There’s a very large bench in this shower meant for sex. Even though we didn’t have omegas when we bought this house years ago, we wanted the attic to be ready for them. It didn’t matterthat my alphas would always tell me I was enough, our pack didn’t feel complete before.
“Gladly,” I reply. “Ansel, go lay on the bench so we can do that.”
“As you wish,” he murmurs, the soap washed clean as he lays down.
Taking Bellamy’s hand, I help him straddle Ansel.
“You’re going to sit down on his nice, fat, juicy cock, Bellamy,” I croon. “It’ll help the cramping.”
“Mmm. Yes, please,” Bellamy mumbles.
Ansel pumps his dick as Bellamy hovers over it, and I help line it up at his hole. “Fuck, I need it. Ahh.”
I can feel the warm slick as it covers my hand and Ansel’s dick, and I make sure to distribute it well before I press on Bellamy’s hip to direct him to sit down. Ansel’s cock disappears inside Bellamy’s hole and I moan softly as I watch.
Straightening, I lick up Bellamy’s slick from my hand before reaching toward the water still falling to wash it off. The shower stall feels like our own warm little sauna, large enough to reach the shower with a little effort and still fuck comfortably.
“Cassidy,” Bellamy moans.
“I’m here, Lovey,” I say, dropping to my knees to suck his cock. Our water heater is fucking huge, I’m not worried about the water going cold anytime soon.
My tongue licks around his crown, making Bellamy whimper as Ansel continues to work him down his shaft. Precum is liberally pushing out of his slit, and all I can taste is candied apples. He has so much slick coming out of his ass, Ansel has to be careful not to pull him down his cock too fast. Instead, he makes sure that Bellamy is able to acclimate to the stretch.
“Is that…okay?” Ansel asks, his teeth gritting as Bellamy gets to the base of his cock.
“Fuck. Yes, yes, that’s so good,” he moans. “I need you to move. I need to feel your dick destroy my ass.”
“We’ll work up to that,” Ansel chuckles, his hands gripping his ass as he begins to lift him slowly up his shaft.
As Ansel does that, I deep throat Bellamy to keep his thoughts off how slow Ansel is moving.
“Yes, fuck yes,” Bellamy groans, his fingers fisting around my wet hair at the base of my skull.
When Ansel drops him down on his cock, Bellamy screams, and it pulls his cock from my mouth until I’m sucking on the crown.
“Fuck, don’t stop,” Bellamy begs. “More, Alphas.”
Ansel growls, loving the way our sweet boy begs, and begins to fuck him faster. Ansel’s cock a human pogo stick as our omega screams and cries out for more, while I suck on his cock.
It’s not until Bellamy is begging for a knot that Ansel begins to push him down on it.
“Yes, yes,” Bellamy whines, his body rocking on the knot as his ass pulls it in. I can hear the way his asshole is sucking on it, and I can see the wide stretch.
“You’re doing so good,” Ansel praises him. My mouth is a little busy at the moment; and my nose is pressed against Bellamy’s pelvis as I hollow my cheeks to suck harder on my new favorite treat.
“I’m going to come,” Bellamy groans, his hips trying to lift up, which he can’t since he’s stuck on a knot. It’s adorable though, and Bellamy empties his balls down my throat as I swallow him down happily.
Lifting my head up, I let his cock fall from my lips. It’s still hard and it bobs proudly up and down as he takes Ansel’s knot, and he pulls on the hair he has fisted at the base of my head until I stand.
“You promised to let me fuck you,” he says, his voice deeper than usual. This heat is going to be interesting as he sinks further into it.
We’re going to have at least one unpredictable omega.
“I did,” I croon, straddling him. Bellamy pulls me down on his cock, and I gasp as he fills me up. His dick is slightly curved and thick, perfect for dragging along my nerve endings.
“Good girl,” he grunts, grinding down on Ansel’s cock as he takes control.
Bellamy’s mouth crashes down on mine as he guides my hips in a rhythm he wants. It’s a fast, rolling pace for my hips, but it feels so good, I ignore the slight burning of my thigh muscles.
