#poly!pack

This was well beyond the point of no return, not that in the moment you cared. Your mind was far too preoccupied, existing solely for the heat of the moment. Driven on by the passion and power of your connection to him, to them, to the pack. You could feel it pulsate through your veins, twisting and turning from your head down to the tips of your toes before it rushed straight back up again. It hummed pleasantly on your ears forever reminding you that you were part of something greater than the sum of your parts.  

The sound of his grunting in your ears brought you out of your mind, spiralling back down to reality. How could you dare forget where you had been? Even for a split second by getting lost in your wandering thoughts. You knew that he craved your complete attention, to be focused on nothing but him and what he was doing to you. Nothing else mattered but you and him.

You shivered, enjoying the very sensation of having his breath ghost across your flesh leaving a trail of goose bumps in its wake. His weight from behind pressing you further into the mattress beneath you with each new thrust back and forth. Harder than the one that came before. 

“I’m gonna keep fucking you again and again, until I’m certain that you’re carrying my pup woman” Eric wildly snarled, as his thrusts grew more animalistic as he climbed with you, taking another step closer into ecstasy. For His rut had utterly consumed him, feral and ready to claim what was his. You, his omega.

That very thought sent blood rushing downwards, causing his knot to begin to swell. “I’m going to knot you Omega and knot you hard until you forget everything except my name” He growled in your ear. Your ears pricked up sensing the alpha tone that flooded through each syllable spoken. 

“Alpha…..” You mewled wanting nothing more than to be fucked into oblivion and knotted hard by your alpha. The omega within clawed into life, desiring all that was being offered up. 

“Say it or I’ll stop” He threatened as he slowed the pace of his hips down to an agonising pace. Dragging each moment out, a second felt like a lifetime had passed. “SAY IT OMEGA” He screamed as one hand came down, slapping your thigh hard.

“KNOT ME, BITE ME, CLAIM ME ALPHA”  As the last word slipped off the edge of tongue, his teeth slid back into the dent upon your neck that he had made hours before with such ease. You gasped as pleasure and pain intermingled, washing over you once then twice and finally for a third time. Like waves rushing back and forth caressing the shore only to dart out back to sea. Always a moment away from return to the land, just for a moment of contact.

The world had faded away, leaving just you and Eric alone in this moment in time. It was as if the two of you were stuck in the time between one second and the next. With a world to call your own as the threads connected you to him pulled tight and thickened, deepening the bond.

The first bite itself had triggered the initial stages of the bonding process. This fact was something that all parties had been fully aware of. In the moment when they willingly had bitten down hard into your supple flesh, they had chosen. They had all chosen you, to form a new pack. Your mouth watering scent had drawn them in, leading them straight into a collision course with one another. The ending could have been vastly different, bloody and more brutal even for dauntless. 

The mere sight of a helpless omega in an empty corridor inches away from the Pit was tantalising. Especially when the scent of unbonded, unmated Omega in heat was intoxicating enough for most. It was taunting, tempting them to give into their most primal of needs but in the end, they all had relented. Until they were behind closed doors at least.

Four, the noble tragic hero, had fought hardest, fighting tooth and nail against his very nature

but still here he was, regret still lingered on. However Eric didn’t care now nor ever. They had made their beds, now they had to lie in it. They had sunk their teeth in and bitten you.

They were Pack, whether they liked it or not. It was a cold hard truth that needed to be accepted one way or another, especially if they were going to thrive.

Having your two alphas deep inside of you was heaven, filling you up to the brim. You had never thought such a sensation was possible, it was bliss like no other. 

You were lost in the complete ecstasy of it all. Your own fingers were buried deep inside the panting beta’s dripping heat seated to your left. You were struggling to keep a steady rhythm, it was growing more erratic as the pleasure bubbled up inside of you, turning red hot, burning through your veins like a stream of lava trying to escape to the surface. 

You were straddling Four’s lap, his cock buried deep inside your drenched folds with Eric standing behind you thrusting with all he had into your tight puckered hole. You could feel each inch of them both, it wouldn’t be long until you were seeing the edge of the universe race past you. With two orgasms already under your belt, you were chasing the tail end of another. Eric had already taken you hard and fast, taking your virginity now he had claimed the other.  You were completely and utterly his even if he had to share you.

He wasn’t completely heartless or thoughtless before stripping away your virginity. His fingers and tongue had worked you over thoroughly, making you shudder and moan out his name as if it was a prayer.

You had fallen happily into oblivion once more after being driven into the highest realms of ecstasy again and again. Eric had claimed you over and over, only resting briefly to relieve himself, eat and take power naps in between. In these moments, Tris and Four reaffirmed their bond with you with their loving, affectionate touches, never pushing any further knowing that you were exhausted from the last three days. 

When you opened your eyes again, only Tris remained by your side curled into you with her head resting upon your chest. You felt content, at peace even if Eric and Four weren’t there. You craved their attention, their touch but you weren’t alone. You had your beta, she was packed and she made you feel happy.

It was strange to think that three days ago, you hadn’t realised what you were missing even if it had come out of nowhere. Maybe, just maybe things would be better from here on out.

You didn’t have a moment to think as Eric begins on his mission to completely consume every delicious inch of your bare flesh. He roughly pushed his way between your thighs, parting them without hesitation to reveal the treasure that had been hidden from his gaze. The way he stared, was much like a starving wolf did when it finally caught it’s prey.

Famished and ready to devour you

The path that he took was a complete rush, as if electricity ran through his veins. It was shockingly pleasurable. You could feel each and every intentional stroke as his fingers brushed along your innermost thigh, heading straight for his goal.

His fingers drove in without a second thought, firmly caressing your increasingly soaking folds once then once more before plunging a single finger inside. A small amount of pain shot through you at the sudden penetration. He moved without delay, brushing ever so slightly against your clit. Drawing a gasp of pleasure past your lips at the building of an unfamiliar sensation before pushing another finger in to join the other, thrusting them in a slow teasing motion. Before tragically pulling them out before swiftly driving them right back in. Driving you wild, mad as you were sent high but never over the edge. Your toes curled as the pressure began to build once more, it was a sweet tasting ecstasy like no other.

He groaned in response, feeling the velvet tunnel clutch around his fingers as he teased it into life. “So fucking tight, I’m going to enjoy fucking you Hippie” That name never died down, never faded away even though you were no longer part of Amity. That part of your life had long since been over. You had chosen this path, this was your home. Dauntless now flowed through your very veins. You were Dauntless through and through, to the end of line and beyond.

Eric's touch was as pleasurable as it was painful, you’d never been touched like this before. You had only ever ridden your own trusty hand but this was more intense, this was nothing like the sensations that you had experienced before. This was so much more heavenly but yet so very addictive. You never wanted to go back now.

Your head fell backwards until it collided with his solid, firm and muscular chest as he continued to toy with you, edging you closer to falling into a welcoming embrace of oblivion. Eric leaned in close, you could feel his breath briskly ghost the back of your neck. You shivered as another moan broke through. His lips mere inches away from your ear, whispering dirty promises as his fingers never slow in their relentless rhythm, in and out.

Four remained frozen, his gaze lingered upon the intoxicating sight before him. The bed shifted as you began to rock your hips in time with the alpha’s thrusting digits. It was enough to shake Tris into the waking world. When she turned to head in the direction of your cries of ecstasy. She was not prepared for the sight of Eric teasing you, building you up to your first of many orgasms.

In that moment, neither Tris or Four could find their voices, there were no words to be spoken but yet they couldn't bring themselves to shift their gaze away from the sight of the alpha beginning to consummate his bond with their shared omega.

Your eyes flickered away for a moment, finding Tris and then Four. Their concerned collective gazes staring back at you. It was enough to briefly break the spell that Eric had casted over you. However it did not last long, before Eric pulled you back under.as he found that glorious sweet spot again and again in rapid succession. Your eyes rolled back into your head, out of ecstasy as you started to ride the pleasure wave again.

For Eric wasn't in the mood to share you, HIS omega, his prize but they could spectate and watch as he cemented his claim, his bond with you. He would be your primary alpha in this pack. Of this, he was most certain and almost single minded in nature to see through to completion, his self fulfilling prophecy. He would be the one to take you first, claim your virginity before sinking his teeth back into your swan-like neck and reopen his mark and make you his once and for all.

For he would be one that you would come to, before all the others within the pack. Whenever your heat started to harshly bear down upon your body, he would be the one to fuck the pain away before turning it into nothing but sheer ecstasy, strengthening his claim and bond with you each time your heat and then his rut reared itself..

The others would be nothing more than second hand thought in the depths of your mind. For by the time, he was finished with you. You would be hard pressed to think of anything, other than he, your primary alpha. Yes, Eric was well aware that he would always have to share you with Tris and Four. For they too had forged a connection with you in that dingy corridor when their teeth had slid into your flesh alongside his own. A desire that he had longed to fulfil with you. The pair would always be part of this pack whether he liked it or not, for there was no way of escaping that little fact now.

There remained a slight chance that Four could challenge him for his position in the distant future but not that little beta, who had wrapped herself up in the arms of the man he viewed as his rival. She was seeking comfort and shelter in the only one that would vie for control over the pack. He was geared for such a struggle, if it ever arose.

Tris had no authority, nor power to try and prevent him, an alpha from moving any further with you, his Omega. His mind was set to complete the task that he had begun. The threads of the bond pulled tightly in his mind, urging him forward to solidify his bond with you. He was all he could think about. He needed it, no he craved it deeply. He had never felt such an all encompassing desire that burned through his veins. You were now in his blood, pulsing in every cell of his being.

Eric turned his attention to Tris, lifting his gaze momentarily away from you. What he found pleased him immensely, as he watched her begin to bite down upon her lower lip. She was trying to resist the glorious sight before her glazed over expression present upon her face. Tris was fighting a losing battle, as the scent of her own arousal spiked. A reaction that could not easily be ignored, it would bring pain in the end. Your heat was calling out to the beta, testing her patience and resilience to finish her own claim on you. His ear perked up as a needy whine escaped from the omega beneath him. You were calling out to Tris, trying to draw her in.

He pressed his hardened length into your thigh, reminding you of what was to come. Of what would soon be upon you. His thumb roughly pushed down upon your clit, flicking it with purpose. To drive you wild with passion and desire for him. To bring you closer to your boiling point and push out a primal scream that could no longer be held back.

From the depths of your quivering core as you started up the slope of the final climb before the free fall into complete and utter ecstasy. “You’re so fucking wet, you want it, don’t you?” His voice was dangerous, intoxicatingly as it pulled at the strings of your innermost desires. He was playing up so very well, pushing all the right buttons.

You didn’t want this most delicious method of torture to end. It was agony, but if this was only a small morsel of what was awaiting you. You simply couldn’t wait, your mouth watered at the endless possibilities that lay ahead.

You wanted Eric to take you up to the very heights of heaven before sending you plunging back down straight back down to reality. He growled, his words heavy with lustful intent. For Eric and for you, there was no turning back from this. This was the point of no return. You didn’t know how to exactly answer, for there were no words in the heat of this moment for they had all but abandoned you. Yet one lingered on, on the tip of your tongue dripping like the sweat that ran down the length of your bare form.

“Please…” You whimpered out, your voice soft and meek. it broke through as you tried to keep up with the feverish pace of his thrusting fingers as they curled deep inside of you pushing you closer and closer. It was maddening. Your eyes rolled back into your head, as you pushed yourself further in the soft mattress beneath you.

Tris tried to move closer, tried to reach you but Four pulled her back into his warm embrace, shaking his head gently from side to side. Telling her bluntly, that this was not the time to intervene. For the mere simple fact that it would not end the way she hoped it would. Getting in the way of an alpha going through their rut was a thing, but getting in the way, as they claimed an omega never ended well, especially for the one who dared to intervene. Tris couldn’t understand why. She had long been sheltered within the walls of Abnegation and given the vaguest details when she had questions about alphas, betas and omegas. In the elders opinion, she and her peers needed to be saved from the painful and awkward details, hidden from the truth. However now, with her instincts screaming out at her to get in between you and Eric. To keep you safe and protect you. She did not know why, what to do. Tris was on the edge of tears as she turned to face her beloved Four.

“Four, I need to..” She pleaded with her partner. As he shook his head, answering no once more. Disappointment rushed over her but he explained why, giving the answers that she needed. Words that she always needed to hear.

“Her heat has triggered Eric’s rut” He plainly spoke, cutting Tris off mid sentence. It was clinical, cold and straight to the point but this was necessary, regardless of what he thought.

Four was almost too ashamed to admit that your heat had pushed him towards his own, dangling him over the edge. He could feel it burn through him, it was mere moments from kicking in life and consuming his every thought. The power of an omega in heat could so easily affect the unbonded. Alphas would be drawn to the intoxicating aroma, like a moth to a flame. Whereas the beta would be triggered into a more protective state but that too would eventually give away to desire and lust. It would just simply take longer for Beta to find themselves subjugated by their own feral nature.

“It would be unwise to try and get between them Tris'' He continued, his knowledge was greater than hers. Four knew that if someone dared to try and stop that Alpha mid-rut that it would most likely end in violence, injury and potentially death. For disturbing an alpha’s consensual claim had always been highly warned against.

Four was struggling with the heady, sweet scent that had perfumed around the bedroom. Eric’s touch was exasperating, pulling at his own primal needs to go over and cement the bond, sink balls deep within your heat before sinking his teeth into your swan-like neck once more. The mere thought of it caused a wave of slight pain spark through him, he gritted his teeth, pulling Tris closer than before. He was using her scent as a shield, knowing the effect of his lover’s scent would be enough for now. However it would last only so long before the mating haze took control..

“He’s not going to stop until he’s got his end away” Four’s blunt tone hit home with Tris. She knew that he was ruthless and almost unstoppable but you were her friend. She had to do something, anything! Tris began to struggle in his arms, her eyes fixed upon your face as she tried to ignore the fact that both you and Eric were both completely naked. There was a dreamy expression upon your face as your hips rocked in time with the alpha’s prodding, thrusting fingers between your thighs.

This was making her terribly uncomfortable. Tris wasn’t going to deny that there was a tugging at her core, a building heat directing her towards you. When she had bitten you, Tris had felt something unlike anything she had felt before. A connection, from her to you which splintered outwards finding its way to Four and then Eric. She had felt the pack form in that moment.

It was swirling with the depths of her, Tris needed to protect you, needed to hold you and keep you safe. She also pictured herself burying her fingers knuckle deep between your thighs and consuming every inch of your desire. She envisioned taking Eric’s place, losing herself with you. Tris’s face flushed crimson, as such thoughts took a sudden left turn, one she was far from expecting. This had been a first, for outside Four, no-one else had stirred such feelings within her. Her stomach tightened, as she pushed her thighs together, feeling more uncomfortable than she had moments ago.

“Seems like the stiff wants a piece of you too Omega” Eric taunted Tris more than you, leaning forward to brush his lips against his mark that soon never truly heal. His mark would scar to show that you had been claimed. His scent would then intermingle with yours. “She’ll have to wait her turn” He continued as his fingers slowly slid out of you, the digits glistening under the soft light of the morning sun.

He lifted his hand to his mouth and proceeded to lick his fingers clean of the slick that now coated them. You couldn’t stop as your head turned to face Eric, it was then that you found that you were unable to look away, watching his tongue clean each individual finger from the bottom all the way up to the tip then moving to the next one, drinking up your nectar. Your chest rising and falling, panting as you tried to catch your breath. Your face flushed with sweat.