Then he arched and shivered, and drops of his cum glistened in the bright lights. He spilled all over himself thenslumped on the throne. Breathing heavily, he just sat there, impaled.
Then he straightened in the seat, his feet on the floor and arms on the armrests, and glanced over the room like a true king.
Four naked alphas appeared, lifted the throne, and carried him away.
“That was interesting,” Lothair said. He was sprawled on the sofa, his drink empty and his cock tenting his pants.
The music started again, a lighter tune signaling a break, and servers filled the spaces between the private booths.
Our William soon turned up with glasses of water and took another order. This time, I asked for something bitter.
He flirted with Lothair outrageously, but somehow classy too. I could barely keep my eyes off his nipples.
I got why Lothair liked these places and parties. I felt like a live wire, frustrated with arousal but exhilarated too. Full of energy and a raw need to fuck. It was a heady feeling.
As I watched Lothair flirt back, I thought of what Conrad had said about fucking around. About a need being a need. I didn’t want to hook up with a random omega, not without Lothair. That was clear in my head now. But the thought of seeing him suck on those nipples… He could bend dear William over the desk and push his huge, ridged cock through those ample ass cheeks.
I wanted to see him fuck an omega again. And it didn’t feel like a kink or a fantasy. It felt almost like a need. Like something my dragon desired.
My dragon craved to see my mate breed.
The realization made my heart pound.
Yes, we would have to find a way to get laid.Maybe one day, we’d find an omega, a dragon mate for us, and I could watch Lothair knot him. Get him pregnant. Half shifted.
Fuuuck.
William blew me a kiss before leaving with our order. I was throbbing in my pants.
“Terry?”
“I’m good,” I blurted.
Lothair raised one eyebrow. “Are you sure?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Because you look like you’re about to combust.”
“I…”
“Yes?”
“I’m thinking about the things Conrad said.”
Lothair lowered his voice, his face suddenly inches from mine. “Terry, baby, I want it too.”
“What?” I wasn’t playing dumb. I just didn’t have the right words.
“I want to fuck omegas with you.”
I nodded with relief. He got it. He felt the same. “We’ll need that,” I said.
“Yeah. It’s like… When you look at dear William here, I can almost feel your arousal in my own balls.”
Hell. That was spot on. Like our desires were connected through invisible strings, multiplying each other. “But not tonight. I’m…processing.”
“I know. Let’s just try and relax, okay? Enjoy the view. Then I’ll take care of you when we get home.”
