Ronan rumbled from low in his gut. “Yes, Jax. I want to fuck you.”
Jax responded with a sly smile and a shoulder shrug. That was all he could promise for now. Niall topped him so rarely, and he loved giving Niall that power, but somehow the thought of having Ronan laboring above him hit differently. Having the huge alpha stick his gigantic cock in his ass.
His hole clenched, like he could already imagine it. Intimidating, uncomfortable, intriguing, and maybe a bit…thrilling? Ronan watched him with undisguised hunger in his eyes, like he wanted it so much. Knowing that was what made Jax consider it. Giving his body over to the alpha, trusting that Ronan would understand the magnitude of the gesture.
“Your nonanswer is making my dick harder,” Ronan said, dragging his thumb over Jax’s beta pride tattoo. “I wouldn’t expect anything less complicated from you, my love.”
My love. Jax’s heart hiccupped. Even though he knew, deep in his soul, that there was love between all five of them, hearing Ronan use the endearment made it somehow truer.
“Oh, stars!” Sorcha’s voice rang out. “The thought of you two together, just, fuuuuck!” He tugged furiously on his cock, spilling into his hand after only a few strokes. The sunburst of an orgasm made his hole clench, setting off Jax’s release. Jax buried his face against Sorcha’s back, clutching tightly to the omega before shooting deep inside his body, close to the place where Ronan had put a baby not too long ago.
Distantly, he felt Niall’s hot cum against his ass as his boyfriend shot into his crease and lube-slicked hole.
Jax didn’t let go of Sorcha, even after the pleasurable aftershocks of his orgasm faded. Instead, he wrapped his legs around him, holding his omega in his arms until his dick eventually softened and slipped out in a mix of slick and cum.
“Guess I’m on washcloth duty,” Niall joked, rising to procure some from the bathroom. After cleaning them all up, including Ronan, whose knot had finally deflated, he flopped on the bed. “We’ll change the sheets tomorrow, but for now, I’m beat.”
No one disagreed, and the men fell into a deep sleep, no doubt brought on by their monumental orgasms. When they woke up the next morning, Teal’s delirium was fully upon him.
Chapter Forty-Five
Niall
There truly was no rest for the wicked.
Or the horny.
For Ronan and Teal, Teal’s heat delirium triggered biological responses that allowed them to fuck and fuck and fuck despite their fatigue, driven by a primal need that fascinated Niall. He’d seen the couple make love together so many times, shared their bed for quickies and all-night sex fests. But he’d never seen anything like watching Ronan service Teal’s heat.
Since Niall, Jax, and Sorcha didn’t have the same endless energy the husbands did, they contented themselves preparing food, taking showers, and at one point urging Ronan to fuck Teal on the floor on his hands and knees so they could change the sheets.
It was odd to see Teal so completely out of it, but it was clear from his facial expressions and the range of moans emanating from his throat that he was good. Better than good.
The first rays of the sun had awakened Niall that morning. He’d opened his eyes to find himself on his back with one arm curled around Jax and the other around Sorcha. The men lay on his chest with their heads touching, their legs thrown over Niall and each other. Ronan’s soft grunts attracted Niall’s attention, and he'd angled his neck to see the alpha blanketing a prone Teal, pounding into his ass.
“Morning,” Ronan said, as soon as they'd made eye contact. The word, whispered in the quiet room, was enough of a bullhorn to wake the other men. They rolled onto their sides, facing Ronan and Teal so they could watch the show too. Just before Ronan came, Teal’s face screwed up with his own impending release. Sorcha scooted off Niall in time to slide down the bed and take Teal down his throat so he could swallow the other omega’s seed.
By late morning, freshly showered and fed, Niall felt his sexual interest resurfacing. He sensed Jax and Sorcha had a similar second wind, but all were content to go wherever the day took them.
The important thing was Teal, who, after weeks of terrible stress and months of hardship prior to that, seemed to be having an enjoyable heat. The doctor had warned them to look for signs that Teal was in unusual distress during his delirium—inability to get his breathing under control, excessive sweating, or being unresponsive to penetration—but none of those things had happened. Teal appeared blissed out, and his sounds of ecstasy were music to Niall’s ears. Not just because they were pleasant reminders of the years he’d spent with this family, but because they were signs that Teal would be okay. After High Court. After everything. And if Teal was okay, then they all could be.
“I can feel the entrance to his womb,” Ronan said later that afternoon, dick deep in his husband as the other three men lazed in the oversized reading chair in the corner. “It’s soft.”
Sorcha’s breath caught, and Jax stilled. All of them knew what that meant. This could be the breeding heat Teal so desperately wanted.
“Keep giving it to him, alpha,” Sorcha said forcefully. “Make him open for you.”
Ronan huffed. “I promise you I’m trying, little one.”
“Yeah you are,” Jax said, palming his own cock. “And it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Niall startled at his boyfriend’s candid words and Jax raised a hand to his lips, blinking.
Jax mouthed,I can’t believe I just said that out loud, and shook his head.
Jax’s words had an immediate effect on Ronan, who stared squarely at Jax as he snapped his hips forcefully several times before shooting his seed into Teal.
Niall sighed. There was something about watching the two dominant men engage in their push and pull that struck him to his core. Niall linked his fingers with Jax’s, grateful they’d traveled on this journey together. Jax was certainly not the beta who’d insisted on monogamy less than a year ago.
