Chapter 12 #2
Taylor let out a soft laugh and ran a hand through Theo’s hair. It tangled with Johnny’s, tightening a little when Theo placed a kiss against the tip of Johnny’s cock. Johnny was cut, unlike Taylor, so the feeling of Theo’s wet lips against his exposed head shot straight to his balls.
Theo looped an arm around Taylor’s thigh, drawing them together as he opened his mouth and sucked Johnny in.
He was good. Really good, his tongue moving in sweeping strokes across Johnny’s knot, suggesting he’d done it a hundred times before.
That actually made Johnny feel better. Like they were just another notch on the omega’s bedpost and nothing more.
Johnny’s eyebrows pulled together as Theo mouthed his balls and sucked his knot, his breath shaking as his hips pressed forward into the sensation.
The omega looked up at him as he buried his cock deep in his throat; a silent question as his fingers whispered through the red curls of Taylor’s pubic hair.
Johnny flinched when he glanced at Taylor, because his eyes were not on Theo, but glued directly to him. He had a hunger in his gaze, dark, focused, and Johnny almost shot his load there and then.
Blinking, he looked back down at Theo, the corner of the omega’s mouth twitching in acknowledgement. Humming softly, Theo wrapped his fingers around Taylor’s length, rolling his foreskin back in a way that had been the subject of many of Johnny’s wet dreams.
He watched as Theo stroked Taylor’s cock, staring at the way the tip was already glistening and how his balls were drawn tight.
Taylor had freckles everywhere. Literally all over his body, from his hairline to the soles of his feet.
His cock and balls were no different, and Johnny thought it was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.
Theo’s tongue was like velvet as it expertly licked and twisted up and down his cock, and he began alternating between him and Taylor. He pulled them together, opening his mouth and taking them both in at the same time.
Taylor shuddered, hand tightening in Theo’s hair, and Johnny thought he was going to tell him to stop. But he didn’t. Taylor just wrapped his other hand around Johnny’s waist and squeezed.
The feeling of their cocks sliding together in one hot, wet space made Johnny’s toes curl, and he couldn’t help but look up to see if it was affecting Taylor too. It was, because his eyes were half-closed and his lips were slightly parted.
Johnny shivered when Theo eventually pulled away. “I can’t wait much longer,” Theo murmured, mouth pulling into a smile as he rested his forehead against Johnny’s hip. He rose to his feet, kissing Johnny on the lips. “Can we play now?”
Johnny was about to nod when Taylor grabbed Theo’s arm and pulled him into an open-mouthed kiss. Theo moaned, leaning into him. “Fuck,” he whispered, eyes sliding shut and arms snaking around Taylor’s neck.
Jealousy twisted hot and sharp in Johnny’s gut as he watched them. One of Taylor’s hands was pressed into Theo’s waist, the other under his chin keeping his head up. It looked so fucking intimate, like they were long-time lovers lost in one another’s embrace.
Except Taylor’s eyes weren’t closed. They were open, wide open. And he was looking at Johnny again.
Whatever frayed sense of self-control Johnny had been clinging onto finally snapped, and he gripped Theo’s arm, pulling him away. The omega yelped as his back hit Johnny’s chest, and he looked up at him with wide eyes.
Taylor followed, closing the gap until Theo was squashed between them.
Suddenly, they were a tangle of mouths and saliva and moans and growls.
It was difficult to tell who was kissing who, but all Johnny could focus on was the scratch of Taylor’s day-old stubble against his cheek and the way his fangs caught his lip over and over again.
They fell onto the bed in a muddle of limbs, Johnny on his back, Taylor straddling his thighs with Theo caught between them. Theo wrapped his legs around Taylor’s waist, one hand reaching back to grip Johnny’s hair.
“F-fuck,” Theo moaned, twisting around so he was straddling Johnny’s hips and Taylor was at his back.
He shuddered as Taylor kissed his shoulder blades, his body arching when Johnny mouthed his throat.
Theo reached behind himself with a groan, and there was a wet sound followed by the glint of a silver plug between his fingers.
Taylor grinned against Theo’s shoulder. “All ready for us, huh?”
Theo chuckled, throwing the plug towards his pillows. “You have no idea. There’s condoms and lube in the bedside table.”
Taylor made a rumbling sound as he ran his nose through Theo’s hair. “You’re pretty wet already, darlin’.”
As if to prove a point, he swiped a thumb through Theo’s crease and wiped it across Johnny’s thigh. It came away coated in slick.
Rocking back on his haunches, Theo kissed Taylor’s jaw. “I know, sweet stuff. But I’m going to need a little extra help for what I’ve got planned.”
Taylor’s eyes slid to Johnny, and he cocked his head before hopping off the bed. It made the blood rush back to Johnny’s toes, which was a shame, because he was quite enjoying being crushed between Taylor’s muscular thighs.
Theo tipped forwards, pressing his mouth to Johnny’s ear. “You doing okay?” he said, voice thick with lust.
Johnny kissed the side of his mouth and ran a hands down his back “Yeah. Yes. Thank you. Are you?”
Theo grinned, moaning as Johnny palmed his arse. “Yeah, I’m real good, baby. But would you have an issue with your man sucking my dick for a minute? Because I really, really need to get off before we continue.”
Johnny huffed out a laugh and bit his earlobe. “I think you’ve earned it.”
After some rummaging, Taylor returned with the condoms and lube—and to crushing Johnny’s thighs—which sent a nervous thrill through Johnny’s belly. The tickle of Taylor’s leg hairs made him giddy, and he nearly moaned when Taylor ran a hand up his side to drop a condom onto his chest.
Theo giggled, turning around to face Taylor again. He spread his legs and slid Johnny’s length into his crease, moaning loudly when Taylor rested his hands on his knees and pushed them to his chest.
“So big,” Theo groaned when Johnny started moving his hips and dragging his cock through his slick-soaked cheeks.
Taylor growled, dipping his head between Theo’s legs to suck his slender cock.
He could feel Taylor’s jaw working, the brush of his cheek as it rubbed up and down Johnny’s shaft, the catch of his lips as he sucked Theo’s balls.
He couldn’t tell if Taylor knew he was doing it, or if it was because of the dark, sex-soaked room, but it made Johnny groan and reach for him all the same.
He squeezed Taylor’s shoulder, purposefully digging in his nails so he’d be left with marks in the morning.
“F-finally, an alpha that can suck dick,” Theo said, throwing his head back against Johnny’s chest. He grabbed one of the pink condom wrappers, ripping it open with his teeth and nudging Taylor’s head aside.
“You’re gonna carry on sucking my dick whilst he fucks me, okay?
” He bent forwards to roll the condom down Johnny’s shaft.
Taylor mumbled something against Theo’s stomach, nodding before returning to his cock. All Johnny could focus on was Taylor’s powerful shoulders, how they tensed and flexed as he bent low to suck Theo’s cock right down to the base.
“L-lean back… against the headboard,” Theo gasped, and Johnny somehow managed to scoot all three of them towards the top of the bed.
From that angle he could see Taylor’s mouth wrapped around Theo’s length, and the way his tongue came out to lap at his slit.
Yeah. Taylor was good at sucking cock, alright.
Theo arched his back, palming the tip of Johnny’s cock against his hole before rocking his hips forwards and pressing it inside.
It was wet and tight, and Johnny’s hips instinctually snapped up until he was buried balls deep inside him.
Theo cried out, hooking his legs over Taylor’s shoulders.
His feet flopped around in the air as Johnny fucked into him and Taylor worked his cock.
Taylor’s hands brushed up both of Johnny’s thighs, palms rough as he gripped them. Hard.
Theo was panting, throwing a hand back to brace himself against the headboard while Johnny held him around the chest. He was close—Johnny could feel it in the way his body clenched and a rush of slick trickled down his balls.
“O-oh fuck. Oh fuck!” Theo cried, fumbling around until he found Johnny’s hand and placed it on the back of Taylor’s head.
Taylor growled, sucking harder as Johnny tugged his hair and slid his fingers around the nape of his neck.
He gripped Taylor roughly, scruffing him, drawing out a low, low growl from the other alpha’s throat.
He was playing with fire, he knew that, his stomach swooping as Taylor looked up at him with that same feral hunger.
“D-don’t stop!” Theo cried, spurring Johnny to fuck up into him so hard it was a wonder he didn’t knock Taylor’s teeth out.
They locked eyes again, and Johnny could see that Taylor was gripping his own cock in one hand, stroking the base, teasing and tugging at his knot in a way that was fucking mesmerising.
A rush of saliva coated Johnny’s tongue, and he had to bury his mouth in Theo’s hair to stop himself from snarling.
“Ah, ah!” Theo moaned, toes curling as he squirmed against Johnny’s chest and came with a shuddering moan.
They went still, Theo’s cock still lodged in Taylor’s throat as he writhed between the two of them.
Shit. Johnny’s cock was throbbing, his hands beginning to shake with all the pent up tension coiling in his body.