One slight boy landed a few feet away from us, eyes shining, lips grinning, his little hard cock bobbing. He looked around and spun, rushing through the crowd. After mere seconds, a big alpha with a gray beard caught him by his waist, and the boy squealed joyously. The alpha pinned him to a pillar with one arm and unfastened his pants. He buried his face in the omega’s neck and lifted him onto his cock. His hips began moving rhythmically as he fucked the omega against the pillar. The boy’s face went slack with pleasure, and his eyes closed. His lustful cries carried to us.
“I’m going to hunt one down,” Lothair said and pushed off the wall.
But I stood frozen.
The bodies mingled and blurred around me. Naked omegas running, dancing, slipping through, then stumbling. Getting caught, groped, licked, sucked. Fucked.
Laughing, moaning, coming.
One omega with flowers in his hair got fucked standing up, only a few feet away from me. When the alpha came, hehanded the omega to someone else. The boy looked eager. He got on his knees, pushing his ass out for the second alpha, and came after a few thrusts.
The scent of heat cooked in my lungs.
My shirt was drenched with sweat.
Then I saw him.
He was tiny, but his pecs were round and his stomach beautifully curved. With daisies and violets tangled in blond curls, he looked like an angel.
He skidded around a pillar and dodged an alpha who seemed to have had too much to drink because he staggered. Instead of giving chase, he slumped against a barstool. The angel caught my gaze and paused.
His lips stretched into a knowing smile, then he crooked a finger at me and took off in the opposite direction.
I didn’t think. My gaze pinned to his blond head, I darted through the sex-crazed crowd, jumping over legs and skirting around thrusting hips.
This is insane. What am I doing? God, I need to fuck.
I caught him less than half a minute later.
He slumped with his back against my chest and moaned when I thrust my clothed groin against his naked ass.
He didn’t say anything when I quickly opened my pants and tugged my underwear down. I pushed him against a wall, and he spread his legs, tilting his hips up for me. I bottomed out inside him on the first thrust.
I groaned with relief. He was so soft and wet, the abundance of slick leaking out around my cock. He felt incredible. How come he was so wet? Did he get off on the game? Did being chased by strangers arouse him this much?
Whimpering, he grabbed my hand and pulled my thumb into his mouth. He sucked on it and wiggled his butt. I retreated and thrust back in. The omega moaned around my thumb.
Fuck, he was impatient. The harder I fucked him, the happier he sounded.
When he came, I followed.
I thrust hard, my cum jetting out, filling the willing body of the omega. He keened and ground against me.
“I’m not done,” I panted. “Stay.”
He nodded.
“You can’t speak?”
Looking at me over his shoulder with glazed eyes, he winked.
“It’s part of the game,” I concluded.
He licked his lips and gave me another nod.
“Do you want to stay with me for another round?”
The omega giggled. Then he pushed against my hip, dislodging my cock. Before I could protest, he gripped my hand. He led me to a sofa where, on the other end, a naked omega was getting fucked by two fully clothed alphas. One cock in his mouth, the other in his ass. He seemed to be enjoying it, holding one of the alpha’s ass cheeks, spurring him on.
