Chapter 23 Sharing is Caring #2
His eyes turned sad. “It’s my fault. I keep dismissing the things you worry about, so you’ve stopped sharing them with me. I’m sorry, Terry. I’ll get better at listening, I promise.”
I gaped at my mate, stunned into silence.
He swooped in to kiss me. The wave of tenderness almost stole my breath. I kissed him back with all my might until he softened the kiss and eased back.
“I love you,” he said. “I need you safe and happy too, you know.”
“Maybe I am paranoid.”
Lothair pressed his lips to my forehead. “I don’t believe that. You’re cautious and responsible, while I’m the reckless idiot courting trouble whenever I can. But you’ve already made me better, Terry. You gave me a reason to care about myself.”
“I love you too, Lothair. More than I can express.”
“Can you relax tonight? Enjoy yourself. Let me make you feel good. We’ll worry about the what-ifs tomorrow.”
“Yeah.”
He hugged me, and I straddled him. Our kisses got more frantic, and by the time the doorbell rang, I was throbbing with need, my cock aching in my pants. Lothair moved me from his lap onto the sofa and squeezed my hard bulge.
“Party time!” He winked before he went to open the door.
Zach sauntered into the room with a broad smile on his face.
Lothair helped him out of his coat, revealing Zach’s toned body wrapped in elaborate lingerie.
The corset pushed up his bare pecs, and when he turned to kiss Lothair on the cheek, I was about to stand and greet him, but I almost swallowed my tongue at the sight of his round ass encased in black lace.
A strategically placed thin opening allowed access to his crease.
He tilted his hips and winked at me over his shoulder.
“I thought I’d dress up for you two.”
“You’re gorgeous,” I breathed. “As you well know.”
He smirked. “And you, Terrance, look tense. Stressful week?”
Lothair cast an arm around Zach’s shoulders.
“My beloved boyfriend here needs to be pampered tonight.”
Zach tapped his lips with a finger. “We have the whole evening to spoil him. How about we get rid of some tension first? Besides, I’m curious about the enhancement you mentioned.”
Lothair sat next to me and went right after my fly. I was still aroused from our make-out session, and when he freed my dick, I groaned with relief.
Zach knelt before me and ran his hands up my thighs, his eyes on my erection. Lothair stroked me up and down then held the base, showing my dick to Zach.
“That’s beautiful,” Zach murmured. He nuzzled up my length. “I’m going to love riding this.”
Then he licked over the ridges, and I shuddered.
Lothair held the root of my dick, gently squeezing the half-swollen knot, as Zach wrapped his lips around the head and sucked.
With a groan, I turned to my mate. Lothair was smiling at me, his face inches from mine.
“Relax, baby,” he whispered. “Let me see you come.”
Zach’s mouth sank lower down my length, wet warmth and tight suction sending tendrils of bliss into my abdomen. He fondled my balls then tugged on them, making me gasp. My pleasure gathered strength, fueled by the lust in Lothair’s gaze, pinned on me. My stomach clenched with a familiar hunger.
“Lothair…”
“Whatever you want, Terry.”
“Feed me your cum. Please.”
My mate shot up, unzipping his pants. He put one foot on the sofa, pushing his groin to my face. With one hand on my nape and the other on my jaw, he fed me his cock. I felt Zach moan around my dick. Was he watching? Did he find it hot, seeing one alpha face-fuck another?
His sounds vibrated through my throbbing cock. He massaged my knot and sucked harder, just as Lothair’s erection nudged my throat.
My mate looked down at me possessively.
“You don’t want it slow and gentle, do you? You want me to ram it in and flood your belly with cum.”
I made an undignified sound of raw need.
Lothair thrust into my throat in rapid succession, cutting off my breathing. I gagged, and my eyes filled with tears, but at the same time, warmth bloomed in my chest and belly. I opened my mouth wider and let Lothair use me like a fuckhole.
He came with his cockhead rammed deep into my throat, forcing me to swallow compulsively.
“Fuuuck!” He pushed even deeper. The movement of my throat must have milked him hard because he shuddered. My vision went black, small stars dancing in front of my unseeing eyes.
My pleasure exploded. A sweet and soft omega mouth suckled on my cockhead, lips caressing the ridges, as I came and came, until my balls ached.
Lothair slowly withdrew from my throat and lowered himself. I gasped for breath before he stole it again, kissing me deeply. Dizzy, I kissed him back while Zach licked all around my shaft.
After a while, the room stopped spinning, and a sense of satisfaction spread through my limbs. Lothair’s cum in my stomach calmed me and aroused me in equal measure. I was buzzing after my orgasm, and I could barely remember what I had been so stressed about before.
Lothair pecked the corner of my lips and glanced at Zach, who was still nuzzling my half-hard dick. “How about a drink?”
Zach flicked his tongue against my slit and rose. His cock was tenting his lace underwear.
“Sure. But then I need you to make me come. You two are so hot together you’re making my poor hole ache.”
“Don’t worry, sweet boy. We’ll make you come. Countless times.”
We lost ourselves for the rest of the evening.
By the time midnight came, we were all covered in cum and slick.
Wearing his lace corset and nothing else, Zach lay like a wet rag over the edge of the sofa, cursing and mumbling filthy nonsense while Lothair pounded his fucked-out hole for the umpteenth time.
Zach’s ass looked especially gorgeous with the corset above—so perfectly round and plump.
Lothair caressed it as he pulled out. He moved aside and guided my cock into the mess of cum and slick.
The squishy, swollen flesh made a smacking sound when I thrust in.
My cock was dripping with our combined juices.
I retreated, and Lothair drove his dick back inside. Then I positioned myself behind my mate.
“Zach. I’m going to fuck Lothair while he’s inside you. You good?”
“Uh-huh. Do it.”
Lothair sank into Zach to the hilt, bracing himself above Zach’s heaving back. Zach groaned.
“Fuck. My womb. Fuuuck.” Lothair’s cockhead must have been pressing against Zach’s closed breeding channel.
“Still okay?” I checked.
Zach nodded. “Hell, yeah.”
I worked my slippery cock into my mate’s scorching asshole. After I’d fucked Zach a couple of times, pushing into Lothair’s alpha ass was such a contrast. He was so damned tight. He grunted with discomfort but let out a deep groan when I aimed my cockhead at his gland.
My next thrust sent Lothair’s pelvis against Zach’s ass.
Lothair’s dick was already lodged in Zach to the root, but the fucking must have pushed it even deeper.
Zach went nuclear under us. He wailed and sobbed and clawed at the sofa.
I could have worried we’d gone too far, but he didn’t use a safe word. Instead, he begged for more.
“Deeper! Deeper! Fuuuck. Shove it in. Augh! Fuck your balls into me. Fucking breed me with that thing. Fuck! Fuck!”
Lothair, bless him, must have remembered I had neighbors because he slapped a hand over Zach’s mouth. Zach’s legs twitched as he started coming.
Satisfied our companion was enjoying himself, I drove into Lothair without restraint. His hole squeezed me like a vise.
My blood boiled with red-hot lust. I imagined the scent of heat filling the air.
In my fantasy, Lothair grew a knot and bred an omega’s fruitful womb while I fucked the cum out of him.
It wasn’t me who let out the beastly roar—it was my dragon.
Lothair’s hole clenched with his orgasm, milking my cock harder than any omega ass ever could.
I drove into him to the root and let his body suck the cum out of my balls until it almost hurt.
After the storm, the room seemed eerily quiet. Zach hummed, and Lothair sighed as I slowly slid my cock out and back in. I gave him a few gentle fucks before retreating. His hole gaped, a big dark circle, then it quivered and squeezed shut as if swallowing my cum.
Lothair pulled out of Zach.
Together, we spread Zach’s ass cheeks and looked at the mess we’d made.
Swollen and covered with globs of cum, his glazed, puffy hole looked like the final shot of a gang bang porn. Lothair leaned in and licked.
We took turns. We sucked and slurped up our cum from the open asshole and licked all over the sensitive skin.
Zach held his ass cheeks spread out for us, and our mouths met at his pucker.
Lothair and I kissed each other while omega slick and traces of our cum smeared our lips and clung to our tongues.
I loved the taste of Lothair’s cum. Blended with my seed and Zach’s orgasms, it was drugging.
Our guest seemed as if he could fall asleep, but after a few minutes, his phone beeped. He pushed himself up until he sat on the sofa and stretched his back.
“Midnight. I have to go before my carriage turns into a pumpkin.”
He took a quick shower and dressed. Lothair offered him a ride, but Zach declined.
“You’re sweet, thanks, but I have a driver waiting for me downstairs.” He leaned in for a brief kiss from Lothair then brushed his mouth against mine. His plush lips curved into a sweet smile. “This has been epic. Feel free to book me again.”
And he was gone.
Lothair and I stared at the closed door for a second. When my mate turned to me, his eyes twinkled with mischief.
“How are you feeling now, Terry?”
“Sore. My balls are so empty they might shrivel. I feel slightly stupid, like maybe some of my brain cells were fried during those orgasms.” My mate chuckled at that, and the happy sound made me smile back. “I’m great, Lothair. Fantastic, in fact.”
He hugged me and squeezed my ass. “We’re doing this again in two weeks at the latest. Now you need to sleep.”
“Let’s stay here. My bed is smaller, but we can cuddle.”
“Mm-hmm. I love cuddling you when you’re all mellow after sex.”
We slept wrapped in each other, Lothair’s nose in my hair.
In the morning, when my brain was online again, I remembered I had nothing fresh in the fridge. We drank black coffee and drove straight back to Lothair’s for breakfast. Just as we entered the house, my phone beeped.
Devon: Call me when you have a minute.
“My boss wants me to call him,” I told Lothair. “He never bugs me on weekends unless it’s urgent. I should probably take care of it.”
Lothair hummed with his gaze on his screen, distracted.
“Something the matter?” I asked.
“It’s Paris. He wants us to come by his place after lunch. It seems serious.”
Just like that, my mood darkened. Something was up. “Let me call Devon first.”