“Of course,” Shen whispered. “Tell me if it’s too much, jagiya.”
Snow’s back arched as Shen’s cock slowly slid in alongside Hwa’s. He moaned against Shen’s lips, trembling at the feel of both of them stretching him. He’d been correct. Both together weren’t much larger than Vor alone. There was a small pinch of pain, but once Shen slid deep, all Snow felt was pleasure.
Gaze darting, he found Vor staring intently and stroking that big shaft of his. Snow held that gaze as Shen and Hwa thrust in and out of him—and he could see how excited it made the alpha.
Mine.
Odd that word came up again when two other alphas fucked him, but somehow, he felt as connected to Vor in that moment as he did Shen and Hwa. Perhaps more.
Vor rose to his feet and strolled closer, stroking his cock as he watched the pair fuck Snow. He rounded the scene before stopping near Hwa’s head. He cupped Snow’s chin and lifted it, guiding Snow’s mouth closer to his hard shaft. A tremor raced through Snow as the tip of Vor’s cock pressed against his lips. Three alphas inside him at once? Suddenly starving to experience that sensation, Snow opened his mouth, needing to taste Vor’s thick shaft.
Snow groaned, lapping Vor’s pre-cum as he rode Hwa and Shen’s cocks. Opening his jaw more, Snow allowed Vor to surge forward, fucking his throat. Not to be left out, Greer and Owan returned to his sides, and each collected one of his hands. Snow hesitated with Greer, but gave in, knowing it could only go so far. Both men steered his hands onto their hard cocks and tightened their meaty palms around his.
He groaned around Vor’s cock, intoxicated by the fact he was pleasingfivealphas all at once.
Someone gripped Snow’s shaft, pumping a tight fist up and down his length. Had someone else joined? He didn’t think so. From the corner, he heard Lazlo’s whimpers and cries—and was sad he could no longer watch them due to the alphas crowdingaround him. From the sound of things, Klaus was driving his cock deep into Lazlo, much like Vor had earlier with Snow.
The wet fucking and sucking sounds, together with his own incessant moaning, the alphas’ groans, the scent of seed, and the overwhelming sensation tingling all over his body, Snow felt the first glimmers of a building orgasm. His body tensed tighter and tighter, pushed to extremes with every suck, thrust, and stroke.
A tremor crashed over him, and Snow came hard, wailing around Vor’s cock. A mouth came down over his shaft, suckling his release. He couldn’t be sure with his head tilted up to take Vor’s cock, but he sensed it was Owan. A moan that came, vibrating around his shaft, all but proved it in Snow’s mind.
Owan finished suckling his load just before Vor came and offered one for Snow to sample. Some spilled out over his cheeks and down his chin, but he did his best to swallow all the salty-sweetness he could. A few strokes later, Greer’s cum splashed across his bare chest and dripped down from one nipple. Owan pulled from his hand and gave the final jerks needed to paint a similar image across the other side.
Hwa and Shen followed, shoving their knots deep inside Snow in unison. Thankfully, their knots were smaller, and the pair together barely stretched him any wider than Vor had. They both roared, whispering words in languages Snow didn’t understand. Once again, he had a good idea what was said from their deeply pleasured tones.
By the end of it, Snow lay panting amid the pile of men and tangled limbs, smiling to himself that he’d givenandtaken so much pleasure from them. He’d walked into the cottage a virgin. He’d leave it a wanton manwhore, well used and well loved.
“You look satisfied with yourself,” Vor murmured as he stared down, his tone and expression devoid of emotion.
Snow hesitated a moment, fearful he’d read Vor’s signals wrong. Had he unknowingly crossed a line?
“Shouldn’t I be? I just made five big, bad alphas come,” Snow said, forcing a smile.
Vor’s expression didn’t change… but Snow decided he’d done nothing to feel ashamed of. He’d enjoyed their hands and mouths and their cocks inside of him. If Vor had a problem with that, it was Vor’s problem to deal with.
The corners of Vor’s lips finally curled up, and Snow breathed easier.
“You’re evil,” Snow said.
Vor frowned. “Why do you say that?”
“Nothing,” Snow said, brushing the explanation aside. He grinned instead, enjoying the languidity of his body.
“Pride comes before a fall, you know?” Vor said, fighting a smile.
“I’ve already fallen,” Snow replied, gazing up at the alpha. “I can’t go much lower.”
Vor’s small smile faded. “You’re right.Nowhereis lower than this prison of ours.”
Snow’s smile disappeared, too. His heart ached for the hell these alphas had endured. Perhaps he’d made their perdition a small bit better, if only for one night.
“Just cleaned him up and here we went and made him dirty again,” Greer said, seemingly oblivious to Vor’s melancholy. “We need to clean our little prince up.”
“On it,” Owan murmured before lowering his head.
He licked a path across Snow’s chest, cleaning seed as he went. He circled one nipple before sliding over to the other and suckling Snow.
“I love your little teats,” Owan whispered before licking the nipple he’d released.
