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“Yeah, I thought all this stress was usually reserved for our arrival,” Emiliano added as he snagged two glasses of water and slid the other one to his twin. The brothers were so in tune, they always worked together without asking what the other needed or wanted. It was borderline creepy most of the time.
“Why are you here?” Zaven asked curtly. He knew damn well he couldn’t cause a scene with an audience—though they were hardly that. The twins were family, but Zaven didn’t make scenes unless it was just the three of us.
“We were invited, thank you very much. You need Sutton to give you some weed, buddy? All that tension is hurting my shoulders,” Alessandro snarked. Emiliano covered his laugh with a cough as Zaven shot a glare at them both.
“Actually…” Maximo said, drawing their attention. He relaunched into the story, though this time with an addition. “I’d like you both to come with me. I’ll need back-up, and I refuse to let Zaven go back there.”
Now that the bomb had dropped, they were both all business. Emiliano pulled out his phone and typed away for a moment. “I have a few clients, but I’ll have Stein reschedule them for me. I can pick them back up next week,” he explained.
“You caught me at a good time. I’m free,” Alessandro agreed. “When do we leave?”
“You don’t.Ido,” Zaven ground out. “I don’t need to be handled with kid gloves.”
“No, you don’t. And you also don’t get to let yourself spiral, Zaven.” Maximo’s words were sharp and final, which was a cue to Zaven to not push Maximo further. “No one in this room is willing to let you be a martyr.”
“Harsh.” I winced. “But true. This is one of those times you have to trust our judgment.”
“If either of you let him get hurt, I’ll dismember you slowly and painfully, starting with your dick,” Zaven bit out as he stood up abruptly enough that his chair slammed to the floor. He stormed out, and we could hear him stomping through the house to his room. It was going to be a long night.
“Can you two clean up and see yourselves out? We have a beta to calm,” Maximo said. He stood up without touching his plate, but I shoved one last bite into my mouth before following his lead.
“Meaning you’re going to fuck him until he’s happy,” Emiliano joked. Despite the teasing reply, they were already moving, cleaning up and making themselves plates to take with them. They were out the door before we even reached the second floor landing.
Zaven was in his room, pacing and muttering to himself, his sharp green eyes lethal when he shot a glare in our direction. Maximo reached him first, grabbing his wrist to stop him, while I locked the door behind us.
“Zaven,” he started, but the beta was too far gone to listen. He threw himself into Maximo, crushing his lips to the older man’s. Sex was an outlet for him, and we would never deny him the peace we could bring.
Maximo met the energy without faltering, and I maneuvered behind Zaven, sandwiching him between us. My fingers trailed over his body, then I started to pull his clothes free. He shifted to help me and kicked his pants aside. Once I’d shed my own clothes, I spun our beta around, giving Maximo a chance to do the same.
“I’m not happy with this,” Zaven said, but his argument was weaker now. He wouldn’t directly defy Maximo no matter how many times he voiced his feelings.
“Noted,” Maximo said evenly as he dropped to the ground. My dick throbbed at the sight of him swallowing down our beta’s cock. Most alphas didn’t take a submissive position like getting on their knees, but Maximo was in control no matter what stance he took, and our beta knew it.
Zaven’s head fell back, and he breathed out a shuddering sigh of relief. He stayed still while Maximo did the work, fucking his throat with our beta’s dick to give him quick relief so we could drag out the rest. I grabbed lube from his dresser and coated my fingers before moving behind him again. My fingers teased over his ass, and he shifted enough to give me better access. His legs shook with his effort to maintain control, but between the blow job Maximo was giving him and my fingers stretching his ass for our cocks, he didn’t stand a chance.
His fingers tangled in Maximo’s hair as he came. The alpha swallowed him down and pulled away before standing. Now, my fellow alpha was practically feral, and I knew this was going to be good. Maximo needed to take the lead as much as Zaven needed the release, so I gave him that.
Maximo went for his dresser of toys while I led our beta over to the St. Andrew’s cross against the wall. I pulled off the sheet that covered it and tied his hands in place, his back facing the room. While his other alpha was busy, I added more lube to my hand and continued to prepare him, getting four fingers deep before Maximo finally joined us, a riding crop in hand.
“You’ll need to save your fascination with fisting him for later,” Maximo growled, arousal shown in every taut line of his body.
I pumped my fingers in and out of Zaven a few more times, enjoying the way he whimpered and squirmed on the cross for me. “Too bad. It’s always so hot when he finally gives in. I love those screams as I pound into him.” Zaven begged me not to, which just made my dick throb even more.
“You know your safeword, beta,” Maximo told him harshly.
“Let me at least get a butt plug for him. I don’t think either of us are in the mood for going slow tonight.” Maximo nodded as I withdrew my fingers. I grinned at my best friend and winked as I headed for the dresser. Grabbing wipes, I cleaned my fingers then started digging through the toys until I found the new plug we had gotten as a surprise. Holding up the toy for Maximo to see, I raised my eyebrows in silent question and he laughed harshly, nodding.
Once Maximo’s harsh laughter hit the air, Zaven jerked against the cross, knowing something was up. I walked over. I knew I’d gotten him lubed up enough that we could move on to the plug.
“What are you doing?!” Zaven asked.
Crack.
Maximo brought the crop down on Zaven’s ass cheeks, left then right, in quick succession. Zaven cried out, straining against the restraints. “You’ll find out soon enough, Zaven. You want to act like a damn brat, then you get to face the consequences.”
“Hold him open for me,” I instructed. Dropping the crop for the moment, he grabbed a handful of each pink cheek to expose his hole. Maximo held the man still so that I could push the new plug into him. It was only a medium-sized plug, but Zaven groaned as I smoothly pushed it until the flared base pressed against his flesh. A combination of a vibrating butt plug and anal beads, it was going to be so fucking good when I turned it on with the remote.
Maximo slapped the beta’s ass and stepped back, grabbing the crop again. Each slap of it against his flesh helped Zaven channel his anxiety into pain. I moved around to kneel in front of Zaven, bringing his hard cock mere inches from my mouth, close enough to see the precum already dripping from his tip. Zaven’s eyes were wide, his cheeks flushed with arousal, and I smiled, teasing him with a quick swipe of my tongue across the head of his cock.
