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I hear it when his shower starts to run, and my mind wanders from the good news on the screen to thinking about how good he must look with water rolling down that sculpted chest.
My knot thickens and I know I’m going to have to deal with it.
Probably not by joining E.A. in the shower, but I can think about what he’s doing in there, at least.
Soaping himself up, leaning back under the spray, heat flowing to that nice, thick cock.
I push both hands under my towel and lean back, resting my head on the back of the couch and grasping my knot firmly, squeezing tight before I start to pump it, nice and slow as I think about how good it would feel to have E.A. sitting in front of me, lowering himself onto my knot.
For an Alpha, he really enjoys being on the receiving end of a thick cock.
Most of the time, when we’re both with Echo, I’m the one fucking our Omega while Echo fucks him.
Well, really, I’m the one controlling the fucking when the three of us are together.
So, in a way I’ve fucked E.A. before, kind of.
Our cocks have shared the same space more than once, too.
I didn’t think twice about that at the time.
Now, I can’t believe it didn’t make me feel like this.
That seems impossible.
Why would I ever not want him?
God, I want him so fucking badly.
“Oh, fuck, E.A.,” I murmur, as my balls tighten.
“Is that a command?” E.A. asks.
I open my eyes and a drop of water from his hair splashes my cheek.
“If you’re going to sneak up on me when I’m fantasizing about you, you’d damn well better be prepared to ride my knot,” I tell him, left hand leaving my cock to grab him by the hair and pull his mouth to mine for a demanding kiss.
His lips sear mine, his tongue sliding into my mouth, as his right hand moves down my chest and strokes over my nipple. I’ve never been that into being touched there, but with him everything feels good. I let him go and gaze up at him.
“Do you have lube, or do we need to wake Echo?” I ask.
“Oh, I have lube,” he tells me.
“Then, go get it, and don’t come back until you’re prepared to get in my lap and sink down onto my knot.”
I pull him back down a little to run my tongue over his marks.
He moans softly, and I shrug the towel away from my fully engorged knot.
“Fuck,” he whispers. “You weren’t kidding about your knot.”
“I never kid about my knot, E.A, and it’s been swollen solid since I woke up this morning, wanting you.”
“I know,” he whispers back. “I felt it rubbing against me.”
“Well, now you get to feel it rub inside you.”
“I’ll be right back,” he promises, moving away.
