Maybe they’d been teasing him too long.
Ryder took pity on himself and Spencer both and picked up the pace, tilting Spencer’s hips higher, getting an even deeper angle into that tight channel.
Spencer groaned helplessly. “Oh shit.”
“Get your hand around your cock again,” Ryder told him, the command coming out in a harsh sort of bark. But he was getting close, and he needed this. “One more time for me.”
Spencer whined like a baby, but he did what Ryder told him. God, that was heady, the way he didn’t seem to give a shit that it was another alpha ordering him around. Ryder thrust harder and deeper. His balls were high and tight with his impending orgasm, and he could feel his knot swelling, threatening to inflate fully. He tried to make his thrusts shallower—he couldn’t accidentally knot Spencer when he’d promised he wouldn’t.
But then a hand snuck deftly in between them, wrapping tightly around the swelling skin at Ryder’s base.
“Fuck,” Ryder swore.
He could feel Ash’s grin from the side. “I got you.”
“Ash has your knot?” Spencer asked. When Ryder gave a terse nod, Spencer groaned, his hand working desperately. “Oh Jesus. Oh ffffuck. I’m gonna—gonna?—”
“Fucking do it,” Ryder growled.
Spencer cried out and arched up, his whole body shaking. His channel was already like a tight, hot glove, and when his hole fluttered and clenched around Ryder for the second time, Ryder lost it, slamming into him again and again as he emptied into the condom, counting on Ash’s fist to keep his knot in line.
Ash squeezed and massaged, and Spencer groaned and clenched, and Ryder’s orgasm seemed to last for hours, whiting out his vision and pulling all his muscles taut.
Fucking.Damn.
After what felt like ages, Ash took his hand away, and Ryder withdrew carefully from Spencer and collapsed on top of him, trusting the other alpha to take his weight. He could have been nice and rolled to the side, but Ryder wanted Spencer smothered. He wanted to grab Ash and sandwich him between them until he was just as caught. He wanted everyone in the room reeking of his sweat and pheromones and cum.
Maybe Spencer wasn’t the only one who’d been teased too long.
“Well,” Ash drawled eventually. “I call dibs on first shower.”
It was maybean eternity later when Ryder felt a soft brush of a hand against his shoulder, then heard Ash rise from their floor bed and leave the room, the bathroom door closing moments later.
A shower was a great idea, or at least it would have been, if Ryder had possessed even the slightest urge to move.
For now, he lifted his head from where he had it buried in Spencer’s neck. Spencer was grinning absently up at the ceiling, but Ryder noted it wasn’t only sweat drying on the other alpha’s face but telltale tear tracks. It had to have happened sometime during his orgasm—Ryder would have noticed it before then.
Ryder brushed at the trail with his thumb. “Of course you cry during sex.” The words came out more tender than he’d intended.
Spencer shrugged. “Usually only during my ruts.” His grin turned sly. “What can I say? You gave it to me good.”
Ryder rolled off him and onto his side, if only to let Spencer take a full breath without Ryder’s weight crushing his chest. He took the condom off his softening cock and tied it off but stayedclose, tucking a leg over Spencer’s hips, keeping him right where he was. Maybe Ash was allowed to run off and get some space after what they’d all just shared, but Spencer clearly needed something different.
“You’re sensitive,” Ryder commented mildly.
“Nah.” Spencer laughed, his gaze still locked on the ceiling. “If I was really sensitive, I wouldn’t be so annoying. Sensitive people are supposed to be self-aware or whatever.”
Ryder propped his head in his hand. “You really think you’re that annoying?”
“I know I bug people.”
“Yeah. You bug people because you’re a little self-centered and in-your-face and you’re hot as fucking hell. They’re also banging down your door to fuck you. I get it.”
Ryder really did get it. He was all for letting people make their own choices, but he had a feeling if Spencer had tried to end things here and pretend this was all nothing more than one long, extended hookup, Ryder would end up at Spencer’s house, throwing the alpha over his shoulder and taking him back to him and Ash.
It was a slightly disconcerting thought.
Spencer shot Ryder a sneaky glance. “You liked fucking an alpha?”
