His strangled words don’t make it out as I push my cock down his throat. My fingers fist his hair again to get the right angle, making him look like a supplicant worshipping me on his knees.
Fuck, I really love that visual.
“I take my responsibilities and the roles I take on very seriously,” I growl, my breaths coming faster as I fuck his throat. “Goddamn, do you look pretty taking my dick. Swallow around me, remember that your gag reflex is warning you to relax your throat for me. Atta boy. Let me use your tight hole.”
Koen groans, his pupils slowly blowing out. I’m not sure if he’ll hate me after this, but I can’t make myself stop.
“Mmm, so damn good. Will you suck on my knot?” I ask, gauging how he’s feeling.
His scent is full of sweetness, and all I can smell is his slick. I still want to make sure he’s fully into this instead of just his designation turning him into an eager little cock slut.
Fear slides into his gaze but he opens wider for me to press my knot between his lips. There’s saliva that begins to slide down his chin as he drools, and while I want to drop my head back and lose myself to his wet, hot, mouth, I can’t. I don’t want to hurt him, and I also can’t let myself knot his mouth.
There’s so many things I need to work up to, but I’m perfectly alright with that. Forcing Koen’s hand seems to be a running theme, I just can’t stop. Cock cuddles, retraining him to accept self care and adoration, these are all necessary things to being in a relationship with Rhodes and I.
Our omega isn’t meek, and I hate that someone made him like this. Whoever did this, will be getting a visit from Rhodes and I.
“Suck,” I groan, my lids heavy as I rock my knot between Koen’s lips.
His tongue drags along my shaft with each thrust, and his cheekbones are highly prominent as he hollows his cheeks to suck hard. I don’t want to know who taught him how to suck cock, but he is magnificent.
“God, I swear it’s like you send out a Bat-Signal to other teams that you’re the whole ass problem,” I growl, my hips continuing to do their job to make Koen work for my cum. “So you’ll be the golden boy captain for them, and my dirty little whore here.”
Koen groans as he sucks, drools, and strains against his bonds as I force him to take my cock. I push my knot a little further in, and I can feel his teeth graze me.
“Fuck, feel free to use teeth, baby boy. I can assure you, I’ll like it,” I growl.
Koen whimpers in reply, and I revel in his little sounds until I can feel that I’m close.
“I’m going to give you my cum, baby,” I gasp. “First, here’s a little lesson. You know you don’t have to breathe to suck my cock, right?”
There’s confusion in his eyes, yet he’s barely getting much oxygen with my cock blocking his airway as it is. My slight thrusts allow him to sip air, but it’s not more than that. My fingers remain in his hair as I wrap my hand around his throat and squeeze. Koen’s scent explodes around me and I nearly lose the tiny bit of control I’m holding onto.
Fuck, I wonder if he’s going to go into heat soon, because he nearly sent me into a goddamned rut. Holy shit. We may need to have a conversation soon. I’ll have Rhodes go shopping with him tomorrow while I start buying things for his nest.
I hate that he’s not further into accepting us. If he was, we’d be able to shop together to decorate his nest. Stubborn, broken, boy.
My thumb caresses his pounding pulse before my fingers ghost up his skin to pinch his nostrils shut. I ride his bucking face as his throat gets so tight it takes my breath away.
“Fuck yes. Don’t swallow it all,” I growl. “Don’t be selfish.”
Rhodes snuck back while I’ve been fucking Koen’s face, and he takes his dick out to lazily fist it. I think I may have him cage his fat cock very soon in the future. My vision goes dark at the thought, and Koen’s body convulses once before I release his nostrils.
We’re both breathing hard for different reasons as I pull out of his mouth, and Koen begins to yell at me.
“Fucking dick,” he rasps. “What the fuck are you thinking.”
“Sky was thinking that you need to know that’s the tamest thing he’ll do to you,” Rhodes purrs, his heavy footsteps moving toward him. “Did you like sucking Daddy’s cock?”
“I’m not calling him that,” Koen says, though his cheeks are pink.
“As long as you know exactly who is in charge, neither of us care. Let me see your tongue. Did you leave me any?” Rhodes asks, biting his bottom lip.
Koen’s almost forgotten he’s tied up, because he doesn’t try to pull at his binds anymore. Instead, he drops his head back as I begin to get dressed and shows Rhodes his tongue. The white, thick threads of my cum coat it, and Rhodes groans as he slaps his cock on Koen’s tongue to smear it.
I groan as Koen perfumes again, and I decide to make sure that I turn on the ventilation system before we leave. No one gets to smell him like this but us.
Rhodes’ precum joins my cum on Koen’s tongue, and his fingers hold his chin tightly as he smiles viciously at him.
