Chapter 18
Desmond
I’m sitting on the floor with my back against a pile of pillows as Alex thrusts up while Hudson slams himself down.
The sight of Hudson’s body taking Alex’s knot sends those first ripples of release through my body, up my spine, to spill from the tip of my cock as I stroke myself to the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
My hand is coated with cum, dripping onto the cushion below me. It’s only the first hour, and already I know we’ll need to call in a cleaning service to have this room professionally cleaned so it’ll be comfortable for Hudson to use when he needs the comfort of the tight, cozy space.
I can’t hold back the grunt from my release, but no one pays me any attention. And no, that doesn’t bother me in the least. My full attention is on the omega, as well, on the way his body stretches to accommodate an alpha’s knot.
My heart begins to race as the telltale signs of Alex’s own orgasm fills the air, his breathing coming in deep pants as he ruts into Hudson in short, forced thrusts.
When he moans long and deep, there’s this part of me that wonders – and hopes – this is the moment our dreams come true.
Yes, I’m aware it’s a long shot. Doesn’t mean I can’t pray for the best-case scenario.
As though Alex’s has cum soothed something deep inside him, Hudson relaxes against Alex’s chest, his cheek nuzzling and rubbing against my mate’s sweaty chest as though covering himself in the alpha’s pheromones.
I might have already found my release once, but my dick is already stirring, and my knot feels as though it’s pulsing along to my heartbeat.
Mount. Rut. Breed.
Bite.
No. Damn it. This omega in heat is making me feel feral. That’s how I feel as I push onto my knees and crawl closer.
I lean forward and run my tongue from Alex’s balls, over the base of his knot, to where he’s locked inside Hudson.
The omega whimpers and writhes, like he’s trying to push back against my tongue.
The combination of Alex’s cum and Hudson’s slick explodes on my tongue like the most delicious dessert. I feel like a starved man at a buffet, and I want to gorge myself.
I’m pretty sure I could lap at Hudson for hours.
Well, if it weren’t for the fact my dick is currently weeping at the tip and my knot is fully engorged.
I suppose I could always rub another one out, but why would I do that when I have Mason, Alex, and a beautiful and ripe omega within reach.
A hand smooths down my spine and I don’t have to look to know it’s Mason.
“Let him rest,” Mason says softly.
Something about his words sets Hudson off.
He pushes himself off Alex’s chest and turns his head to look back at me so quickly his damp hair flies around his face.
“No. I don’t need rest. I need my alpha.”
I let that slide over me. He called me his alpha. I’m not his alpha.
But I’ll be anything he wants right now. I would literally give him every piece of me if the end result is a family.
After one last long swipe of my tongue, I push up onto my knees.
I can see Alex smirking at me, and he gently reaches down to ease his deflating knot from inside Hudson.
Oh, it’ll be swollen again within minutes, but from my research, our knots deflate soon after coming so a pack can breed their omega over and over again without injuring them.
“Alpha, please. Knot. I need you,” Hudson whimpers.
I can no longer see even a sliver of his eye color. His blown pupils lock on me, but he seems barely focused.
A knot will help. My cum will help. Eventually, he’ll get enough to sleep until the next wave. That will be our opportunity to get some rest, as well.
We made all those plans to keep the office running, but perhaps we should have instructed our beta employees to ensure there were water bottles and easy to eat foods accessible at all times.
That’s a problem for later. Like after Hudson’s temperature returns to normal, and he no longer appears as though his body is doing its best to put him through the wringer.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” I tell Hudson as I move until I’m between Alex’s knees.
“His body was made for this,” Alex says.
Mason is moving closer to Alex’s side. The moment Hudson turns his head and catches sight of the other alpha, he instantly wraps his hand around Mason’s shaft and lowers his mouth to the tip, lapping at the precum and humming in approval.
My mate hisses as the omega lowers his mouth over him, taking him further until his lips bump Mason’s knot.
A groan pulls from my lips at the mere sight. How many times have I swallowed my mate’s cock, stopping when my nose would bump the swollen, purple knot?
Except never have I done as Hudson is doing and opened further in an attempt to try to gobble more of him.
I know it’s possible. I won’t admit it to my mates, but I’ve watched more than my share of porn while waiting for this day. I’ve seen omegas take knots in their mouths. I’ve seen female omegas take knots in their asses.
I just didn’t think it was something they craved and figured it was some weird fetish on the alpha’s behalf.
Hudson begins to rock back and forth as though seeking my dick.
“Your omega needs you,” Alex says.
We all know he’s not ours. Doesn’t mean I have any intention of correcting him. We can pretend while we’re all lost to the fog.
Positioning the head of my cock against Hudson’s hole, I use the combination of slick and Alex’s cum to lube up before sliding in slowly.
The sensation…
Is it possible to go blind from pleasure? Because I swear my vision is dimming as the omega strangles my cock.
“Holy fuck,” I moan out, not bothering to apologize for my language or feel the slightest bit ashamed.
That doesn’t mean Alex doesn’t chuckle. “You hear that, Hudson? You feel so good you even got Des back there cussing.”
His teasing reels me in a bit and my lips twitch. He’s not lying. The words fell from my lips before I could hold them back.
The omega is so tight. He’s also hot, as in his ass is practically scalding my cock. I knew his temperature would grow, that a fever would wreak havoc on him, but I had no idea how good it would feel.
He’s rocking against me, trying to draw me into him deeper, faster, harder.
He’ll have to wait for Mason or for Alex to take him again. I’m a delayed gratification kind of person and love to take my time savoring every single moment, every sensation.
That sure as hell goes double for the way it feels as though his hole is clenching down on me. More than that, it feels as though he’s drawing me forward, as though his body is instinctively seeking my knot.
I know that will give him relief. I know coating his inner walls with my cum will soothe the pains in his abdomen and the fever heating his body and making his skin feel as though it’s too tight for his beautifully toned body.
And of course, I’ll give him both.
For a few minutes, though, I want to just…feel.
I pump my hips slowly, going deep, only stopping when the base of my knot nudges his opening before pulling back again, almost all the way to the tip.
I’ve come already. Yet my balls are drawing up and tingles have started at the base of my spine.
I don’t think I’ve ever finished so quickly. I’ve also never had my dick strangled by the slicked ass of a beautiful and fertile omega, either.
“Knot, alpha. Please,” Hudson says on a long whine, stirring my alpha instincts to protect, to rut, to breed.
Gripping his hips a little too roughly, I push forward, my chin lowered, watching in awe as his hole swallows my knot.
An explosion ripples through me. That’s literally the only way I can describe the fire licking at my nerve endings starting at my knot and radiating to my fingers and toes.
Throwing my head back, I can’t hold back the deep, guttural moan that sounds and feels a hell of a lot like a growl.
How have I gone my entire life without this feeling?
And how the hell are we supposed to return to our regular life without feeling this again?
Hudson is writhing against me as I rut into him in short thrusts, my dick jerking with every spurt of cum.
He moans, then sighs, collapsing on top of Alex, forcing me to fall forward, nearly landing on top of him to keep from hurting him when he accidentally pulls from my knot too soon.
His skin is smooth and slippery with sweat, but his temperature seems to be dropping. My dick no longer feels as though it’s being scalded, though it does feel like it’s being strangled in the best possible way.
Two. That’s two of us who’ve finished inside of him. As the high begins to wear off and my knot deflates enough to pull from Hudson so he can get some rest, I’m tempted to pump my fingers inside him to ensure my cum stays deep inside until he’s fully and properly bred.