58. Chapter Fifty-Eight
Chapter Fifty-Eight
Zinn
Zinn and Valentin entered the bedroom to find Calder, Assa, and Wes lounging on the king-sized mattress, propped up against the headboard with pillows, lazily touching each other.
They had removed everything but their underwear.
Zinn was not surprised that Wes favored plain black boxer briefs, as Calder did, but Assa wore skimpy purple ones.
The sight of their bodies was nothing new. They’d been to the pool plenty of times together. But the idea that they were about to love each other with those bodies stoked a fire in Zinn.
His pulse quickened and he glanced sideways to see Valentin grinning. He had removed his shirt and socks and was working on unzipping his pants.
Assa leered at Zinn and made a vague up-and-down gesture. “Clothes off, omega. I wanna see it.”
Zinn huffed a laugh. “You’ve seen it, bestie. Don’t pretend like you haven’t.”
Assa knee-walked over to Zinn and pulled him to the edge of the mattress. Cupping Zinn’s balls over his sweats, he said, “I meant I want to see it up close.” He lifted Zinn’s shirt and kissed his way up his torso. “Very, very close.”
Valentin gently pushed Assa away. “Back against the pillows. Doctor’s orders.”
Assa hmphed but complied.
Zinn smiled, but the sensation of Valentin pressing in behind him quickly erased the levity from his face.
He felt movement, then heard fabric falling to the floor.
Closing his eyes, he leaned his head back against Valentin’s chest as the alpha rubbed his bare cock against him, rutting into the crease of his ass through the cotton.
“You’re okay?” Valentin asked, voice low and lust-drunk. “Ready?”
Zinn nodded dazedly, completely caught up in the moment.
Valentin pulled Zinn’s T-shirt off, tossing it to the floor.
He shivered as Valentin’s muscular arms wrapped around him and began trailing downward.
He felt the rough scratch of chest hair against his shoulder blades and took a moment to register that this version of Valentin was broader and firmer than the nineteen-year-old who had guided him through his first heat.
Zinn’s stomach trembled when Valentin skimmed his thumbs against the top of his waistband before pulling down, removing his sweats and briefs in one motion until they pooled at his ankles.
Valentin kicked their clothes to the side. Again, he ran his hands down Zinn’s chest, edging lower…lower…bypassing his cock to scratch his nails over his thighs. All the while, he continued rubbing his erection in Zinn’s ass.
Zinn opened his eyes to see that they had the other men’s complete attention. On the bed, Calder, Wes, and Assa had removed their underwear and were gripping their cocks, stroking idly.
“Touch me,” Zinn whimpered, shamelessly wiggling against Valentin’s erection as he threw his arm behind his head to grip the alpha’s neck.
His ass leaked slick like a river.
Valentin’s reply was a low growl, gravelly and possessive. But it was Calder’s answering rumble that had Zinn’s eyes widening.
“Touch. Him,” Calder commanded, using his alpha voice. His pine and clove scent swirled in the air, as did Valentin’s smoky sage. The combo was like nothing Zinn had ever smelled, and he was certain his own sugar maple was equally pungent.
“Yes, alpha,” Valentin said, and Zinn heard the teasing in his tone, even through their sex haze. There would be no head alpha in this relationship. All five men would meet each other as equals.
Valentin kept rutting in Zinn’s ass as he reached down to grab a firm hold of Zinn’s cock. He moved his hand up and down, enough to bring him pleasure but not to the brink of orgasm, mumbling words of love in his ear.
As Valentin touched him, Zinn took in Assa’s and Wes’s bodies.
Wes’s skin shone like polished bronze in the moonlit room.
A thick pelt of black hair on his chest traveled down his belly to his groin.
His cock was large, standing tall as he caressed it, his eyes trained on Valentin working Zinn’s shaft.
Assa’s chest was long and lean, covered in freckles and a smattering of red hair that gleamed amber-gold in the light.
He looked at Zinn and winked. In the back of his mind, Zinn had wondered how strong his sexual urges would be toward Assa—since they’d been such a good match as friends—but based on the way his mouth watered seeing the pink head of Assa’s cock peek out every time he stroked himself, he needn’t have been concerned.
Valentin mouthed at the juncture of his neck and shoulder, sucking a bruise into his skin. “How should we do this?”
Zinn released a breathy laugh. “You’re asking me? There are five of us in this room.”
“You’re the soul of our family, precious,” Assa said.
Valentin’s arms tightened around him. “It’s true.”
“You’re the bravest and the strongest, sunshine.”
“The best of us,” Wes agreed. “Our omega, just as we belong to you.”
“There won’t be anyone else for any of us,” Assa said. “Not after tonight.”
Valentin’s hand rested reverently on Zinn’s stomach. “You’ll be the daddy to any other children we have.”
Zinn’s heartbeat stuttered as Valentin kissed him again. He loved these men so much. Enough to ask for what he needed.
“Someday,” he said, “I’ll be in heat again, and I’ll want you all to take me.
” He crooked his elbows to cover Valentin’s forearms with his own.
“But I’m glad that isn’t happening now.” He looked at Wes and Assa.
“I’m glad that my first time with my beautiful betas will be when I’m in my right mind, not begging to be bred.
” He eyed Calder and then peeked over his shoulder at Valentin.
“Although I’m sure when the time comes, I’ll be perfectly happy to have our alphas give it their best shot. ”
“And we will.” Calder waggled his eyebrows.
“I’d like to touch you,” Zinn said to Wes. “And you,” he said to Assa. “And I wouldn’t mind seeing our big, strong alphas figure out how they want to be together.”
He pulled away from Valentin and began crawling up the bed as Calder stood. Wes scrambled to the side until Zinn knelt between the betas. Zinn grasped Assa’s erection, squeezing firmly before leaning over and swallowing Wes’s cock to the back of his throat.
Calder and Valentin fell into the side chair.
Zinn bobbed up and down, suctioning his cheeks around Wes’s shaft, savoring the salty drops of precum that landed on his tongue.
All the while, he watched with one eye as Calder pulled Valentin into his lap and gently cupped his cheek.
Valentin looked down shyly, chewing his lower lip until Calder tipped up his chin and gently pressed their mouths together.
“Fuck,” Wes whispered, watching the alphas. Zinn popped off Wes’s cock and slowed his hand on Assa’s shaft as the men in the bed looked toward the chair.
They watched as the tentative kiss between Calder and Valentin grew heated.
Zinn smelled the intensity of their scents as growls echoed throughout the room.
Zinn loved it when Calder was commanding in bed, but he’d never seen him this aggressive.
His handling of Valentin’s lips bordered on violence.
But it was clear that both men reveled in the push and pull.
They kissed and sucked at each other’s mouths, their tongues tangling and visible.
Zinn watched in awe as Calder’s finger trailed down Valentin’s back and dipped into his crease. The older alpha didn’t penetrate Valentin’s hole, but he wasn’t timid about teasing it.
“Have you ever…” Calder rasped.
Valentin nodded. “Sometimes, with Wes…it’s a rare treat.”
Calder swallowed, his expression curious. “I never have.”
“Would you want to?” Valentin whisper-asked.
“With you or Wes? Fuck yes.” He glanced at Zinn and Assa. “Or with…any of you?”
Zinn grinned. “No thanks, cap. We’ve been over this.”
Assa appeared thoughtful. “I’m okay topping Wes. But I’m not sure about an alpha, at least for now.”
“Whatever you want, sweetheart,” Valentin and Wes said in unison.
Zinn smiled, then laughed lightly.
“What?” Assa asked.
“Nothing. Only that we just negotiated something important in the middle of being totally filthy and horny. I don’t know why I thought we’d have to sit down in the den and calmly discuss who wants to top who, and what everyone likes, but that’s how I had it in my mind.
Instead, we’re figuring it out while I suck Wes’s dick. It’s great.”
Calder chuckled. “You are a treasure, sunshine. And you’re also right. It is great.” He pecked Valentin on the lips again.
Zinn ran his hand along Wes’s spit-slicked dick and shifted his body to take Assa in his mouth, tasting him for the first time.