Chapter 34 #2
“So, what are our plans for the night?” Bee asks, leaning against the counter as I wipe down the stove. “Video games? Action movies? You and Sly spit-roasting me?”
Caging him against the counter, I press my hips to his, my hard length pushing against him and our noses bumping from how close I’m standing. “You’re tight, bubbly ass is going to warm my cock while we game. And if you’re a good little slut, I’ll let you suck his cock while I give you my knot.”
Bee whimpers, his sandalwood and vetiver scent thickening.
“Can we finish cleaning the kitchen before you two start fucking?” Emmett asks, his voice nasally with feigned annoyance.
“’S okay to be jealous, Em,” Bellamy teases, ducking between my arms to smack a wet kiss to his cheek. Emmett makes a noise and wipes his cheek, glowering at my mate.
“All that’s left is the trash. It’s too late to take it out tonight, so I’ll run it down in the morning.”
“With that, I will be retiring to my bedroom. Enjoy your debauchery, asshole.” He bumps into Bellamy’s shoulder and flips him off. Bee laughs and blows him a kiss.
Dropping the rags in the laundry room, I swap everything over. Small things like this make work for our pack easier. We all pitch in where we can.
I choke when I walk into the living room and find Bellamy bent over the edge of the couch, stretching himself. “Feeling impatient, Beta?”
Placing my hands on either side of his ass, I spread him wide, watching with rapt fascination as his fingers glide deep into his hole. He’s a beautiful, horny, energetic man. One I love deeply.
“Seems like you two are having fun.” Sterling plasters himself to my back. “Are we stuffing our slutty little Beta with our cum?”
Bellamy moans, his hips jerking against the couch.
“He’s going to warm my cock while we play through our weekly missions in Termination.”
Taking the lube from the couch cushion, I squirt a bunch in my palm and shove my shorts down to coat my cock. Sly’s hand wraps around mine, his grip firm as he strokes me. My head falls back, resting against his. Fuck, that feels good.
“And if he misbehaves?”
I let Sly guide my tip to Bellamy’s hole. He gasps as I push in, slowly filling him. “Then he can watch you fuck me instead of getting both our cocks later.”
When my hips are flush with Bee’s ass, I pull out and thrust back in, teasing him with a few hard strokes before I grip his torso and carry him over to the beanbag chairs. I sink deeper into him when we sit, my cock twitching from how good he feels wrapped around me.
“Here’s your controller.” Sterling passes one to each of us and starts the game.
The next hour and a half is torture of the best variety. Every shift of my body rocks Bellamy on my cock, grinding his ass against my partially swollen knot. He whimpers, barely able to focus on the game.
We complete the last mission, and he collapses back against me, chest heaving. “Fates, please fuck me already. I’m going to come without you moving.”
Sterling grabs our controllers and puts them on the charger. His knees hit the floor between my spread legs, a smirk on his lips as he leans in to lick the pre-cum from Bellamy’s length. “You have been a very good boy, haven’t you brat?”
“Yes. Uh huh. The goodest boy.”
“Has he earned his reward, X?”
Humming, I wrap my hand around Bellamy’s throat and twist his head to face me. Our mouths meet in a messy kiss, my teeth digging into his bottom lip and dragging it out. “I suppose he has.”
Sterling’s scent swells, his eyes half-lidded as he joins our kiss. His tongue tangles with ours, a sensual dance that makes me harder. “Bedroom?”
I jerk my head, slowly pushing to my feet and lifting Bellamy by his thighs. We waddle to the bedroom, both of us groaning as each step shifts my cock deep within him.
“I’m gonna melt into a puddle of horny pre-cum,” he whines.
Setting him on the edge of my bed, I push on his back until he’s face-level with Sly’s cock. “Take your prize, Bee, while I fuck you.”
My grip on his waist is tight, holding him in place as I glide in and out of his ass, each thrust angled to hit the place I know will make him scream. He clamps around me, making the sloppiest, wettest sounds as he sucks Sly off.
“That’s it, brat. Your throat was made to swallow my cock. Play with my balls. I want you choking on a mouthful of my cum before Onyx knots you.”
Leaning over, I let Bellamy take some of my weight and pull Sly’s mouth to mine, devouring his grunts and moans.
“Fuck,” he grits out, tearing himself away from me. His hips jerk in quick bursts, one of his hands buried in Bee’s hair. “Swallow me down. Yeah, just like that.”
I pummel into Bellamy harder, watching as Sly shudders and fills our Beta’s mouth. When he collapses onto his heels, I pull Bee against me and lick into his mouth, tasting my Alpha mate’s release on his tongue.
“Oh, I-I’m gonna—“
Taking Bellamy’s cock in my hand, I jerk him hard, using my grip on his torso to pull him down, edging my knot into his ass. It pops into place, swelling and stretching him wide open.
“Fuck.”
Cum coats my hand as he comes, shaking in my arms. I clean his release from my hand as I grind against him, stilling when my own orgasm reaches its peak. Warmth floods his ass, each kick of my cock drawing another whimper from his lips.
We shift onto the bed, limbs piled on top of each other, and trade sleepy kisses. “Love you,” I mumble before I fall asleep.