Chapter Eighteen
Hale
Fiona, the enchantress that she was, crouched in front of me, naked, my cock in her hands. Her green eyes sparkled with mischief.
Were all omegas like this? Or just her? Whatever it was, Carlos’ omega really was something. When I smelled her need on the dance floor, heard her cries for us to do something about it, and then led us up here, I had no idea that she’d want to take charge.
I was all for it, otherwise I wouldn’t be tied to a chair with a bra and my hands bound with a scrunchie.
“Carlos, belt pack, front pocket,” I whispered, trying to talk around the headband. While I loved watching her with him, I wanted to be balls deep inside her. If he wanted to take her at the same time, well, we did promise to take her together.
He reached into the belt pack and found the condoms and lube. Carlos opened it for me and handed it to Fiona. She slid it over my cock, her eyes locked on mine, her movements slow and careful.
Standing, she impaled herself on my cock, straddling me in the chair.
I wasn't sure how comfortable it would be. At least, I didn’t think we would tip over.
It wasn’t like a dining room chair, but it wasn’t one of those big plush armchairs either; it was kind of a sturdy plastic chair with a roundish back.
Yeah I think we would be okay. Good thing it didn’t have arms.
Fiona started to ride me on the chair, her legs helping her move up and down on my cock, giving me a kiss over the headband.
“Mmmm, maybe this way.” She pulled down the headband and kissed me again. “Much better.”
Same. She didn’t put the headband back up.
I turned to Carlos. “Can we have her together from this position?”
Carefully, I slid my hands out of the scrunchie so I could hold her.
Carlos appraised the situation. “I think if I get on my knees?”
He got on his knees in front of us. Fuck, that was beautiful. Sure, he wasn’t on his knees for me, but it was sexy.
“I think this will work.” Taking the lube, he started playing with her ass.
“You are one amazing omega.” I kissed her long and deep as her peppermint scent surrounded me.
“Is everyone okay so far?” Carlos said softly.
Would this be more comfortable someplace else? Yes. Given that look on her face, would I stop us? No. Because she still felt incredible.
She was incredible.
“I’m okay,” she said softly.
“Me, too. Oh, I can’t wait to see you fuck her,” I told Carlos. Kissing him earlier had been fucking hot. Also, I was feeling pretty good between the recreational, the booze, and their arousal. Carlos seemed to enjoy himself too.
“Please, please,” Fiona finally gasped.
“I’ll go slow. Let me know if it’s too much,” Carlos told her. “You’re nice and wet between the lube and your slick, but I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re going to make her feel so good,” I assured, trying to put him at ease. I raised my arms so I could tangle them in his hair.
I watched enviously as he slowly slid his cock into Fiona’s pale ass. Though honestly it was my cock that I’d like to slide into his ass.
Pleasure erupted across Fiona’s face as we got into a rhythm–her and Carlos moving as one.
Would Carlos take me as well as Fiona took him?
“I’m not going to last very long,” Carlos panted.
“Me neither,” Fiona gasped.
“Same.” I could feel him. I could feel him through her. Fucking shit. It took every ounce of my self-control to not push her down on my knot. Instead, I kissed her lips as Carlos kissed her neck, my hands still in his hair.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she gasped. Her pussy fluttered around my cock as she came. That made me cum. Carlos gasped and wrapped his arms around her.
“Everyone okay?” Carlos rested his head on her back, arms around the both of us, my hands now trapped in between the two of them.
“Better than okay. That was so much fun to try,” Fiona replied.
“Absolutely. Feeling good.” Next time I’d rather do it on a bed.
Taking more tissues, Carlos cleaned himself up. She slipped off me, and he cleaned her up as well. He slowly and carefully took the condom off my dick in a way that made me wonder if he’d done this before. Carlos wrapped it in another tissue and threw it into the garbage.
Fiona glanced at my cock and then looked at Carlos. “You can clean him up properly, if you want. After all, he’s been a really good alpha and should probably get one more reward.”
“Hmmm, should I? Has he really been that good?” Carlos teased.
“Be careful,” I growled, nipping the air in her direction. “I’m enjoying your little game, but usually I’m the one in charge.”
“Even when you’re in charge, I’m still in charge.” She batted her eyelashes at me.
“Ha, ha. You gonna bring that ass closer to me? I dare you to say that when I’m not tied up.” Using my legs, I hopped the chair a little closer to her in a fake-threatening way.
She giggled. I loved her giggle. I looked at Carlos.
“I’m very curious. How does he taste?” Carlos got on his knees in front of me.
“You can try if you want.” I ruffled his hair. Oh shit. Was this happening?
“I haven’t done this in a while.” Tentatively, he took my cock in his mouth.
While I thought he was super-hot, and hoped we’d kiss, maybe fuck Fiona together, I’d never even thought I’d have him on his knees, sucking on my cock, as I was tied to a chair with a pink bra.
“Shit, I am not gonna last,” I muttered. For someone who hasn’t done this in a while, it certainly felt good to me.
“That is so fucking hot, Pumpkin,” Fiona encouraged.
“You’re doing so good,” I praised, tangling my hands in his hair. I nodded to the box of tissues and she handed me some.
I groaned, relishing both the pleasure I felt and the image before me. Sucking in a breath, I removed my cock from his mouth just in time to wrap the tissues around it.
He looked up at me and laid his head on my thigh. I tucked her closer to me and for a moment awkwardly held the two of them to me.
“You both were so good,” I said softly. While I’d been allowed to take alpha classes in high school, unlike my older alpha siblings, I still didn’t know a whole lot about being an alpha to other people.
It wasn’t really something we talked about at home, other than don’t date and don’t be an asshole.
But the alpha classes I’d taken had talked about taking care of your partners after sex.
Earlier today, I’d held them like I was doing now.
But I didn’t really know what else to do, especially given we were at a club, so I couldn’t tuck them into bed, draw them a bath, or make them something to eat, which were all common suggestions.
Instead, I stroked Carlos’ hair and pet her cheek and told them how beautiful and wonderful they were–which was absolutely true. They were fun and really adorable together and I was very grateful that they were sharing themselves with me this weekend.
Live music started as Dusty said something and the crowd cheered.
“We should go,” Carlos said, peeling himself off my lap.
“We should,” Fiona said as she untied me from the chair and took back her headband and scrunchie. “You were a very good alpha.” She started putting her clothes back on.
I stood, put my cock away, and zipped up my pants.
“Next time I’m in charge,” I teased, hoping there would be a next time.
“Mmmm, I’ll think about it.” Her head lolled from one side to another as she finished getting dressed, Carlos helping her.
We made sure all the tissues were in the garbage, and that we left the room the same. Carlos put the door hanger back on the inside of the doorknob. I saw a panel on the wall and quickly pushed the button for the air filter.
The bouncer gave us a look as we came back down the stairs, but I just pulled them closer and led them straight to the bar and got them each a bottle of water. That’s something else alphas were supposed to do, right?
Carlos took both our hands and led us close to the stage, over to the side. He waved at Dusty who waved back as he sang Fuckboy Santa, which seems the perfect song to start off with for Christmas Eve. “They want to come on my pole more than once a year…”
Fiona wrapped her arms around Carlos’ neck. I stood nearby dancing with them, keeping a close eye. Yeah those two were really fucking cute together and I was so glad Carlos had found someone like her.
Wistfulness ripped through me. Not yet. You’re nowhere near ready.
Hopefully one day, when I was ready for a pack and an omega of my own, I’d find people just as wonderful as them.