“Obey me,” Harris growled, pushing the base of his cock against Valen’s hole.
Whether or not Valen obeyed, he would get that cock. So Valen made his choice.
“No.”
He squirmed away from Harris, made to crawl across the bed, his body protesting the moment he left the heat of Harris’ thighs.
“Valen,” Harris snarled. Then he lunged, grabbed Valen around the waist, and pushed his finger into Valen’s hole. Dry.
It burned as it went in. Valen hissed, his ass clenching around Harris. Couldn’t think past Harris’ finger inside him.
Harris pushed down on Valen’s prostate. An electric jolt scorched up his spine. Valen snarled, panting, and Harris massaged Valen’s prostate until he shook.
“You will listen,” Harris murmured. “And you will take my cock.”
Valen’s cock jerked. “Maybe.”
“No maybes.” Harris shoved Valen’s shoulders against the bed, left his ass up. Then Harris pulled his finger out—it burned again—and spat.
This time, Harris worked his wet fingers between Valen’s cheeks, up against his hole. Pushed back inside.
Valen gasped, his body stretching, taking Harris in.
“You gonna stay still this time?” Harris growled.
“Maybe.”
Then Valen crawled again, and Harris snarled, shoved Valen flat against the bed, knocking the wind out of him. Harris planted his knee down on Valen’s back, right between his shoulder blades. Held him down as he reached for the bedside table. Grabbed one of the lube bottles they had lying around. Plastic snapped.
Harris reached down, spread Valen’s cheeks. Cool lube splattered onto Valen’s hole.
A blunt plastic tip pushed against his opening a second later, about the width of Harris’ finger. The nozzle of the lube bottle. Then it slid into Valen, cool and hard, and lube filled him up inside, too.
Valen groaned, his cock aching. Reached back, swiping at the lube bottle. “Not gonna stop me with that.”
“No, but it’ll make things easier. Or harder for you.”
Harris’ cock brushed Valen’s thigh, warm and heavy. Valen stopped breathing.
Harris threw the bottle aside. Then he dragged his wrist down his cock, along its underside, over the top of it, its sides.
If it was going where Valen hoped it would... Fuck, yes.
Valen lunged for the edge of the bed. Harris growled and pounced. He slid his arm under Valen’s chest, anchored him by the shoulder. Then he snapped his hips, and his cock slid against Valen’s taint, his balls, hungry for him.
“You will obey me,” Harris murmured in Valen’s ear, shoving his cock against Valen’s ass. “You will take my cock.”
Valen rolled his hips, grinding his hole against Harris’ cock. “What if I don’t want to?”
Harris barked a laugh. Slicked his cock up with lube. Valen wouldn’t believe his own words, either, his cock throbbing as it was.
Then Harris’ tip wedged into the dip of Valen’s hole, and he gave a sharp thrust, cramming his entire cock into Valen’s hole.
“Fuck!” Valen panted, his body stretching around Harris’ cock.
This. This was what he’d needed most, listening to Sam talk about Harris. Harris touched Sam with care. He wasn’t violent with Sam. Valen needed to know Harris wanted rough and hard, needed to know he could still be that for Harris.
Harris reached up, cupped his hand around Valen’s throat, and squeezed. Valen gasped. Harris released him.
“Mine,” Harris rumbled, sliding his cock out. Valen groaned, and Harris fucked back into him, vicious. “All mine.”
He was marking Valen’s hole, all of his insides, and Valen trembled, his body so damn sensitive. Needed more. Needed to bow to Harris, let Harris have all of him.
Then Harris squeezed his throat again, and Valen wheezed.
“You can still breathe?” Harris rasped.
“Yeah,” Valen said. Rolled his hips to take Harris in deeper. “I’d hate for the day you can’t choke me anymore.”
Harris snorted, and gripped Valen’s shoulder. Anchored Valen to himself, and rammed his cock into Valen’s body, made Valen take all of him.
Valen panted, pleasure rippling through his body, his cock leaking onto the sheets.
And this—this was what Harris could give Valen, that Sam couldn’t. Sam cared too much to hurt him. Harris knew Valen’s boundaries, knew what he could push.
“Gods know you better take all of it,” Harris growled, reaching down to squeeze Valen’s balls. Dragged his wrist over Valen’s throat, where his pulse was.
Yeah, Valen wanted to be his.
Then Harris slammed back into Valen, and Valen scrabbled against the sheets, reaching down to jerk himself off. Fuck, he was going to come, and Harris hadn’t even fucked him enough yet.
“Leave it,” Harris said. Bit into the meat of Valen’s shoulder. “Let Sam have it.”
“Sam?” Valen panted.
“Look.”
Valen looked over his shoulder. Found Sam by the bedroom door, his chest heaving, his cock a hard line in his pants.
Valen’s cock throbbed. He hadn’t heard Sam stepping into the room. Didn’t know what to make of Sam watching this.
It wasn’t like Valen was any less of an alpha, but outside this bedroom, a scene like this would cost him his rep.
“Get over here,” Harris rumbled at Sam, nodding toward Valen. “Leave your clothes at the door.”
Then Harris hauled Valen up by the chest, reached between Valen’s legs. Sam’s gaze fell to Valen’s hips, Valen’s cock straining thick and flushed. Harris angled Valen’s cock at Sam. Then he stroked, damp skin catching on hot, sensitive flesh. Valen writhed.
“This is all yours, Sam,” Harris said. “Do with it what you want. Fuck him, suck him.”
Sam made a soft, keening sound at the back of his throat. He shrugged out of his clothes, climbing onto the bed, his tip pushing out of his foreskin. “It’s okay?” Sam asked, lingering at the edge of the mattress.
“Suck him,” Harris said. “Now.”
Sam whimpered, crawling over to them. Musk bloomed from his skin.
“Were you jerking off, Sam?” Harris asked.
Sam flushed and nodded. “I was... was listening. You said I could join in.”
Valen groaned. Sam had been listening? To Harris bending Valen over?
Harris rumbled, squeezing Valen’s cock. “Good. Now show Valen how much you want this.”
Sam licked his lips, meeting Valen’s eyes. Valen
