25. Fen
Once Seth and San left, Fen switched into his rattiest gray sweatpants, then went in search of his alpha. He found him with Ollie, sitting in the living room, deep in a heated conversation. A conversation that ceased the moment Fen entered the room. He didn’t take it personally.
As a pack, it was almost impossible to keep secrets, but that didn’t mean people weren’t entitled to them. Everyone deserved some privacy, especially with everything they had going on in their lives. Ollie had a lot on his mind, and Loch wasn’t just their pack leader, he was one of Ollie’s oldest friends.
They knew each other…intimately.
Fen dug his nails into his palms, trying to quell the need pooling between his hip bones, the desperate lust for his mate that had him in a fucking chokehold. He was half-hard and tenting his pants, a detail that was hard to miss even with his longish tank top.
Fen didn’t care. He wasn’t shy. He knew both Ollie and Loch would smell Seth’s slick on his face and on his fingers. He knew that when Loch kissed him, he’d be able to suck the taste of Seth’s cum from his tongue. Just the thought had his nipples hard and his cock going from half-hard to painful and aching.
He crossed the room without a word to either, throwing a leg over Loch’s lap and slanting his mouth over his, pushing his tongue inside the moment the alpha opened for him. Loch’s hands went to his ass immediately, a low rumble emanating from his chest. Fen made a pleased sound as the alpha squeezed the flesh in his hands hard enough to hurt.
Fen’s hands slid down Loch’s chest, then up underneath the hem, and he made another low moan when his hands touched bare skin. Fen could feel Ollie’s eyes on them, could smell the omega’s interest.
“Hey, gorgeous,” Loch said against his lips before inhaling deeply. “Fuck, you smell good.”
“Mm,” Fen agreed. “Can you taste Seth’s cum on my tongue?”
The animalistic noise Loch made shot fire straight to Fen’s crotch, making his cock kick in his pants. Loch bit Fen’s tongue, then sucked on it filthily.
“I went down on him…” Fen murmured each time their lips parted. “Ate him out, fucked him with my tongue…my fingers…sucked him off until he came down my throat.”
“Such a good boy,” Loch rasped, biting at Fen’s jaw then soothing over the nip with a lick.
“Do I taste like him, alpha?”
“Mm,” Loch rumbled. “And you. Together, you taste even better.”
“Need your knot, alpha. Need you to fuck me. I’m so empty,” he said, breathless.
Loch’s growl and forced exhalation let Fen know that he would get what he needed. Teeth scraped his cheek, then lower as he pushed his face against Fen’s neck, biting over his mating mark. Heat shocked through him at the feel of the alpha’s teeth on his throat. Nothing ever made him feel as wanted as Loch’s teeth sinking into his flesh.
“Take me to bed. I want you to fuck me where I can still smell him,” Fen said shamelessly.
“You’re such a slut. Begging your alpha to knot you while you taste of another omega. Begging me to fuck you where you can still smell another omega. Dirty,” Loch murmured, finding Fen’s mouth and fucking his tongue inside before he could answer.
“You like that I’m a slut like this. You love watching me with the others, especially our pretty little Seth. He makes the cutest sounds when he comes. I bet Saint’s got him bouncing on his cock as we speak. Think we’ll be able to hear them while you fuck me?”
Loch gave another snarl, then stood with Fen in his arms, leaving the omega no choice but to wrap his legs around his waist. Fenny twisted to look at Ollie. “Wanna come, too? We can grab Deke? Have a little party in our bed?”
Ollie seemed to think about it, then shook his head. “I’m tired, and Deke is doing that thing where he acts like everything is fine but, really, it’s upsetting him. I need to go try to cheer him up.”
Fen pouted but then huffed out a breath. “The two of us making out while our alphas fuck us would probably cheer him up.”
Ollie turned crimson to the tips of his ears. “Still, I think I need to try a conversation first.”
Fen made an unhappy sound. “Fine, but if you change your mind, maybe you can join us for round two.”
“Round two?” Loch said, exasperated. “I’m not in rut, you know. I’m an old man. I can only take so much.”
Fen rolled his eyes. “You’re barely in your thirties, grandpa. Calm down.”
“Night,” Ollie said, not heading upstairs but to the kitchen.
Fen only had a moment to wonder what Ollie would do in there before Loch was on him once more, soft lips molding over his, walking him from the room and into the hallway. It was a testament to how much Fen trusted the alpha’s natural grace that he thought nothing of Loch kissing him so thoroughly while carrying him up a marble staircase.
Fen trusted him in all things, really. He would have let him fuck him right there, with the marble cold and painful beneath his knees, or bent over the hard metal railing while it dug into his skin. But maybe that was less about trust and more about the desperate need building inside him.
“Fuck, sunshine. You’re leaking right through your pants. So wet for me,” Loch said against his lips.
“You have no idea. I want it so bad. I spent the last hour getting Seth off and all I wanted was you.”
Loch broke their kiss to press his lips against Fen’s ear. “Yeah? What did you want?”
“Your knot, alpha. I’m so empty. I’m aching. Nobody fucks me like you do. Nobody’s knot feels as good,” Fen mumbled, burying his face in Loch’s neck, kitten licking over his mating mark.
“Yeah, baby? Need alpha’s knot? Need me to fuck your tight little hole?”
Fen whined against his skin. “Yes, fuck. Please. Just use me. I don’t even need your fingers first. Just bend me over and fuck me. Please, alpha.”
Fen didn’t lift his head when Loch opened the door or closed it. He was still worrying the alpha’s skin between his teeth when he was tossed unceremoniously onto the mattress. Fen didn’t even care. He liked Loch’s roughness, not just because it was what Fen needed right at that moment but because it meant Loch trusted that he knew what he wanted and just wanted to give it to him.
Loch’s large hands gripped him, flipping him onto his stomach and dragging him back, pulling at him until his ass was in the air and his chest was flat against the mattress. The sound of fabric ripping was loud in the otherwise silent room. Fen bit his lip as he smiled, hiding his face in the crook of his arm.
“Hope these weren’t your favorite,” Loch murmured, voice rolling over Fen like silk.
Fen’s breaths came faster as cool air hit the wet skin of his ass and thighs, making him shiver. Loch grunted in approval, his fingers running along Fen’s inner thigh. There was a sucking sound and then a wet pop as Loch sucked the taste of him from his finger.
“So good,” the alpha muttered, almost like he was talking to himself.
Fen blushed, preening. His alpha loved him so much. Fen wiggled his ass in the air, hoping to entice him to move faster. He was so fucking empty.
A hard smack across his ass cheek knocked a moan from behind his teeth.
“Fuck, you really are acting like a slut, baby,” Loch said approvingly.
Fen bit back another smile. “Then treat me like one.”
Loch huffed out a startled laugh. “Christ.”
Fen’s cock leaked onto the sheets below as he heard the sound of Loch’s belt buckle. Fen’s body had a damn near pavlovian response to that sound now. If Loch ever stopped wearing belts, he might cry. Maybe he could get Loch to spank him with it one day? The thought had him clenching, more slick leaking from him.
Loch shifted Fen just a bit, putting him where he wanted. The sheet beneath his cheek was still wet and a little cold. He bit back a laugh as he realized why.
“I told them…” he mused, almost under his breath.
“Told them what?” Loch asked, fucking his cock between Fen’s slick-soaked crack.
“That you’d probably fuck me with my face in Seth’s slick,” he said smugly.
Another hard smack stole his breath as Loch said, “You’re really fucking filthy, you know that?”
“You love it,” Fen murmured.
Loch didn’t answer. All Fen’s air left him in a rush as Loch breached him without warning, burying himself to the hilt in one hard thrust. Fen moaned, his cock throbbing, drooling pre-cum onto the sheets below.
He pulled almost all the way out, then thrust back in hard enough to almost knock Fen over. “How do you want it?”
“Use me,” Fen heard himself say. “Just…treat me like a sex toy. Fuck me to get yourself off.”
“Jesus Christ, Fenny,” Loch muttered, his fingers tightening painfully around his hips.
Loch gave him what he asked for. He put his hand on Fen’s lower back, forcing him to arch how he wanted him, placing one knee on the bed for leverage. Loch’s pace was brutal from the outset, his hips pistoning hard and fast like a fucking machine.
Fen’s eyes rolled back. He was unable to do anything but brace himself so he wasn’t catapulted onto his face. Every time Loch bottomed out, bliss—white hot and addictive—pooled in his belly, driving him closer to the edge. He could hear himself babbling, whining, begging. Tears and drool pooled on the mattress beneath him, mixing with Seth’s slick.
Fen clutched at the sheets below, his cheek rubbing the fabric with every thrust. His thunderous heartbeat roared in his ears, nearly drowning out the filthy sound of skin on skin…the squelch of Loch’s cock fucking Fen’s slick back into him…their ragged breathing. It was all so much.
“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh…Oh, God,” he chanted. “Oh, fuck. It’s so good. You feel so good. You’re so deep…so deep…I swear I can feel you…here.”
Fen slipped a hand beneath himself, pressing his palm to his lower belly. “Oh, my God,” he moaned. “I—fuck, alpha, I really can feel you. Feel…” he slurred.
Loch slapped his ass once more, then draped himself over Fen’s back. “Yeah, baby? Can you feel me? Feel me deep inside?”
Fen tried to talk but all that came out was a series of garbled almost sounds.
Loch wrapped his arm around Fen, pulling him upright so his back was to Loch’s chest, splaying his much larger hand over Fen’s, pressing down.
Fen whined at the sudden pressure in his abdomen, his cock slapping painfully against his skin with every hard thrust. “You’re…so big. So deep. So deep inside me…”
Loch batted Fen’s hand away, replacing it with his own. “Oh, fuck. You like that? Like how deep alpha gets? Like when I fill you up?”
Fen nodded his head rapidly, too far gone to be embarrassed by his eagerness. “Yes, alpha. Love it. Love you. You fuck me so good.”
“Nobody gives it to you like me, huh?” Loch grunted into his ear. “Nobody fills you up like I do.”
Fen was melting inside, pleasure pulsing through him as much from Loch’s words as from the feel of his cock dragging over his prostate with every hard thrust. “Nobody. Nobody. Just you. Just you,” he gasped.
“That’s right. You were made for me. Made for this. Made to take my cock.”
Fen’s head fell onto Loch’s shoulder. “Yes. Yes. Yes. Made just for you.”
“You love it. Need to be filled all the time. That’s why alpha has to share you with the others. ‘Cause your greedy little hole needs to be stuffed all the time.”
Fun moaned, but nodded again. “Yes, need it. Love it.”
“Yeah, you do. So greedy. You feel so good on my cock,” Loch muttered.
They were both too far gone to guard their words, letting whatever dirty thoughts entered their heads to fall from their mouths.
“Need your knot, alpha. Need you to fill me up.”
“Already?” Loch rasped. “You really are desperate.”
“I’m sorry. Please. Please, alpha. I’ve been good. Aren’t I good? I’m good,” he said, desperation turning his words into a whine.
Loch bit down on Fen’s earlobe, growling, “I think you can beg better than that.”
Fen whimpered. “Please. Please, alpha. I need it. Need you. Need you to fill me up. Knock me up. Put your babies in me. I’ve been so good for you. I deserve it. Please, alpha.”
Loch groaned at Fen’s words, somehow pounding into him even faster. Fen could feel his knot forming, swelling rapidly, gasping each time it fucked past his abused rim. Fen could feel that tension building in his belly, pushing him closer and closer.
Fen cried out as Loch’s knot punched past that tight ring of muscle one final time, then locked inside. Loch didn’t stop, his hips rutting against Fen’s desperately. His knot continued to swell, putting the most delicious pressure on Fen’s prostate, massaging it with every aborted jerk of Loch’s hips against his ass. Fen wanted to touch himself, to help in some way, but the molten pleasure bubbling in his core had rendered him useless, his arms hanging limp at his sides as Loch punched pathetic little noises past his lips.
Loch seemed to understand. He wrapped a large hand around Fen’s cock, swiping at the tip with his thumb, working the wetness over his shaft. He jerked him off at the same brutal pace with which he’d fucked him, the slightly abrasive catch and slide just this side of painful.
“Come on, sunshine. Come for me. I want to feel you come on my knot, love the way you clench around me, milking my cock into your slutty little hole.”
Fen’s vision went white, a near euphoric bliss pulsing through him as he came, spilling over Loch’s fist onto his hand and the already dirty sheets below. Loch groaned into his ear, his hips grinding against Fen’s ass as warmth flooded his belly. “Fuck, nothing feels as good as you coming on my knot,” he panted. “Fuck. Fuck.”
After a moment, Loch carefully arranged them so they were on their sides, doing their best to avoid any wet spots. Loch’s hand lay on Fen’s belly possessively.
“That was…” Loch trailed off with a breathless laugh.
Fen laughed, too, then winced as Loch’s knot tugged from the insides. “Yeah, it really was.”
They laid there in comfortable silence, Loch’s breath tickling Fen’s neck as he exhaled.
Fen startled as Loch said, “I love you.”
Happiness flooded Fen’s system. “I love you, too.”
Loch peppered kisses into Fen’s hair, onto his ear, his cheek, giving another sigh that was pure contentment. Fen melted into it, letting all their problems fade away for just a few minutes. Tomorrow would likely bring a whole new mess of revelations that would turn their worlds upside down once more.
But that was tomorrow Fenny’s problem. Tonight’s Fen just wanted to enjoy this moment of calm with the person who loved him most in the world.
Everything else could wait.