Kevin screams wordlessly, his hands still holding my hair as his cock bounces as he comes. It means that he paints a bemused Morgan with his cum. Grinning in amusement, I watch as Morgan drags his finger through Kevin’s cum before sucking it off.
“Lay down,” I growl at Morgan. “I draw the line at being fucked by you.”
“What?” he asks, but Kevin knows exactly what I mean and leans forward slightly to grip behind the strong alpha’s knees.
Pulling hard, he topples Morgan onto his back.
“Good boy,” I purr into his ear, making him shiver.
“More, Alpha,” Kevin whines.
Not wanting to make him wait, I lean him forward and hook my hands underneath Morgan’s shoulders, pulling him into position.
“God, you’re such an asshole,” Morgan grumbles.
“I’m a man who knows what he wants,” I mutter, pulling Kevin's head back by his hair to distract him from my actions.
Working by touch, I wrap my hand around Morgan’s cock, ignoring his grunt of surprise as my hand fondles him a little more than necessary. Despising him doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy the velvety warm soft steel of his cock, or notice how it curves slightly.
Realizing I’ll need to adjust, I continue to kiss Kevin as I move him higher up on his knees. Lining Morgan up with where I’m connected with Kevin, I grin against the little omega’s lips as I push him down on Morgan’s cock.
“You’re dangerous,” Kevin moans, his eyes fluttering closed as he relaxes into the stretch of two cocks inside of his tight hole.
“For others,” I admit, kissing him again. “Not to you. That’s a conversation for later though. Now, relax. How’s the pain?”
“Hurts,” he sighs, trying to push down on Morgan’s cock. He’s not in control, I am. He’s impatient, and I don’t want to hurt him.
I’m a controlling bastard, but safety is important.
“I know,” I soothe, guiding him down.
Morgan’s jaw could cut glass with how hard he’s clenching, but I couldn’t care less. This is about Kevin, which is why he’s not complaining.
“You have permission to stroke your cock,” I croon into Kevin’s ear. “Let’s see you turn Morgan into a cumsicle, shall we? Paint all those pretty muscles in cum.”
“You think I’m pretty, huh?” Morgan asks, groaning as Kevin’s asshole releases a huge amount of slick. It means that he slides down to his knot without warning, and Kevin cries out in surprise.
“Pay attention,” I snap, ignoring him some more. “You’re going to take another knot very soon, Kevin.”
“God, I need it,” Kevin confesses.
Morgan grunts as he listens to Kevin moan. Dropping his head back on my shoulder, the greedy omega continues to stroke his cock as he begins to come. He’s such a good listener.
“I’m strangely pleased with how your cum looks on my skin,” Morgan mutters, sitting up.
Kevin and I gasp at the sudden change in position. On his knees, Morgan kisses Kevin’s lips as I reach between his legs to rub his taint. Kevin writhes between us, and I can feel the telltale tingle at the base of my spine that warns me that I’m going to need to come soon.
Taking control, I press down on Kevin’s hip as he begins to take Morgan’s knot. Thrusting my knot shallowly to help me come faster since Kevin needs my cum, I close my eyes at how intimate it feels to have Morgan sliding against my cock.
The pressure feels really fucking good, and the added knot is what makes me blow. Groaning, I suck on Kevin’s ear, pleased to hear him begin to keen. I plan to find all of his sensitive spots.
“Alpha, oh fuck. I’m so full,” he gasps.
“We’re going to keep you stuffed with knots and cock,” I growl. “It’s been too long since I’ve been inside you.”
Without warning, Kevin bursts into tears, and Morgan glares at me over his shoulder. Wincing, I wrap my arms around his chest.
“What is it?” I ask. It could be my words, or how overwhelmed he is with all of the other stimuli he’s experiencing.
