk stands between your shaking thighs, rubbing soft patterns on your hips.
“Hey, you,” he smiles. “I’ve missed you.”
“I— I missed y’too,” You slur, your mind hazy and soft.
“Think you can take two more orgasms?”
“Yeah, I—” Your eyes shoot open for a moment. “T-Two?”
H1nk doesn’t answer your implied question; instead, he lays down on the nest between your legs, much like H4nk had at the start. His lidded eyes come eye-level to your pussy, leaking the spend of your alphas. His tongue darts forward, licking a broad stripe up your centre. The warm, wet muscle buries itself inside you, licking the cum from your walls like it’s frosting. He groans against you, his eyes fluttering shut as he savours his meal.
“You taste s’good with everyone mixed in,” he grunts, voice muffled against your cunt. “So fuckin’ tasty, babe.”
Your nth orgasm of the day hits you like a freight train, your body aching with overstimulation. It hurts, deliciously so, but you know you couldn’t stop now, even if you wanted to. Not when you’re so close to taking the final knot.
“Already?” Your eyes refocus on H1nk, who is now above you and wiping off his mouth. “That’s alright, pup. I’m more than ready to knot you right now.”
With that declaration, H1nk notches his dick at your entrance like the four alphas before him. He’s the longest by a few decimal places, and the second thickest. You can’t help but scream in pleasure as he finally bottoms out.
“C’mon, stay with me, puppy,” H1nk grunts, giving shallow thrusts. You must’ve been in and out of consciousness. “Stay awake, babe. I’m here. I love you more than anything.” He leans down, trailing his tongue along your scent gland before biting down hard. It throws you head-first into a near-painful orgasm, your cunt spasming helplessly around H1nk’s cock. With a husky moan, he buries himself fully inside of you. A soft pop echoes through the room—the final one for today. His seed fills you up, mixing with the spill of the other four men who love you dearly.
“So pretty,” You think you hear H5nk say.
“Rest up, babe. You did amazing.” H4nk’s soft cadence carries through the air.
“You need a good nap after all that,” The soft tone of H2nk is not lost on you, even now.
Someone’s hand, H3nk’s, you think, pets you right behind the ear. “What a good pup.”
“The best pup,” says H1nk.