“Oh, fuck,” Sage’s voice echoed over the tiles of the combined kitchen and living area when he found us twenty minutes later, with my naked ass on the couch and Dexter kneeling between my legs. Dexter’s pouty mouth was wrapped around my cock, sucking on it like it was the sweetest of lollipops. Sage’s breathing was already ragged. “I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of seeing you two together.”
I had flashbacks to only a few days earlier when he had found me in Dexter’s bed. If only we had known then that we were destined to be together. That I was his alpha as much as I was Dexter’s, and that they were each other’s omegas as much as they were both mine. That morning could have been so much more enjoyable, and I wouldn’t have felt as though I was causing trouble. (And I would have been able to act on my decadentthoughts of having a threesome with the two young men rather than feeling guilty for harboring the fantasies at all.)
“Nnnngh.” Removing one of my hands from Dexter’s bobbing blond locks, I curled my fingers in a ‘come hither’ motion. “Join us, beautiful. We were just —ah, yes— entertaining ourselves while we waited for you.”
Dexter hummed his agreement, the vibrations making my eyes roll back in my head. Weren’t we just talking about stamina not that long ago? If he kept going as he was, it would become apparent how woeful my stamina was where these two were concerned.
Sage chuckled and I heard his clothes hitting the tiles, thetinkof his belt buckle meeting ceramic music to my ears. Cracking an eye open at the sound of his bare feet approaching the couch, I reached out to stroke his already hardening cock, grinning when he moaned and bucked into my dry fist.
“Are you getting wet for us, my beautiful omega?” I asked, adding a breathy “Oh, Gods” as Dexter groaned around my dick. He didn’t pull off, though, keeping up his slow rhythm up and down my length.
Fuck, but he was perfect.
And so was Sage. He bit his lip, then smiled coyly. “Find out for yourself, alpha.”
I didn’t need to be asked —or told, as it were— twice. Letting go of Dexter’s head entirely, I slid my now-free hand under Sage’s balls and between his parted legs, trailing his taint with my fingertips until I came to his slick entrance.
“Fuck,” I drew out the word lowly as I pressed two fingers at his rim, carefully smearing the natural lube around his hole before finally pushing inside. His body practically sucked mydigits inside, the warmth and tightness and slickness making my mouth water. His cock jerked and dribbled precum in my other hand. I smirked up at him, thrusting my fingers in and out of him, matching the pace of Dexter’s languid bobbing. “Does that feel good, beautiful?”
Sage’s jaw was already slack, his back bowed as he rocked forwards into more of my touch. He nodded, gazing down at me through hooded eyes which then flickered down to Dexter. “Holy shit,” he whimpered, closing his eyes, “this is too hot.”
“Ah, fuck,” I spat as Dexter chuckled around my cock, opening an eye and arching an eyebrow up at us.
He pulled off me to say, “We’re only just getting started, sweetheart,” before engulfing me and taking me to the back of his throat again in one swift motion.
Sage whined, attempting to rock his hips more frantically, but I shook my head and withdrew my fingers until I was barely dipping inside his hole. “Uh-uh. You’re not in control here,” I crooned, focusing on tormenting him in the most delicious way. By giving him all of my attention, I was less likely to blow my load down Dexter’s throat prematurely. Or, at least, that was what I hoped.
“S-sorry, alpha,” Sage murmured, but his hips still rolled forward and back in small increments. It was clear that he craved more.
He only whined louder in complaint when I pulled my fingers away entirely, the sound followed by a gratified moan when I wrapped my slick-covered hand around his cock, using his body’s own juices to slowly jerk him into a more heightened state of arousal. Being ambidextrous had its perks sometimes.
In fact…
“Sergi—oh.Oh my fucking…Nnnngh.” Sage bore down on the three fingers from my other hand as pleasure painted his pretty face. He didn’t seem to know whether to ride my digits or fuck into my slicked-up fist. “Serge.Serge. I’m gonna come.”
Dexter snorted around my cock again, making me go cross-eyed. The base tingled with what I was coming to learn was the sensation of my knot threatening to pop.
We couldn’t have that. Not yet. Not until I was buried deep inside one of my perfect mates after having already fucked the other into a boneless state.
Thatwas my plan, assuming I could hold out enough to satisfy both of them.
“Dexter, dear-heart,” I murmured, trying not to fuck up into his talented mouth, “I think Sage’s legs might give out soon.” And if that didn’t happen, I might ruin it all by coming early. “Why don’t we let him take a seat in my lap?”
Dexter groaned again, then released my length with a wet ‘pop’. “You have the most wonderful ideas, Serge,” he grinned, rising from his knees with a sinuous almost liquid kind of grace that I envied a little. His long, though slender, erection bobbed in the air in front of me, teasing me with a pearl of precum balanced precariously on the purpling tip.
“You’re going to have to let Sage go if you want him on your cock, darling,” Dexter’s amused voice drew my eyes upwards, where his smirk matched his tone. “And then you can fight over which of you gets to suck me while Sage rides you.”
I loved that he wasn’t a shy, submissive omega. That he knew exactly what he wanted in the bedroom —or living room, as it happened— and that he wasn’t afraid to say it. His confidence and playfulnesswere sexy.
And, in contrast, Sage’s pliancy was equally hot. The way he let Dexter and I manhandle and maneuver him, trusting us to make the right choices for all three of us…it was thrilling!
Case in point: he whined in complaint as I withdrew my fingers and released his dick, but allowed Dexter to guide him around my spread thighs and, turning him to face away from me, down onto my waiting cock.
“Ohhhh,” I moaned as his slick, tight heat enveloped me. “Sage, beautiful, you feel sogood.”
The words weren’t nearly enough to describe how perfectly he seemed to fit around me, his inner walls squeezing and milking my cock with his short, sharp bounces in my lap.
“Uh-huh,” he agreed, sounding dazed.
