20. Alastor

Chapter 20

Alastor

H oly shit, it’s happening…

Tinkerbell is going to give Captain Hook a thrashing for the first time, and he can’t wait.

I can’t touch her as she and Brody tied up my hands and legs, and I could kiss Kellen for installing these straps.

He did always have a kinky side, and I applaud him.

But I’m going to be the one who gets to test them out for the first time as Ella is going to use and abuse me.

Just like the times I used her.

Poetic justice.

How it fucking turns me on.

“Hey, no enjoying this!” Brody barks as I try to wipe the smile off my face.

It’s hard.

Ella just looks so glorious above me, like a real fairy as she starts kissing up and down my hard shaft.

When her lips brush my swollen knot, I groan, but then she will leave me wanting as she’ll return to the tip of my cock.

Every part of me she kisses is electric, and I close my eyes, letting her use me as she pleases.

“I said no smiling,” Brody scolds, and I laugh.

“No, you said no enjoying this.”

Brody yanks my hook off my right hand and slips it inside my mouth. “No smiling and no enjoying this. Ella is going to make you suffer, Alpha.”

Please do.

Finally, Ella wraps her mouth around my head, taking me all the way back to her throat, and I shut my eyes.

Every time I smile, Brody yanks on the hook, and it only adds to the pleasure.

Please keep it up.

Who knew being used and abused by two vengeful Omegas would be so hot?

Kellen and Theo can cry their hearts out because this is amazing.

I could die happily like this.

Finally, I explode, and she swallows every drop, sucking me dry for all I’m worth, and I must smile again because Brody yanks on the hook.

He must know that I am enjoying it. He’s free to replace the hook anytime with his cock; I can suck him while Ella sucks me…

But he keeps away.

This is Ella’s revenge after all and she’s bloodthirsty.

When she’s done swallowing me, she straddles my hips and slides down my cock. I’m a bigger fit than Brody and it’s obvious she struggles at first.

Brody abandons his weird, kinky fishhook foreplay, or whatever you want to call it, and tends to the precious Omega.

She’s still tight.

I’m her first Alpha, but she’s an Omega; her body is made for my cock.

If she wishes, I will help her, but my arms are still strapped to the bed.

That’s fine. I’m merely here to watch and be used. Not to touch.

But I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t tempted.

Her skin shines with sweat, and I just want to lick it off her body.

I want to trace every line of her muscled torso with my tongue, and I watch her abs, transfixed, as she clenches around my cock.

“It’s okay, you’ve got this, Ella. I believe in you…” Brody whispers, kissing her shoulder as he places his hands on her hips, guiding her gently.

I squeeze my eyes as she takes me by another inch. “I… I believe in you too, doll.”

Brody points the hook at me again. “You don’t get to talk.”

I button up my mouth. Point taken.

Now Brody guides her a little further until she arrives at my knot. It’s pulsing in need between us, the elephant in the freaking room, and it cannot be ignored.

The best I can do is just lie down as she takes me.

I guess this is what I get for being a bad Alpha.

“Now, thrust.” Brody moves her hips, and Ella soon finds a rhythm.

Once again, I watch her enthralled as she pushes up and down my cock, and every time her pussy brushes against my knot, my body seizes.

Almost there.

Brody has had my knot several times, so he knows the process. Though it’s different for a male Omega.

I take him from behind.

However, it seems females produce a little more slick, and it makes sense considering that they can become pregnant.

Her slick is dripping down her thighs and pooling on my knot the further she goes, and it will only be a matter of time until…

She pauses at my knot and my heart stops.

“Go on, take him. Take his knot, Ella…”

I may as well be invisible. I’m just a knot to them, and I have never been so insulted.

Ella opens her eyes long enough to meet mine, and my heart thumps back to life. I try to swallow, but my throat won’t move.

I’m spellbound.

With a final thrust, she notches onto my knot, and the thing swells up further inside her.

She gasps above me, and I watch, spellbound, as her belly swells.

Holy shit… I’m inside her.

She has to take a moment to adjust, but when she finds her groove again, she gives another thrust, and I only deepen inside her.

There would be no detaching from her now, anyway.

We’re stuck together.

Ella becomes possessed as she rolls her hips back and forth, and I jerk up, meeting her thrusts until I finally combust.

My knot swells even more, and I never even knew it could grow that fucking big.

She throws her head back and comes along with me, raking her sharp nails down my chest.

There’s nothing else I can do as I’m strapped to the bed. All I can do is let her fuck me as she writhes above.

Brody finds her mouth and now, they kiss.

Then he moves around behind her and takes her from behind, and it doesn’t take him long to come.

Now the scent of cherry mingles with watermelon as both Omegas cover me with their slick.

When Brody pushes, he brings her back to me, and the two lose themselves in a rhythm.

I come again but neither notice.

They’re too fixated on bringing each other to the finish line.

They just use my knot for their own pleasure, and I bet Brody can feel me inside Ella.

His body shudders, and then he wraps his arms around Ella, cupping her breasts as they lose each other in another kiss.

They undulate above me like liquid, and they really are made for each other.

I truly see it now.

I guess I really am the third wheel.

They don’t need us. But they are willing to give us a chance, and I vow then to make it up to them in any way I can.

We owe it to them.

All three of us.

It's time to win our Omegas back.

When they’re done, they roll to the side. Ella detaches from my knot, leaving me bare and covered in their slick.

They don’t get up for some time and there’s a point where I think they have forgotten about me.

I’m still strapped to the bed, and I feel so used…

A smirk grows across my face.

Brody lifts his head, remembering me at last, and he unfastens my straps.

Then he gathers my clothes, shoving them in my arms. “You are excused, Alastor.”

Excused?

“What happened to staying all night?” I chuckle.

His eyes find Ella, and they’re practically molten when he whispers. “Change of plans. I want Ella all to myself.”

Wow. Selfish much?

“Go, now,” he almost growls, and there’s no missing the challenge.

The female Omega is spent, lying curled up in the blankets and pillows. She feels her way across the sheets, whimpering, “Brody?”

Of course, it’s him she calls.

I shouldn’t have expected anything else.

Still, it was one of the best nights of my life.

I hope they use me again.

“All right, I’m going…”

When I reach the door, he tosses out my hook and pirate hat, and I guess the role-playing is done.

It never caught on anyway.

Though I’ve noticed they’ve kept the wings.

Fair enough.

I’m buck-naked and covered in Omega slick and a wide smirk covers my face.

Kellen glares at me from his room, and I raise a smug eyebrow.

Oh, he missed out big time, and I hope he is getting serious FOMO.

He’s covered in scratches, and it looks like he and Eggnog didn’t hit it off after all.

I toss him the middle finger and then vanish into my own room to finish off in the shower.

I’ll be thinking about Brody and Ella the whole time I squeeze my knot.