I do what he asks, moving past Harper and inhaling his spicy-sweet perfume as I pass.
I look over my shoulder to see Jay stripping out of his clothes by the side of the door.
Falcon turns to him. “Bring the food inside and lock the door.”
Jay doesn’t bat an eyelid. He’s naked as he opens the door, brings the cart inside and closes it again. The sound of the lock turning is oddly arousing. I guess because now we’re trapped in the room with our Alpha, and he’s the most aroused that I’ve ever seen him.
Falcon strips off his own clothes before he turns to kiss Harper, making our Omega swoon slightly against him. Harper’s pants drop to the ground alongside his underwear.
Falcon passes him off to Jay a second later, letting them start to make out before he lifts Harper’s hand and starts to suck the cum off his thickly coated fingers.
It makes my mouth water to watch him.
Harper’s cum is like his slick. It tastes as good as his perfume smells.
Letting it go to waste is a sin. Someone always licks Harper’s fingers clean.
I watch as Falcon finishes that honor, waiting for him to come and pin me down with his swollen cock. It’s been too long since he was inside me. He’s been so distant lately, withdrawing more, and more as time marched on. Before we got here it had been weeks since he touched me, months since we had any kind of intimate contact.
It’s been close to a year since he gave me his knot.
I don’t know how that happened, but I won’t let it happen again.
Jay stops kissing Harper when Falcon touches his arm.
He looks to our lead Alpha to tell him what to do.
“Bring Harper to the couch.”
Falcon comes back to me while Jay gathers Harper up in his arms.
I turn as Falcon drops to his knees beside me.
Pressing my lips to his, I wait for him to respond or protest.
He kisses me back, and I can feel his long shaft throbbing against my stomach.
I stroke my fingers over the length and rub my hand up and down to remind myself how many inches I’m about to be impaled upon. He has ten inches, but it feels more like twelve.
That’s before his knot swells. Before he locks inside me until he’s spent.
I break the kiss, ready to beg for his knot.
“It’s been too fucking long, Johnny.”
“I know,” he murmurs. “Turn around, and I’ll get us ready.”
I do what he’s asking, my body trembling with anticipation.
Glancing over my shoulder, I see Jay sitting near the edge of the couch, Harper’s head bobbing up and down in his lap. He’smoaning softly, his head resting back as he lets Harper suck his cock. Falcon’s hand rubs through the slick that’s gathering around Harper’s entrance.
The clear, sweet liquid makes his shaft shiny when he rubs it over himself.
I bite down on my lip and turn away when I see Falcon gather another handful.
When he rubs Harper’s arousal fluid over my asshole, I can’t stop myself from moaning.
His hand is rough, and his fingers are thick. It’s never the same with anyone else.
