Chapter 23
Chapter
Twenty-Three
ANSEL
“Am I your snack now?” I tease him, picking him up and allowing his long legs to wrap around my waist. My hands squeeze and massage his muscles, and he preens like a cat as he enjoys my touch.
All the walking in the city is helping his muscle tone, and the painting will help develop the muscles in his arms as well. Sometimes, it’s not about lifting weights and running, but understated artistic strength.
“I think cock is a good midnight snack,” he mutters, dropping his head to run his nose up the column of my throat.
“Oh it’s the best kind,” I chuckle. “Want a taste before you fuck me? I definitely think there’s lube, now that I think about it, in the living room.”
“We should have it in every drawer,” he teases me.
We. Fuck yes. Slowly, Winter and Bellamy are becoming part of both our pack and home. Walking through our house, I carry him to the living room. Breaking shit can wait for another day when that’s necessary, but sex is just as good to burn off the energy he has after his nightmare.
“I’ll have Shi add it to his lists. It’ll be fun to see if he adds it to the Grocery List on the fridge that the cleaning lady sees or his Sex Toy list,” I say.
“There’s a sex toy list?” Bellamy snorts, amused.
“Oh yeah. Cassidy wants a knotted anal plug for herself, so that’s on the list.”
“For…herself?” he asks, eyes wide.
“Can’t knot train otherwise,” I tease him. “Can you imagine the three of you spread out in the bed getting fucked?”
The smell of his candied apple scent gets stronger, and I grin wider.
“You can, can’t you?”
“Why does that sound so hot when you describe it?” he grumbles, his feet hitting the ground as he releases me.
Pulling my shirt up, he helps me out of it and he sighs.
“It should be a crime to look this good,” he says.
“I break enough laws on a daily basis, so I’m glad it’s not.” My smirk quickly drops as Bellamy uses his tongue to map out my chest, kissing, licking and sucking until his knees hit the ground.
My breaths are ragged as he gazes up at me, his fingers already twisting in the band of my sleeping pants.
“Doing okay there, big guy?” he asks.
“Peachy,” I murmur, watching as he pulls my pants down slowly until my cock bounces out of them. “I fucking love the way you look at me.”
“It’s the prettiest dick I’ve ever seen, other than my own,” he admits.
Kicking out of my pants, I watch as he wraps his hand around my dick, his eyes glued to the precum already collecting at my slit. He laps at the sticky, salty sweet treat, groaning before swallowing around my crown.
My eyes cross as my heart begins to pound, and I groan as the wetness of his mouth sinks further down my shaft until he’s making himself gag.
“Fuck,” I gasp. “Pull back a little and then swallow around the gag, baby boy.”
Bellamy bobs slowly up and down, getting used to my length and girth.
He doesn’t have to tell me that I’m his first consensual blow job, I know it just based on what he’s told me.
Being sedated relaxes your reflexes and inhibitions, and it’s a completely different experience than sucking cock when you have your full faculties.
“So good,” I moan, my hand wrapping around his throat to tilt his head back further as I thrust.
I watch for cues of fear or discomfort, but he relaxes more as I take control.
“You look so fucking good with my cock down your throat,” I murmur. “Maybe our version of a game night will be you, Cassidy, and Winter on your knees with your alphas surrounding you as you suck our cocks.”
He really seems to enjoy that as he strangles my cock with his throat.
“Bonding around a circle jerk has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?” I chuckle. “Fuck. Are you going to swallow my cum, Bellamy? I’m close.”
Nodding, he pulls down his pants to release his cock, and coats his fingers with his own slick. Continuing to swallow down my cock, he slides his fingers deep into my ass as my head drops back. My knot brushes his lips with each thrust, and he has drool escaping down his chin.
He looks like my favorite kind of temptation. I bottom as easily as I top, so I’m really enjoying how good he looks on his knees.
“Goddamn, you don’t play fair,” I groan, shuddering as I empty my knot down his throat. It's been awhile since I’ve come since I haven’t had much sex recently.
When Abbott started to ice Cassidy out, we all simply stopped wanting to do anything sexually. It didn’t seem fair, and his reasoning for it was so fucking dumb. What started as a joke, lasted longer than it should have.
Words have power, and we can’t ever forget that.
The cum spills from Bellamy’s lips as he struggles to swallow it all down, and it’s one of the prettiest things I’ve ever fucking seen.
Pulling my cock slowly from his lips, I enjoy everything about this. His chest heaves as he tries to get his breathing in control, and his saliva string continues to connect his tongue to the tip of my cock.
“Did you save me any cum? Or did you get it all over your chin instead of swallowing it?” I tease him.
“Oh, I swallowed a lot of it, I just didn’t expect there to be so much,” he chuckles, taking my hand as I help him stand. His voice sounds a little odd, and I raise my brow in confusion. “I suppose you should clean the rest of me up with your tongue, huh? There’s also a present…”
There’s a pool of cum on his tongue and I grin as I pull him to the couch arm and sit. Bellamy leaves his pants in a pool of clothing on the ground, not concerned about being naked in the least anymore.
I’m glad we all know about the brand now, but I hate they both felt so much shame surrounding it.
“Gimme,” I say, opening my mouth wide. He’s now taller than me, and he shows zero hesitation as he allows the collected cum to spill from his mouth into mine.
My cock’s at half mast, but it’s quickly finding that a refractory period is a joke when it comes to being around my omegas.
Licking my lips, I swallow my cum.
“Thank you for sharing, now let me clean up my messy boy.”
Standing, I kiss him hard, my tongue searching for every drop of my cum to take it back before sucking on his chin. My hand reaches for the drawer next to the couch, pulling it out to blindly find the lubricant.
We haven’t turned on any lights, and I don’t intend to. I don’t want to wake anyone up, because so many of us need to catch up on sleep. I also don’t really want to share Bellamy right now either.
He’s mine.
Drizzling some lube in my hand, I wrap it around both our cocks, pressing them together. I have to bend my knees slightly to get the right height, but it’s not a big deal as I continue to kiss him as I jerk us off together.
“Oh fuck, why does that feel so good,” he moans.
“There’s so many things we need to show you,” I say, nipping at his lips. “We’re going to start with you fucking my tight hole.”
“This feels like we’re jumping to expert level on a video game,” he snorts, making me chuckle.
“Pretty sure you can handle it,” I tease him, releasing our cocks to bend over the arm of the couch. “Why don’t you show me that the confidence is well placed.”
He takes the bottle of lube with his nerves showing before he nods as I watch him over my shoulder.
“What if I hurt you?” he asks.
“Not possible. I take Abbott’s cock in the ass,” I shrug.
I conveniently leave out that it’s been a while since I’ve had anal. I like the bite of pain, so I’m not worried.
Hands spread my ass as I face forward again, and Bellamy surprises me by dragging his tongue against my hole. My body flinches since I’m not expecting it, before letting him continue. He pushes his tongue into my asshole, eating me out until my legs are shaking and I’m gasping.
Fuck, I need to come again. I hope Cassidy is ready to give the cleaning lady a raise because we’re going to make a mess tonight. She’s the nice one, she can deal with Patricia.
“Bellamy,” I gasp. He pushes two fingers into my hole, and I hiss as he stretches me. “More, give it to me.”
“So bossy,” Bellamy says, smacking my ass. He hisses as I clench around his fingers, making me grin.
“Hurt me, Daddy,” I tease him.
“Shh. No, nope, absolutely not!”
I roar with laughter as he pulls his fingers free and stands.
“I bet you’re yucking it up,” he grumbles, kicking my legs apart.
“Are you going to fuck me now?” I ask, trying to keep myself from looking too eager. I can’t help it. I want his first, his cock, and to have him realize there’s no need for fear in this.
I’m well aware his heat suppressant drugs no longer work. It could happen at any time, especially with his alphas surrounding him every day. Our omegas are little ticking time bombs, able to become omega gremlins of slick, need, and desperate for knots.
While I’m excited for it, I don’t want Bellamy to be afraid of sex. I’ve noticed how he holds himself back, allowing the focus to be on Winter. This pack is about equal attention.
I’ll gladly sacrifice my ass for the cause.
“So impatient,” Bellamy grumbles, spanking my ass again before he presses his cock against my asshole.
I force myself to relax, my hands fisting the cushions as he slowly fills me up. My eyes roll back at how good it feels, and his hands squeeze my hips to the point of pain.
“Fuck. Does that feel as good for you as it does me?” Bellamy groans.
“Yes,” I moan. His cock is the perfect size to get me back into bottoming. “Fuck. I need you to move.”
His hips draw back and slam back into me, and I cry out as he does.
“More,” I gasp. “Don’t fucking stop.”
“I don’t think I could,” he confesses. He pounds into me, forcing me onto my toes with each thrust as he fucks me. His cock hits my prostate perfectly, and I gasp as he pulls out.
“No,” I complain, letting him help me up.
“Don’t be a baby,” he grins, pushing me until I’m sitting on the edge. “I want to watch your face when we come together. Jack yourself off until you come on us both.”
“I like that idea best,” I mutter, lifting my feet onto either side of the couch arm. I’m already convinced we’re going to make a mess, may as well lean into it. “Now come put your dick back in me.”
Leaning back on my hands, I grin as he steps between my thighs and does exactly that. His cock is wet from the mixture of lube, spit from him eating my asshole, and his own slick.
Breathing slowly, I drop my head back as I watch him. His thrusts bounce my cock against my abs as he keeps my thighs open, and he groans as he watches where our bodies meet. The moonlight shining through the window acts as a spotlight as we enjoy each other.
“Yes,” I groan. “Fuck, I’m just going to have you live in my ass.”
“Try to make me leave,” Bellamy says, his hand moving to my ass to pull me higher on the arm of the couch. “Ahhh!”
“Yes!” I yell, the angle deeper as he fucks me.
His other hand wraps around my cock, and he fists it as he strokes it with fast, controlled strokes. My body feels heavy as my knot swells, and I can hardly breathe. I’m going to come again.
“Come…with me!” I moan.
“I’m close,” Bellamy says, his face showing pain as he hurtles toward his release.
I start to get lightheaded as my cock twitches hard and ropes of cum begin to paint my abs.
“So fucking sexy,” he groans, shuddering. I can feel him come as he fills my ass with it, and I moan as his thrusts break their rhythm.
Pulling me up, his lips smash onto mine as I hug him. I’m getting cum on him and neither of us care. Bellamy pushes me back so he can lick up my cum, and I get lost in how good that feels until his teeth bite down.
“Harder,” I groan, unthinkingly. “Yes, oh God!”
Bellamy whimpers as we shudder in pleasure together, and then I feel something different inside of me. Eyes wide, he looks up at me, terror and fear in his eyes. There’s a little blood on his lips, and I realize he accidentally broke skin.
“Don’t freak out!”
My legs wrap around his waist to keep him close, and I gasp as his cock twitches and gets hard inside of me again.
“I’m okay if you’re okay,” I promise him. “What happened?”
I know we’re bonded, I can feel it solidifying between us, just like I can fucking feel the terror inside of him. I don’t like that part.
“I…was tasting your cum, and then the next second, I needed to bite you,” he whispers, his eyes wide.
“Good,” I reply.
“I…I didn’t ask, there wasn’t a conversation!” he hisses, worried.
“The only conversation that needs to ever happen is the one we have with you about biting you or Winter. We’re already yours. We’re just waiting to be claimed, baby,” I say with a grin.
“Fair’s fair,” he growls, swallowing as he stares at me, giving me his arm. “I want it somewhere people can see. Please, bite me, Ansel.”
Well, consent doesn’t get clearer than that. There’s no other thoughts in my mind, other than to do exactly what he wants. The bond is already there on his side, it’ll just itch until it’s completed.
At least, that’s what I tell myself, because the only thing screaming deep inside is ‘mine’.
My omega, my mate, my scent match. Nothing else matters.
My teeth ache, and I groan as I bite down on Bellamy’s forearm. The bite will turn into a translucent scar everyone can see once it heals. Everyone will know he’s taken, bonded, and mine.
Bellamy’s eyes are glassy as I lift my head, and I grin as I hug him tightly.
“Let’s go shower and go to bed?” I suggest.
“Sounds good,” he says, yawning. “I think I’m ready.”
The words feel weighted with meaning, and I sigh happily at the completed bond. Late night snacks are fun.