7. Joker
Chapter seven
A shiver runs down my spine and right to my cock as Bones’s voice comes through the comms, and I swallow roughly. Our bond sings with his desire, which only makes me more excited for what’s to come.
“Are you hard for me, baby boy?” Bones purrs, cutting right to the chase.
I let out a whimper, nodding before I remember that he can’t see me.
“Yes, Alpha.”
“Good boy. Keep your hands at your sides for me. I’ll tell you when you can touch that greedy, omega cock.”
I grit my teeth, but obey, grabbing fistfuls of the sheets just for something to hang on to. The material is of a cheap thread count, rough enough against my palms to ground me and keep me focused. I can already feel my cock leaking against my boxers, a little wet patch forming around the head.
Cross chuckles, a low, sultry sound. “Such a good, little cock slut, isn’t he?”
“The best in the world.”
Bones’s praise makes me twitch in my pants and I let out a breathy moan. “All for you, Alpha, and for you, Mr. Cross.”
“You sound so fucking desperate. A few words and I’ve already got you turning to mush? I’m almost disappointed,” Bones coos, and I let out a little growl.
“I’ve gone all day without getting off. And it’s been torture,” I whine, fully pouting and unashamed.
“Which means you’ve got a whole day’s worth of cum in your balls,” Cross adds.
I hum out an affirmative response, my hand twitching at my side. Fucking Christ, I’ve never wanted to touch my cock more now that I’ve been told I can’t.
“Should I make him listen to you sucking me off, C?” Bones asks almost casually.
“I don’t know if he’d be able to handle all of that, B. It could be too much for his slutty omega brain, and he could blow his load before we’re done with him,” Cross answers.
I growl again, my defiance flaring to life. “I can take it,” I grit out, moving my hands under my ass. If I give my peachy cheeks a squeeze, then that’s my little secret. They said I couldn’t touch my cock but they failed to specify any other body part.
“If you’re a good boy and listen real close, I’ll think about letting you come. How does that sound, baby?”
I smirk, a plan forming in my head. “Game on,” I reply.
Bones chuckles darkly, which would be enough to send lesser mortals fleeing for the hills. But it only makes my cock leak more.
“Come here, C. I need to taste my perfect beta’s mouth,” Bones snarls.
It shouldn’t be this hot to listen to other people making out, but I have to swallow a groan at the obscene sounds coming through my earpiece.
I can picture them, a rare moment of intimacy between my prime alpha and his chosen beta, the masks gone and their exquisite lips moving together, a push and pull dance practiced many times until they can do it on instinct alone.
“Fuck, you taste so good. Need more,” Bones growls, the sound reverberating down our bond and making my cock twitch.
Cross’s sharp intake of breath and subsequent moan has me shuddering. My eyes roll back for a moment as a phantom stab of pleasure-pain blooms in my neck. “Did he bite you? Fuck, that’s so hot.”
“Right on my bond mark. Can you feel it? How good he’s making me feel?” Cross pants.
A surge of pleasure washes up into my chest like a wave on the shore, and I have to muffle my moan with my fist. The connection between us is wide open, and my shoulder aches as if I have Bones’s teeth in me, too.
But more than that, there’s a sharp aftertaste of longing, strong enough to make the backs of my eyes burn.
“I miss you, too, Alpha,” I whisper into the darkness.
“Don’t get sentimental on us now, Jokes. We’ve barely begun,” Cross teases, but there’s a warm brush of affection along our connection, not as strong as it has to pass through Bones on its way to me, but I can still taste his spicy flavor on the back of my tongue.
“Well, get to it. I’ve got to get my beauty sleep before the staff come pounding on my door,” I throw back, laughing softly.
Bones growls a low warning, and I grin. It’s almost too easy to get under his skin sometimes. But that’s half the fun. And since I’m not in his line of sight, he won’t be able to punish me for misbehaving. Though Bones has a memory longer than his already impressive dick.
“You’ll have to tell me who gives better head, Alpha,” I say, laughing at my own joke.
“Oh, there’s no comparison, baby boy. You might be able to take my knot in your mouth, but Cross has this little trick,” Bones says, going a little breathless.
It’s then that I realize I can’t hear Cross anymore, just the soft slurping coming from the background of Bones’s line.
“What’s he doing, Alpha? Tell me how good he’s making you feel,” I push, my hips flexing as I try to seek friction that isn’t there.
“Oh, baby boy. You’ll have to try this when you get home. Cross is being so good for me, those pretty, green eyes looking up at me as he—fuck, just like that, love—runs that piercing up and down,” Bones says, cutting himself off as he gasps.
I lick my lips, moving my hands on my thighs, gripping my muscles hard. “Our beta has the prettiest eyes,” I sigh, picturing them and smiling.
“I can’t wait until you’re back in my arms, baby. I’m going to have you bent over the nearest fucking surface the moment I see you. You’ve gone too long without my cum inside you already,” Bones mutters through panting breaths.
“I know, Alpha. But you’ll have so much time to make up for, to breed me like the cum slut I am,” I reply, my cock throbbing in time with my racing pulse.
“You’re my cum slut. My perfect, little breeding bitch,” Bones snaps, almost feral.
“I’m yours, Alpha. All yours.”
My alpha purrs in response, and I hear the faint sounds of gagging for a moment before Cross gasps for air.
“Breathe, my love. Stroke your cock for me,” Bones instructs almost tenderly.
“Me, too, Alpha?” I ask hopefully.
“Not yet, baby. Patience.”
I let out a pouty whine. I’m two minutes away from telling him to go fuck himself and wanking off anyway.
“Aww is the dirty little omega mad? Go on, touch yourself. Find out what happens if you do,” Cross taunts.
Bones laughs, and it sets my teeth to grinding. I’ve been caught by the trap before, though the bait is just as tempting this time as it is every time.
“Fuck you both,” I snap, though it lacks my usual heat.
“How about we just fuck each other and make you listen? It would remind you what you get when you listen to your alpha,” Cross counters.
“You wouldn’t dare.”
My heart kicks in my chest, riding the line between obedience and desire, the heady rush of endorphins under my skin the most addictive feeling. No drug on the street or behind a counter could ever make me feel these things, and I’ve tried most of them.
“Wouldn’t I? You want to test that? Because I’ll fuck our beta all night if I have to, letting him come over and over, filling his ass with my seed until he’s overflowing. And you’ll be stuck listening, wishing it was you under me instead.”
My eyes roll back as I picture it, and the longing in my chest is my own this time. Their combined heavy breathing fills my ear, the unmistakable sound of slicked hands moving against skin behind them.
“If you beg real pretty for me, baby boy, I might let you come with us. Do you want that?”
I whine wordlessly, my hips bucking as I fight against my submissive nature. I would carve out my own lungs with a dull spoon if Bones asked for them, but I always struggle telling him what I need.
“I’m getting close, Jokes. You better listen before it’s too late,” Cross says, his voice cracking slightly as he swallows.
I growl, slamming my fists on the shitty mattress below me. “Fucking please, then. Let me come, too.”
Bones laughs low in his throat. “We can work on your manners when you get back. But you’ve been patient enough. Go on.”
He doesn’t need to tell me twice. I don’t even bother removing my joggers, just lowering them enough to free my cock. I spit in my hand before I start to stroke my length furiously. I’m so pent up and the pleasure of those first few touches takes my breath away.
“Talk to me, baby,” Bones orders in a husky grunt.
I moan, trying to stay quiet, but hardly giving a shit. If God himself burst through the door right now, I’d tell him to wait his turn, and then probably shoot my load in his face for all the shit he’s put me through.
“I’m so fucking hard, Alpha. I’m throbbing in my hand, thinking about you shoving that big alpha cock deep inside me, filling my ass with so much cum that it’ll leak out from around your knot.”
My hips roll as I stroke fast and hard, my skin breaking out in goosebumps.
“And you’ll take my cock down that pretty throat, won’t you? You want us filling you up from both ends?” Cross snarls, sounding as much like an alpha as I’ve ever heard.
“Fuck, yes!” I moan out the words, back arching slightly.
“I’m gonna…fuck, you have ten seconds to come,” Bones barks.
His alpha authority washes over me like liquid fire, and my body obeys as he begins to count down. Higher and higher, our panting moans syncing until–
“One. Come. Now.”
Stars burst behind my eyes as my cock twitches in my hand. I have just enough wherewithal to throw the blanket off me, my cum landing in hot bursts across my chest and stomach. I stroke myself through it, gasping for air but my body is too full of pleasure to allow anything else in.
“Good boy, good fucking boy,” Bones rasps, his moans of release blending with Cross’s in my ear, like the perfect remix of my favorite song.
There’s a long moment where we’re silent, and I purr softly, too blissed out for words. Bones’s answering purr makes my whole body go warm, and I smile to myself.
“You all good, Jokes?” Cross asks, the first to recover.
“Never better, Doc,” I say with a giggle.
They both laugh warmly, which only makes me smile wider.
After I clean up, I lie back down, trying to keep warm under the overly thin, suffocation-proof blanket, listening to Cross and Bones talk about the mission. But their words don’t matter; hearing them is enough to allow my mind to settle, and sleep finds me quickly.