Zach flicked his tongue against my slit and rose. His cock was tenting his lace underwear.
“Sure. But then I need you to make me come. You two are so hot together you’re making my poor hole ache.”
“Don’t worry, sweet boy. We’ll make you come. Countless times.”
We lostourselves for the rest of the evening. By the time midnight came, we were all covered in cum and slick. Wearing his lace corset and nothing else, Zach lay like a wet rag over the edge of the sofa, cursing and mumbling filthy nonsense while Lothair pounded his fucked-out hole for the umpteenth time. Zach’s ass looked especially gorgeous with the corset above—so perfectly round and plump. Lothair caressed it as he pulled out. He moved aside and guided my cock into the mess of cum and slick. The squishy, swollen flesh made a smacking sound when I thrust in. My cock was dripping with our combined juices.
I retreated, and Lothair drove his dick back inside. Then I positioned myself behind my mate.
“Zach. I’m going to fuck Lothair while he’s inside you. You good?”
“Uh-huh. Do it.”
Lothair sank into Zach to the hilt, bracing himself above Zach’s heaving back. Zach groaned.
“Fuck. My womb. Fuuuck.” Lothair’s cockhead must have been pressing against Zach’s closed breeding channel.
“Still okay?” I checked.
Zach nodded. “Hell, yeah.”
I worked my slippery cock into my mate’s scorching asshole. After I’d fucked Zach a couple of times, pushing into Lothair’s alpha ass was such a contrast. He was so damned tight. He grunted with discomfort but let out a deep groan when I aimed my cockhead at his gland.
My next thrust sent Lothair’s pelvis against Zach’s ass. Lothair’s dick was already lodged in Zach to the root, but the fucking must have pushed it even deeper. Zach went nuclear under us. He wailed and sobbed and clawed at the sofa. I could have worried we’d gone too far, but he didn’t use a safe word. Instead, he begged for more.
“Deeper! Deeper! Fuuuck. Shove it in. Augh! Fuck your balls into me. Fucking breed me with that thing. Fuck! Fuck!”
Lothair, bless him, must have remembered I had neighbors because he slapped a hand over Zach’s mouth. Zach’s legs twitched as he started coming.
Satisfied our companion was enjoying himself, I drove into Lothair without restraint. His hole squeezed me like a vise.
My blood boiled with red-hot lust. I imagined the scent of heat filling the air. In my fantasy, Lothair grew a knot and bred an omega’s fruitful womb while I fucked the cum out of him. It wasn’t me who let out the beastly roar—itwas my dragon. Lothair’s hole clenched with his orgasm, milking my cock harder than any omega ass ever could. I drove into him to the root and let his body suck the cum out of my balls until it almost hurt.
After the storm, the room seemed eerily quiet. Zach hummed, and Lothair sighed as I slowly slid my cock out and back in. I gave him a few gentle fucks before retreating. His hole gaped, a big dark circle, then it quivered and squeezed shut as if swallowing my cum.
Lothair pulled out of Zach.
Together, we spread Zach’s ass cheeks and looked at the mess we’d made.
Swollen and covered with globs of cum, his glazed, puffy hole looked like the final shot of a gang bang porn. Lothair leaned in and licked.
We took turns. We sucked and slurped up our cum from the open asshole and licked all over the sensitive skin. Zach held his ass cheeks spread out for us, and our mouths met at his pucker. Lothair and I kissed each other while omega slick and traces of our cum smeared our lips and clung to our tongues. I loved the taste of Lothair’s cum. Blended with my seed and Zach’s orgasms, it was drugging.
Our guest seemed as if he could fall asleep, but after a few minutes, his phone beeped. He pushed himself up until he sat on the sofa and stretched his back.
“Midnight. I have to go before my carriage turns into a pumpkin.”
He took a quick shower and dressed. Lothair offered him a ride, but Zach declined.
“You’re sweet, thanks, but I have a driver waiting for me downstairs.” He leaned in for a brief kiss from Lothair then brushed his mouth against mine. His plush lipscurved into a sweet smile. “This has been epic. Feel free to book me again.”
And he was gone.
Lothair and I stared at the closed door for a second. When my mate turned to me, his eyes twinkled with mischief.
“How are you feeling now, Terry?”
“Sore. My balls are so empty they might shrivel. I feel slightly stupid, like maybe some of my brain cells were fried during those orgasms.” My mate chuckled at that, and the happy sound made me smile back. “I’m great, Lothair. Fantastic, in fact.”
