Making our way into the house, Russ took Jonah directly to the bedroom while I grabbed the water and sports drinks Austin had demanded we have on hand. He’d been bossy and had his nose in every step of our discussions, but knowing he’d already experienced a heat had made Jonah all the more confident that it was what he wanted.
As I brought the drinks to the bedroom, I saw Jonah draped over Russ, kissing him and whining. “Please, Master, I need you. Please.”
Russ groaned, finally rolling over and pinning Jonah to the bed as he panted and thrust up against Russ. Glancing up, Russ fought to answer my unasked questions. “He didn’t appreciate being told to wait for you.”
I wasn’t sure whether to smile or groan. It was hot as fuck and funny at the same time.
“I think it’s time we give our boy what he’s been waiting for.” Setting everything down on the nightstand by the lube we’d left out earlier, I stretched out beside them on the bed and leaned down to kiss Jonah. His desperation took the tender kiss deeper and soon he was moaning again as he whined for more.
As I pulled back, Jonah stared up at me, needy but still with a look on his face that said all he wanted was to belong to us. “I love you, Master.”
Running my hand down his face, I smiled. “We love you too.”
Before he could respond, another wave of need crashed through him and his heat seemed to jump to a new level. Low whines escaped as his wiggling took on a frantic feel. “Please…Master…”
His scent drenched the room and Russ and I found ourselves rubbing our cocks against him before we even thought about it. It wasn’t until Russ shook his head like he was trying to clear the fog from his brain that I realized we needed to keep it together.
“Fuck…he’s…” Russ leaned down and smelled Jonah’s neck, licking at the tender skin as Jonah whined and pleaded to be knotted.
Biting down, Russ growled against Jonah’s neck, making Jonah freeze until he was just shaking and moaning. “Do naughty omegas get knotted?”
Fuck, they were incredible.
Jonah’s eyes were wide and his pupils were blown. I wasn’t sure what he was thinking or even if there were any logical thoughts in him, but he knew on an instinctive level that his alpha would only give him what he wanted if he obeyed.
“Good boy.” Russ licked the red mark he’d left on Jonah’s neck, humming in pleasure. “That’s my good omega.”
Desire pulsed through me as Russ rolled onto his back, bringing Jonah to rest on his chest. Jonah whined and seemed to be frantically focusing on being good because even though his hole was inches from Russ’s cock, he didn’t push back into it.
“That’s our good boy.” Russ pinned Jonah to him, keeping Jonah’s focus on him. “Only good omegas get knotted. Naughty boys don’t get to feel how good it will be to be fucked and knotted.”
Jonah whined as the shaking got worse. “Master…please…”
My cock jerked and seemed to get even harder as I moved to straddle Russ’s legs. Jonah’s entire body jerked as I stroked my hands down his back. It was like he’d been struck by lightning as he gasped and made desperate mewling noises.
Russ looked up at me and nodded.
We’d talked about this moment for so long, it almost felt like another fantasy as I lined his cock up with Jonah’s slick entrance. But as he released his hold on Jonah and our boy sank back onto Russ’s dick in one quick motion, the moan he let out made it clear how very real the moment was.
Russ was gasping for control as he wrapped his hands around Jonah’s hips and pinned him down. “Stay.”
Jonah froze at the barked order, but no matter how much he wanted to behave, he was fighting a losing battle, and Russ and I both knew it. His heat would win no matter what his head wanted. Russ’s eyes almost rolled back in his head as Jonah’s hips rolled and he clenched down on Russ’s cock.
Russ gasped out roughly, “Lean him forward.”
Pushing Jonah down so he was lying on Russ’s chest, I shook as their moans ripped through the room. Jonah’s legs were wide as he straddled Russ’s body, giving me a clear picture of his slick, inflamed entrance. It was stretched around Russ’s thick girth, but instead of looking tight and full, his body looked hungry for more.
Sliding my hand down Jonah’s back and ass, I stroked around his slick hole as they both moaned and shook. Russ was fighting for control, but Jonah was doing everything he could to shatter it. Moans and pleas made it hard to think, but watching Jonah clench down on Russ’s cock was shatteringly erotic.
When I slid the first finger in to test how tight Jonah was, he gasped and his body shook like he was starting to orgasm again. Russ was mumbling curses and somewhere in the mix, I was pretty sure he was trying to say the alphabet backward.
It was coming out all fucked up, but it kept him from exploding, so I was impressed.
Adding a second made them both equally insane.
Curses and letters and moans echoed in the room until I couldn’t tell who was more frantic. I was voting on me, because I was just having to watch Russ’s dick stretching our boy.
Jonah might have been ready to explode, and possibly already had another orgasm when I’d slid the first finger in, but his body accepted two so easily I knew taking my cock wouldn’t hurt him. As I pulled my fingers out, Jonah started to whine and wiggle and Russ let out a stream of curses that would’ve made a sailor blush.
