Koen looks like he’s about to hyperventilate with need, while I put my hands obediently behind my back. Sky pulls zip ties out of his pocket like it’s just another Saturday morning, and it is for us.
“I don’t trust you, baby boy,” he says, coming over to tie my wrists back. “You need your balls drained regularly or you’re going to play like shit, Koen.”
“I…masturbate,” our omega confesses, his cheeks burning brightly.
“Rhodes.” Skylar says, and my mouth opens wide to suck down Koen’s cock.
Koen’s scream of pleasure is as loud as his war cry, and I feel pride that he’s responding to me. No, this isn’t completely consensual because he didn’t tell me explicitly to suck his cock, but as I said before, my patience is fraying.
It’s taking everything inside of me not to fuck him, so for the good of our team and my need to taste his cum, I’m going to color within the lines of my rules.
I take special care to enjoy his Jacob’s ladder, and drag my tongue down it to play with each piercing.
“More!” Koen cries out, and I take him to the back of my throat before swallowing hard around my reflex.
Koen can’t help but thrust his hips in his limited range, and I fucking love the way that he loses his tightly bound control. He’s going to be pissed later about it. I’m almost sure of it.
I need to know if his cum tastes like peaches or not. He definitely smells sweeter as he gets closer, and Skylar wraps his hand around our omega’s throat.
“How rough do you like it, Little Viking?” he rasps. “Do you enjoy breath play or spanking?”
“I…don’t know,” Koen whimpers. “God, his throat, it’s gonna kill me.”
“You should feel how tight his pussy is,” Sky says, smirking. “He’s a little slut for dick. He’ll let you glaze him nice and pretty like if you ask nicely. Can you ask for what you need?”
“No,” he huffs out. “No, please don’t stop. Fuck, I’m coming. Goddamit, fuck!”
Well then. His thick slick rushes down my throat, and I groan as I swallow it. His cum does taste like peaches, and my life will never be the same again.
Lifting my head, I suck hard on his sensitive head, enjoying the loud whine I draw out of him before allowing his cock to drop from my lips. Skylar pulls the rope free of the intricate knots I made easily, and I can see from the wildness in Koen’s eyes that he’s had enough for now.
“You live in this house now,” I growl, my voice low and dangerous.
“You won’t go elsewhere,” Sky adds. “Your alpha scent blockers are keeping the truth from you, and we are done waiting for you to get your head out of your ass. Alphas don’t cut the wings of their omegas. However they will redirect them when they’re being assholes. Clean up and come to breakfast. I’d offer to massage your wrists and ankles, but you’re on edge as it is. Come, Rhodes. I’m going to punish you for breaking a house rule.”
“What rule is that?” I ask curiously, standing.
As far as I know, there aren’t any.
“Don’t tie up the omega unless you know you can get away with it. Make him come in his sleep instead.”
Fuck yeah. I’ll gladly be punished for that.
Koen sits up in shock, rubbing his wrists as we make our exit. He’s so over his head, and he doesn’t even know the half of it.
Don’t run, Little Omega. We enjoy the chase.
CHAPTER NINE
KOEN
My chest is still heaving with the force of my release as I ask myself if that really happened. Rubbing my wrists, I glance down to see they’re not red at all. The ropes are gone as if by magic, but they were so soft against my skin.
I liked them, and I’m typically terrified of being caught unawares. Shaking my head at how odd I feel, I get up and shove my pants to the ground to shower. I still feel fuzzy after the orgasm, and I hate that feeling.
Walking to the bathroom, I take a quick shower, brush my teeth while naked, and come out to find a new pair of sweatpants waiting for me. Confused by how quiet two alphas as large as they are can be, I get dressed and choose to wear the sweatshirt this time.
Even though I can’t smell Skylar on them, I can tell they belong to him. Otherwise, I’d be swimming in these clothes. Blowing out a breath, I tell myself to get it together and pad downstairs in my bare feet.
