“That okay, Leo?”
There is no universe where Leo turns his alpha away just because they’ve disagreed. None. He’ll have to ask Grayson if there ever has been, just to be sure, but here and now? No fucking way. By way of response, Leo grabs his second alpha of the morning by the neck, so he can draw him in for a kiss.
“Always.”
He opens for Jay, who doesn’t hesitate to lick into his mouth, heedless of their morning breath. He feels Gray’s mouth nipping and sucking down his belly; small nips of his teeth send hot sparks of pleasure straight (ha!) to his dick.
“So pretty, Leo,” Jay whispers. “Look at Gray, baby.”
He tips Leo’s chin so he can see Gray, poised over Leo’s dick. The alpha licks over the head like it’s the sweetest treat. Tremorsof pleasure shoot down Leo’s legs and ramp up the burning in his belly. Grayson rests the head on his lower lip and blows a cool stream of air that makes Leo shudder.
He feels loved and cared for, causing his worries to slip away—makes the ache in his belly and hole swell to bursting. He needs to be filled. At both ends.
“Jaybird, want your cock. Let me suck you,” Leo moans.
Grayson must know he’s feeling empty, because he feels a slick finger at his hole. Leo’s always been tight; all those kegels and leg presses have made opening him up a bit more of an exercise, but none of his mates have ever minded. Grayson, in particular, relishes the process—he loves luring the hard clench of Leo’s body into giving way to the persistent stretch. It only seems fair, since Leo loves the exquisite burn.
“Turn over, baby, and Gray can open you up.” Jay moves around so he’s on his knees by Leo’s face. The enigma’s thighs are drool-worthy, his big cock standing up, silky head shiny with precome—a combination that makes Leo’s mouth water.
Grayson goes to his knees behind Leo and slaps the outside of his thigh. “Fuck, look at that ass, Jay.” He takes two handfuls and squeezes hard. “Takes us so well.”
“He’s so pretty when you fuck him,” Nix whispers, taking Jay’s place beside him, eyes glittering as he runs a finger down over Leo’s nose. “Come on, Jamie wants to fuck your mouth. Finn and I want to watch him make you cry a little.”
His omega’s words are growled in the almost subsonic tones Nix has when he’s horny, and Leo takes a moment to look away from Jay’s cock in his face to enjoy watching Finn lift Nix’s thigh from behind so he can sink into Nix’s heat. So easy, with no prep.
“Such good dick, Finnie. Fuck,” Nix groans, and Finn clenches his jaw.
“En-envious of the ‘no prep’ right now,” Leo grunts as Grayson slides two fingers in his hole, adding his tongue to soothe the stretch, sucking and biting at his rim.
Nix just giggles. “There are perks. You sucking that cock, or do I need to do it?”
Jay grasps Leo’s hair to get him back on track, using his other hand to paint his lips with sweet precome. The slippery head against his lips is so familiar. He loves sucking dick, especially Jay’s, who knows just how to make him take it. So he opens as wide as he can and takes Jay down his throat, letting everything slip away.
Since they’ve been doing this for almost nine years, it takes no time at all for Leo to find the rhythm that he loves. Coupled with Grayson’s mouth and fingers on his hole, he can feel his orgasm barreling down on him.
Pulling off, he uses his hands to pump Jay’s cock hard and fast.
“Don’t come, Alpha. Want you to fuck me after Gray.”
“Leo…fuck…” Jay groans, but he pumps his hips in Leo’s grip.
Jay loves sloppy seconds…or thirds…something about being there after someone else and feeling that his mates have found their pleasure in such a tangible and dirty way takes their pack alpha to the next level.
Leo is ready to make that happen.
“Fuck me, Gray. So ready….”
Grayson must agree, because he knees in behind him, taking Leo’s hips in his hands. Pulling his cheeks apart, Leo feels Grayson’s thumb nudge open his hole so he can push the head of his cock in past his rim.
When he finally breaches him, Leo takes Jay back in his mouth so that his groan vibrates along his alpha’s cock. He isfinally getting the release he needs, finding that place that’s filled only by burning desire.
“Fuck, you are always so. Fucking. Tight,” Grayson says, punctuating each word with a hard thrust. “Such a hungry hole, sucking me in.”
Jay rewards Grayson’s mesmerizing rhythm with a hand in Leo’s hair, pushing his cock deep into Leo’s throat so he gags, and tears run down his cheeks.
They pick up identical rhythms, deep into his throat and ass, filling him to the limits. His gag reflex makes him tighten up on both intrusions.
It’s bliss, and he’s long ago given up any shame about how much he loves feeling used. Being of use.
