Their cocks moved inside him, each exquisite grind of flesh sending pleasure into Kai’s body. Kai rolled his hips, catching Spike moving in the opposite direction.
They built a rhythm, Kai sometimes fucking in at the same time his brother did. Micah’s spine bowed, his legs shaking as he took them both. At other times, Kai took turns with Spike pistoning inside Micah, his cock sliding out as Spike’s thrust in.
Spike had sunken his teeth into his lower lip, his eyes glazed over with need, his balls tight as they brushed Kai’s, ready to fill their omega, too. Kai wanted to feel Spike’s come. Wanted to hear Micah’s ragged cry as they pushed him over the edge.
Micah writhed between them, the sounds falling from his lips desperate, almost animal. “Please,” he breathed. “S-So close.”
“Open your eyes,” Kai growled, straining against his handcuffs. “Wanna see you cream yourself with our cocks inside you.”
Micah wheezed, tiny incoherent words falling from his lips. Spike swore, fucking deeper. Kai joined him. They surged inside their omega, pleasuring Micah until he thrashed. Spike held him down so they could get all the way inside him, marking him with their precome and their scents.
“Come for us,” Spike growled, reaching down to grasp Micah’s cock. “Give Kai your sweet cream.”
He pumped once. Micah cried out, arching. His body clenched around them like a vice, his head tipping back, his nails breaking Kai’s skin as he jerked, hot come spurting onto Kai’s chest. And the look in his eyes—disbelief, surprise, pleasure.
“Fuck,” Spike rasped, jamming his cock into Micah’s body, opening him up.
Kai throbbed. He followed Spike, plunging deep, desperate for his own release. For Spike’s come all over his cock, and Micah’s slick around them. The thought made his balls pull achingly tight. Spike’s strokes grew desperate; his sweat gleamed on his skin. With a shout, Spike came, his cock pulsing against Kai’s, his come hot and slippery, smearing all over Kai’s cock.
It broke the dam inside Kai. Pleasure crashed through him, pulsing in waves through his body as it wiped his mind blank. He stopped breathing. Couldn’t think as he surrendered his seed to Micah, yanking on his restraints, needing to pull Micah against himself.
“Ours,” Spike growled, pulling out of Micah, his cock sliding heavy alongside Kai’s.
Kai was about to ask where he was going, except Spike canted his hips, and his thick, blunt tip pressed against Kai’s hole. Pushed inside. More pleasure whispered through Kai.
Spike met his eyes. “Okay if I...?”
Kai swallowed hard, reading the hope and hesitation in Spike’s gaze. He knew what Spike wanted.
42
Kai
“I went back to Wy’s Drive-In, you know. That place with the chef who married two alphas.” Spike licked his lips, looking a little sheepish. “I asked Sam if it was okay for alphas to knot each other. He said yes. We won’t end up in the ER.”
Micah chuckled. “I wonder how he knew.”
“He probably saw them do it. Many times.” Spike ground his cock against Kai’s prostate, and Kai tipped his head back, pleasure thrumming through his body.
“Yeah,” Kai said, squeezing around him. “Go ahead.”
Spike growled. He pressed all the way in, just for a second. Then he slid out. “Before I get stuck here,” he breathed, leaning sideways so he could kiss Micah’s lips. “I wanna mark you first, Micah.”
Micah’s eyes grew wide; his chest heaved. Spike slid his tongue into Micah’s mouth, dragging his fingers through Micah’s hair.
“Yes,” Micah whispered, his voice rough. “Please.”
Spike growled, breaking the kiss to nuzzle Micah’s scent gland, where Kai’s mark sat off-center. Then he nuzzled the spot where Micah smelled strongest, and dragged his teeth a little to the side, so it balanced out Kai’s marking.
Truth be told, Kai was surprised they hadn’t bonded yet. “I thought you guys were tight,” Kai said. “Why’d you never mark each other?”
Micah flushed, and so did Spike.
“I didn’t... think I should really be the omega for you,” Micah said, looking down. “Both of you deserve better.”
Spike snorted against Micah’s skin. “Yeah, you see us with any other omega?”
Micah blushed harder. “That might also be because I’m pregnant.”
“It isn’t because of the baby that we’re here,” Kai said.
Micah bowed his head. “I understand now. I’m just... so grateful that you both took a chance on me.”
“You’re the only omega I’ve ever wanted.” Spike dropped kisses along Micah’s shoulder; his knot began to swell. “There’s no one else in the world that’s anything like you.”
“Then you should’ve marked Micah,” Kai said.
Spike met his eyes. “Yeah, I know that now. I’m never letting either of you go.”
Those words sat warm in Kai’s chest. He rocked up into Micah, wanting the handcuffs off so he could touch Micah and Spike. The bonding came first, though. “You’re most important, Micah. Baby or not. Gods, when I saw you after those guys beat Spike up... I was gonna murder someone.”
“I hope you don’t,” Spike said dryly. “I’d rather have you in my bed instead of behind bars.”
Kai grinned. “Mark Micah, and then get the damn cuffs off. I want my scent on both of you.”
Spike smiled. He exchanged a glance with Micah—and that was the most poignant look Kai had ever seen. Spike, finally about to bond with the omega he’d crushed on for a decade. Kai’s heart pattered. He was so fucking happy for them.
“Please,” Micah whispered to Spike. Spike sucked in a shaky breath, his lip trembling a little. Then he sank his teeth into Micah’s shoulder, breaking skin. Micah gasped, his eyes flying wide. His cock jerked. Kai knew that pain and pleasure—Spike had marked him earlier. He and Micah were both Spike’s, now, and it felt incredible.
“Mine,” Spike growled, kissing Micah’s raw skin. “Ours.”
Micah flushed, a smile spreading through his face.
“Ours,” Kai agreed, watching them. There was no ugly snarl of jealousy this time. Just contentment, now that Spike had made him a promise. And Micah...
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