Unhurriedly, Valentin pulled out of Zinn. “On your back, omega,” he directed gently.
Calder, Wes, and Assa stared avidly as Zinn lay against the pillows. Valentin pushed Zinn’s knees to his chest and entered him with one powerful motion.
“Fuck, alpha!” Zinn cried out as Valentin pulled out before thrusting again. “Fuck!”
Valentin leaned down to kiss the cry from Zinn’s lips as he rutted within his pliant body. His hips moved powerfully, shoving the omega into the mattress.
It was glorious watching Valentin and Zinn fuck. Calder was mesmerized by the sight of the other alpha’s heavy ball sacbouncing against Zinn’s ass. His body vibrated with the need for release.
Just as he was about to take himself in hand, Wes grabbed hold of his cock.
Wes worked Calder over with his fist, furiously tugging on his shaft even as he kept his eyes trained on Zinn and Valentin. After luxuriating in the feeling for a few seconds, Calder returned the favor, reaching down to stroke Wes’s cock.
“It’s like I’m in the best sort of dream,” Assa said from the chair. “Watching Valentin fuck Zinn while you two jerk each other.” He smoothed a hand over his dick, which twitched and attempted to rise. “I kind of wish I hadn’t gotten off already.”
“Well, I’m not sorry I sucked you,” Calder said with a wink.
“Yep,” Wes added. “We have our whole lives to fuck.”
“And we will,” Zinn said breathlessly, following it up with an unintelligible grunt as Valentin plowed into him.
Valentin rained kisses on Zinn’s cheeks and neck, mouthing him needily as he fucked him.
Calder moved his hand from Wes’s cock to tease his crease, tickling the rim with his index finger. The beta glanced sideways at him. “Are you making an offer?” he challenged.
Calder’s finger probed further into Wes’s ass. “You want me here?” he asked.
“I want to give myself over to this experience, completely,” Wes replied with his usual candor. “Will you take care of me, alpha?”
“Fuck,” Assa whispered.
Calder reached for the lube on the nightstand, slicking his fingers quickly.
Wordlessly, Wes lay down next to Zinn, giving him a kiss, followed by a sardonic grin. “How are you doing, my omega?”
“Hmm. Well, currently, I’m getting railed by Valentin while Assa touches his dick in that chair over there,” Zinn panted, “andI’m about to watch Calder fuck you right next to me… So, all in all, I’d say I’m doing pretty good.”
Wes turned onto his side and Calder settled behind him, lifting his thigh up to gain better access to his hole. He pushed a slick finger into it. Wes tensed, then relaxed, moaning loudly when Calder grazed the sensitive spot inside him. Calder added another finger and stroked in and out, scissoring them.
“I’m ready,” Wes said.
Valentin spoke to Calder. “He can’t take a knot. Assa can, sometimes, but not Wes.”
“Understood.”
Calder pushed Wes’s knee as high as it would go and inched his way into his channel. Wes exhaled at the invasion, reaching an arm behind himself to pull Calder closer.
“I’m good,” Wes breathed out. “More.”
“More?”
“Fuck me harder, alpha.”
That was all the encouragement Calder required. He began thrusting frantically, growling with his efforts. The room filled with the squelching sounds of sex, the air thick with arousal as the men fucked each other. Calder felt drunk on sugar maple.
Assa clearly wanted to be closer as they neared release. He positioned himself on the mattress edge, keeping one hand on his dick and using the other to clutch Zinn’s curls as Valentin moved within him.
“I’m close,” Valentin said, voice wrecked. He gazed down at Zinn. “Can I knot you, my omega?”
