In The Living Room

Kofi

C arys is so quiet as she walks down the hallway, toward our bedroom. She’s not crying or acting in any way that tells me she’s upset, but I can feel a trace of something in our bond. Sadness? Longing? I have no idea. But I fear it won’t be the last time we see Judson Lancaster.

“I cannot believe you let him talk to her.” Swanley rounds on me the second Carys disappears into the bedroom. “That fucker knows her ex. Preston could have sent him here to kidnap her or to exact revenge for?—”

“Calm down!” I snap as quietly as I can. “You’re upsetting Isaac.”

Swan’s gaze swings to our beta, taking in his down-turned eyes and hunched shoulders.

“Please, don’t fight,” Isaac says. “Carys wanted to talk to him. She looked so happy and he seems so swe?—”

“That doesn’t fucking matter,” Swanley grits out. “Carys is freshly mated. She’s in a delicate condition, and she can’t—” He stops talking as our omega steps into the living room. She looks so calm and sweet, standing there completely naked—lush tits, curvy waist, and thighs that beg to be squeezed.

“Carys,” I growl deep in my chest, loving how bold she’s become with us in such a short amount of time. “What are you doing, omega?”

“Swanley,” she whispers his name, her breathy tones making my cock grow impossibly hard. “Will you take care of me?”

“Me?” Swanley cut me an unsure look.

My cock instantly plumps at the thought of seeing Swan dominate her. Swan is a rough lover, but I know he’ll be gentle with her. And I’m very excited to see it.

“Do your job, alpha,” I say, urging him to do as she asks. “Take care of our omega.”

But Carys doesn’t wait for Swanley to make the first move. Instead, she takes him by the hand, leading him down the hallway. I’ve never once seen Swan act timid or unsure, but right now he almost looks like a lost little puppy. It’s kind of cute.

Walking slowly, Carys stops at the foot of the bed. She releases Swan’s hand, then she slowly leans over, resting her cheek on the mattress. The soft mound of her pussy is on full display, pushing out between her legs. Swanley admires her, palming his impressive bulge.

“How do you want me to take her?” he asks me, his eyes still firmly on her plush ass.

I grab the armchair, pulling it to the very center of the room. “I’m here for the show, alpha.” I take my seat, motioning for Isaac to sit on my lap. My obedient beta settles on my leg, leaning against my chest to get comfortable. “Don’t leave our girl waiting.”

Swanley nods, then tugs off his shirt and pants. Defined pecs and abs flex and the front of his briefs are tented like I’ve never seen them before. I can’t wait for her to feel his impressive length moving in and out of her. I hope she screams with pleasure.

“On your back, omega.” Swanley caresses Carys's voluptuous ass, then he slaps it once, twice. It jiggles beautifully, and a deep growl moves through me.

“Like this?” Carys asks as she changes position. She sits facing me, then she lays down with her feet dangling toward the floor.

“That’s better.” Swanley slips his hand under one knee, lifting it up, so her foot rests on the edge of the bed. Then he does the same with her other leg, spreading our omega wide. My sexy red-headed alpha has given me the most amazing view of her delicious pink pussy.

I’m a little surprised when Swanley doesn’t settle between her legs. Instead, he crawls onto the bed next to her, leaning over her as he kisses her soft stomach, curvy hips, down to her dripping pussy. Isaac and I watch as he swipes his tongue through her folds. Knowing exactly how to get her off, he begins lapping and sucking, lavishing her swollen clit with wild attention.

Isaac’s ass clenches on my lap and his breath mimics Carys's. It’s almost as if he can feel the sensations building inside her sweet body. And maybe he can. I don’t really know how shared bonds work.

“Alpha!” Carys gasps loudly when Swan begins to flick her clit harder and faster. Soon her gasps turn into low moans, and her fingers curl into the sheets. “Oh fuck!” she yells out, and my cock leaks in my pants.

“Squeeze your tits,” I command our omega. She obeys, palming her flesh and making her nipples point up at the ceiling. “That’s a good girl.” I praise her while I smooth my hands up Isaac’s chest. I circle my hand around the beta’s throat, feeling his thundering heartbeat against my palm. He’s as turned on as I am.

A deep growl erupts from Swanley’s chest, right as a gush of slick flows from our girl. Her back arches and her toes curl as she comes hard. Swanley keeps working her over, not stopping until the tremor in her thighs stops. Then he slowly lifts his mouth and chin dripping with our omega’s arousal.

“You taste like heaven.” Swanley wipes his face with the back of his hand, but I can’t stop staring at the crown of his dick peeking out of his waistband. I want to see just how hard our girl has made him. Thankfully, he doesn’t make me wait. A pleased rumble moves through me as he pushes his underwear down his long legs. He really has the most beautiful cock. Thick and long with a fat vein running underneath the shaft. My mouth waters thinking about sucking the cum right out of him.

Swanley grabs Carys's ankle, yanking her, so she lies horizontally on the bed. I love this new position. It means she can turn her head and see me and Isaac. “Don’t move,” Swanley says forcefully, then he knocks her legs open once again. “Tell me if I’m too rough.”

“Yuh-yes, alpha.” She gasps at his strength, but he cuts off the sound with another commanding kiss.

“Kofi.” Isaac squirms in my lap. So many people like to pretend betas don’t have the same needs as an alpha or an omega, but Isaac feels the same longing and deep ache as we do. And he needs to be tended by his mates.

“Let me see you.” I lift Isaac’s shirt over his head, exposing his bare chest, then I capture his mouth in a fierce kiss. It’s wild and possessive, the kind of kiss that tells him how badly I want him. Because I do. Between him and Carys, I have the most tempting mates on earth. How did I get so lucky?

“Watch our girl,” I command as I break the kiss. Isaac quickly obeys as I settle him so his ass is right against my cock. The pressure from his body weight eases some of the ache in my balls. “Don’t take your eyes off of Carys,” I whisper in Isaac’s ear as I move my hands all over his broad chest.

Swanley moves over our omega, grinding his hips down on her. He sucks at her nipples, making her flesh pull, then audibly pops free. He does it again and again, winding our girl up.

“Do you like the way he touches her?” I ask Isaac, moving my hand up his thigh.

“Yes,” he pants, swallowing hard.

“Do you want to see his fat knot inside her?”

Carys turns to look at me. Her eyes are half-hooded with lust and her mouth hangs open, but the corners tip up in the sweetest smile I’ve ever seen. She wants his knot. And that thrills me to no end. She deserves Swan’s mark, and he deserves to feel her sweet pussy milking him of every last drop of cum.

Wanting to tease both my mates at the same time, I palm the front of Isaac’s pants, caressing his erection. He’s rock hard, leaking through this thin fabric.

“Do you want Swanley to come inside of Carys?” I squeeze Isaac’s shaft.

“Yes,” he moans, leaning his head back and resting it on my shoulder.

“Are you going to eat his cum out of her like a good boy?”

Isaac’s eyes fly open as he snaps his head to me. There’s so much excitement in his vibrant hazel eyes. “Y-yes.” His words are jittery. “Yes, p-please.”

I can’t help but chuckle.

“Jerk him.” Swanley’s deep voice pulls my attention. My eyes lock with his as he holds his cock right at Carys's entrance. Our omega is a mess beneath him, bucking her hips up, desperate for fiction. Isaac continues to squirm on my lap, needing the same release as our girl.

Moving slowly, I reach into Isaac’s waistband and circle my hand around his hard cock. Then I begin to jerk him off. Swanley moves at the same time, pushing into Carys's body inch by devastating inch. Both omega and beta moan as we work them over.

Isaac grips my thighs, holding on for dear life as I pump him in time with Swanley’s pounding thrusts. Carys is wild beneath my alpha, clawing at his back as he pulls more pleasure from her. The whole room smells of bright, juicy peaches.

“You’re so fucking tight,” Swanley grits out, pumping in and out of our soaking-wet omega. “You take my cock so well.” He grunts, and she keens. She really does like to be praised. But every word is true. She is perfection, and we are humbled to be her alphas.

“Isn’t she sexy?” I whisper in Isaac’s ear, squeezing his tip especially hard.

“Gah!” He jerks, digging his fingers into the tops of my thighs. “Yes!” he gasps. “Yes!”

I smile, not sure if he’s agreeing with me, or if he’s just on the verge of coming.

“That’s it,” Swanley growls over the wild moans and gasps that fill the room. “Come on my cock, omega,” he says, and Carys obeys like the good little omega she is. She screams out her orgasm, right as hot ropes of cum erupt from Isaac’s cock. Swanley’s fangs punch forward, and I see it all play out as if in slow motion.

Swanley grabs a handful of Carys's silky dark hair.

He jerks it to one side.

Then he strikes, biting her neck hard right next to my mark.

The next few moments are so calm and quiet. The only sounds are Swanley and Isaac’s ragged breaths. It seems as if Carys has passed out. I hope so. I don’t want her to be forced to remember that kind of pain twice.

Isaac melts against me, his chest rising and falling with big deep breaths. Thick cum drips down my fingers. My cock is still painfully hard, wedged between me and my beta, and while my heartbeat hammers hard in my shaft, I ignore it. I’ll be able to come later.

“Alpha,” Carys mumbles, her words slurred. “What…” Her hands wave through the air. Isaac pushes off of me, rushing to her side. His cock is still out, his release dripping down his belly, but he doesn’t care. His omega needs him.

He’s such a good mate.

“Are you okay?” Swanley asks, finally removing his fangs from her neck.

“Did you do it?” She moves to touch her neck, but Isaac stops her.

“Don’t touch it,” he says, brushing her hair off of her sweaty forehead. “Swanley needs to finish cleaning it.”

“He did it?” Her eyes seem to finally focus, and Isaac smiles down at her. “He bit me? I belong to all of you?”

“Yes.” Isaac lets out a breathy laugh, tears in his eyes. “You belong to all of us.”