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It would have been hot, really, if it weren’t for the context, for the stringent smell permeating the room. Leo opted to keep his clothes on—comfortable sweats and a T-shirt, just like the couple—as he got onto the bed.
The reaction was instantaneous. Damon pressed down on Josh as if protecting him from a threat, a deep, guttural growl ripping out of his throat. Leo froze, instincts screaming at him to leave.
He wasn’t wanted here. This was not a safe space.
Josh seemed just as startled, letting out a distressed sound. “What?” he gasped in confusion, flinching. “What? Did I, did I—”
The growl cut off suddenly, Damon looking at Josh, eyes wide. “No. Shit, I’m sorry. Baby, no, I’m sorry, you didn’t do anything wrong.” He turned his head towards Leo. “Sorry. I don’t know…”
“It’s fine,” Leo assured quietly. “Everything’s okay. Can I get on the bed? I won’t touch him.”
Damon let out a long, slow breath. “Yeah.”
Leo climbed onto the mattress, telegraphing his movements. He lay down, body language passive, open. Submissive. “You tell me when you need me. I’m not taking Josh away. I’m here for both of you.”
That seemed to relax Damon a little. “Right. Sorry.”
“You’re good.”
Damon became quickly distracted by Josh, sinking into a kiss.
He concentrated on remaining calm, unthreatening, letting the want between Josh and Damon spill over him as the couple undressed each other, fully in the throes of Josh’s heat.
“Damon, please. Please,” Josh muttered as Damon finally stripped both of them bare.
“I’ve got you. You’re okay.”
Leo watched as Damon slipped two fingers into Josh’s pussy, the slit that throbbed beneath Josh’s balls, wet and desperate with heat. Josh moaned loudly, body arching, his ribs standing out beneath his thin, pale skin.
It was clear that Damon’s hand wasn’t cutting it, and he pulled away to line his cock up, sinking into Josh in one swift movement.
The groan they both let out hit Leo like a hammer, his heart racing as Damon started thrusting, Josh flushed and shaking with obvious pleasure. The sour note in his scent eased, filling with nothing but the mouthwatering smell of heat-lust.
Leo had to hold himself back from stroking Josh’s hair, from telling him how well he was doing.
Damon began to shake with what had to be his impending orgasm, and he leaned down over Josh, kissing him deeply, sweetly, pushing into him one last time. It was as if a bubble formed around the couple, as if they were the only thing that existed in that world, a dimension away from Leo.
Damon came with a low groan, Josh echoing the sound as, Leo guessed, Damon’s knot swelled, locking them together.
Leo bit his lip as Josh and Damon panted and shivered, Damon grinding his hips so his knot moved inside Josh. The Omega had his eyes closed, head thrown back, in the middle of his own ecstasy. He cried out, cock spurting as orgasm finally overcame him, Damon biting at his scent gland, right where the mating scar already was. Leo was achingly hard by the time they collapsed onto their sides, but he ignored his body, getting a bottle of Omegarade from the side table and opening it up.
“Here. Drink,” Leo ordered softly.
Damon pinned him with a dark look, expression feral for a second before he visibly pulled himself together. All Josh did was moan a little deliriously, and Leo and Damon helped him sit up enough to drink.
Leo stopped Damon as he tried to hand the drink back. “You too.”
Damon hesitated for a moment but drained the rest of the Omegarade, his gaze not leaving Leo.
Leo took the bottle silently, placing it by the bed and lying down again, waiting for whatever would come next.
The respite didn’t last for long. Josh started making small, pained sounds as Damon tried to shush him.
Leo sat up, concerned. “What is it?”
Damon shook his head. “My knot’s coming down.”
“Ah. Is this…should I…?”
