Desperate.
By the time I was naked and reaching for Jonah again, I could feel my knot starting to pulse. Fighting the almost frantic urge to take him, I stopped the flood of desperate, needy begging pouring from our omega with a long, thorough kiss.
Russ was smart enough to use the precious seconds to strip down. As we broke apart, I could see his erection straining and it was a relief to see he was in a similar state. Something about having him there was comforting as well as erotic.
I’d heard stories about alphas getting so possessive over their heat-stricken omegas they ended up in fights or worse, but all I wanted at that moment was for Russ to wrap his arms around both of us. Jonah wasn’t mine…he was ours.
“Look at Master, Jonah. See how hard he is for you? I bet you want that cock, don’t you?” I turned Jonah in my arms so his ass was pressed against my dick. He moaned like he hadn’t eaten in days and I was dangling the best steak he’d ever seen in front of him.
Jonah’s breathing was rough and fast as he nodded, reaching out like he wanted to caress Russ’s length. “Yes, Master. He’s going to knot me? I was so good for you.”
Hearing his needy voice beg for Russ’s knot was one of the hottest things I’d ever heard.
“Oh yes, blue eyes.” Russ stepped closer until he had Jonah pinned between us. “We’re both going to knot you and make you feel so good. But you have to behave for us. Only obedient little omegas get knotted.”
We’d worked out the fantasies he wanted to explore and had tried to cover every possibility, but talking about it hadn’t come close to how erotic it would be once his heat had taken over. Jonah moaned, flexing his hips back and forth to rub his cock and ass on us. “I’ll be so good, Master. I promise.”
In talking it through like a scene, somehow we’d forgotten how real it would be in the moment. Jonah wasn’t just our omega in a scene at the club. His whole body was pulsing with need and it felt like he would be willing to promise anything to get what he wanted.
“I know you will, blue eyes. We’re going to take care of our needy boy and you’re going to be a good omega and obey your Masters, aren’t you?” Russ was stroking Jonah’s cheek, letting our boy writhe against him.
“Yes, Master. I’ll be good.” I slipped my hands between their chests and started stroking Jonah’s nipples.
His head fell back as he shook and gasped, losing the rhythm he’d been building. “Oh, Master.”
Jonah had a desperate grip on Russ’s arms as he writhed and arched into the pleasure. “I’ll be good. You said…you said…I’m a good omega…cocks and knot and oh…”
Any other time, his orgasm from the jet would have had him satiated and ready to curl up and nap, but today it just pushed his need even higher. He was going to keep climbing the mountain of desire until he was knotted, and even then it wouldn’t keep him satisfied.
It was one thing to hear how a heat would work in an academic sense, but it was another to see nature taking control and pushing an omega to conceive no matter what. It was the most basic level of what we were as a species. An alpha claiming his omega and joining together with him. Somehow in sanitizing our lives, we’d forgotten how beautiful this moment was.
We would belong together in a way no one else would ever understand.
“Yes, blue eyes, if you’re a very good omega and obey your Masters, we’re going to give you everything we promised.” Russ’s words had Jonah groaning and he started humping his cock against Russ’s leg.
“Both…promised…good omega…” Jonah’s eyes closed again and I could almost feel him pushing back his heat while trying to find the words. “Still want both…just like we talked about.”
That seemed to be all he could get out before the passion rushed back and his needy sounds started to take on a frantic pitch. But it was enough…just picturing what he wanted had my cock jerking against his wet entrance.
He wanted to take us both.
We’d played with the idea, fucking him with my fingers and Russ’s cock inside him at the same time, but that was such a tight fit we hadn’t taken it to the next step. It was one of the things he wanted to try with his heat. His body would never be more relaxed or more desperate to be filled.
There was a small part of my brain that was trying to remember it might not be a good idea, but with every breath of his scent, it was getting harder and harder to focus on anything other than pleasing him. Russ leaned down and started nibbling his neck, pushing Jonah’s frantic desire even higher.
“Master.” Jonah’s pleading words seemed to be all he could get out as Russ nibbled and licked along the sensitive column. “Please.”
Russ pushed one hand between our bodies and reached down to brush against my cock and tease Jonah’s wet entrance. It was all Jonah needed to explode again. Slick had to be soaking his hole because the scent of his pleasure was drenching us both as he screamed and shook, barely able to stand even though we had him pressed between us.
When his head flopped onto Russ’s shoulder and his scent started to fade, Russ removed his hand and pressed a kiss to my lips. “Let’s get our boy upstairs.”
Being able to spread him between us and pin him to the mattress was sounding like a brilliant idea. “Oh yes.”
Kissing him one more time, I smiled and kissed Jonah’s cheek before stepping back. Russ wrapped his arms around Jonah, keeping our boy from sliding to the ground as I started picking up our clothes and phones. Russ finally gave up trying to steer Jonah toward the door and just swept him up into his arms.
Hot as fuck.
It was an image I would never forget.
