Kai had paused by the kitchen doorway, balanced on his crutches, his dark gaze raking down Micah’s body. Like he was stripping Micah in his mind. Micah’s cock grew so hard it hurt. There wasn’t just one alpha hungry for him, but two.
Behind him, Spike rumbled, pleased. “He got harder when he saw you, Kai. I felt it.”
“Spike,” Micah groaned, his face scorching. Kai didn’t need to know that.
Except Kai’s tongue darted across his lips, and his eyes—they grew hungrier yet.
“Kai’s been jerking off thinking about you,” Spike murmured, just loud enough that Kai probably heard. “Why don’t we get you off in front of him?”
Kai has...? Someone like Micah? A jolt sizzled down Micah’s spine. He bit his lip hard, trying to think of a reason why they shouldn’t. “I’m—I’m making food.”
“Food can wait,” Spike whispered.
Kai stepped over to them, until there were inches between him and Micah, and his heat soaked into Micah’s skin. Micah’s heart thumped. Kai glanced at the stove, turning off the burners. “You forgot this.”
“Oh, gods. I did.” Micah flushed. He rarely burned his food. But he’d never been seduced while making lunch, either.
With quick, decisive tugs, Spike undid Micah’s pants. Micah yelped, moving his hands down to stop Spike. His underwear wasn’t in better shape today.
He’d been hoping for intimacy like this, but Micah hadn’t wanted to put something nice on, and have his hopes dashed.
Spike paused. “No?”
Micah flushed. “I don’t have nice lingerie, or anything.”
A slow smile spread through Spike’s face; Kai snorted. “Like that’s gonna stop Spike.”
Spike kissed Micah’s neck. “I don’t even care about your scars, Micah. Sad undies aren’t even gonna make any difference... unless you don’t mind me ripping them apart. All the better to fuck you with.”
Micah stared, his throat going dry. In front of him, Kai growled softly.
“I could see that happening,” Kai murmured.
Spike grinned. “Not today, but soon.”
He pushed Micah’s briefs down so his cock slipped out, thick and flushed, its tip still hooded. Micah’s throat went dry. They’re looking at me.
Under Kai and Spike’s attention, Micah’s cock pushed out past its foreskin, seeking. His entire body prickled. What he felt—he couldn’t hide it.
“Micah’s so fucking sexy,” Spike whispered, cupping Micah’s cock. “And he’s hot for both of us, Kai. Do you smell him?”
Kai’s nostrils flared. “Yeah,” he growled.
Micah’s face burned. He knew his own musk was starting to fill the kitchen. This was bad. And yet... Spike stroked a sweet, buzzing pleasure into his body. Then he closed his fist around Micah’s cock, and tugged. Pleasure whispered through Micah’s flesh; he jerked, all his thoughts fleeing.
Micah had fantasized about this, too. Kai and Spike around him, touching his body, their lips on his skin. He’d never imagined that it would happen again. But Spike’s cock pressed against Micah’s hip, and the bulge in Kai’s pants grew.
“I love your foreskin,” Spike whispered. He pulled it down, exposing Micah’s glistening tip. Pleasure hummed through his body. “It looks kinda tight. Like it’s sucking on you when I pull it down.”
Micah groaned. It was one thing to have Spike touch him. A completely different thing to have Spike announce just how lewd Micah’s arousal was. Having Spike expose the most sensitive part of Micah’s cock.
Then Spike touched the pad of his finger to Micah’s head, nudging at his piss-slit. Bliss hissed through Micah’s nerves; he gasped, his cock jerking. His precome smeared across Spike’s finger. Spike smiled, rubbing Micah’s wetness between his fingertips. “Should I taste it, or Kai?”
“You go ahead,” Kai rumbled, his gaze heavy on Micah. “Your omega.”
Spike huffed, pressing his nose against Micah’s neck. “I want Micah to be ours. And Micah has agreed.”
Kai’s throat worked. Micah appreciated this alpha. He wanted Kai to fuck him. But whatever was between them... it was still too new. It didn’t feel right for them to be that intimate yet.
“I’ll watch,” Kai said, his gaze locked with Micah’s.
But maybe that wasn’t any better, when Kai would see everything there was about Micah, even all the terrible parts.
Spike rumbled, sucking lightly on Micah’s neck. “If you kneel, Kai, you’ll get to taste his come.”
Micah’s breath shuddered out of him. The thought was both terrifying, and so very hot.
Kai knelt, meeting Micah’s eyes. “Does this count as thanks? For taking us in. I’ll do anything you want.”
Micah’s skin burned; his cock throbbed. He wanted to do so much with Kai. And Spike. Both of them at once.
“Look how beautiful it is,” Spike whispered, stroking Micah from base to tip. “Hard as a rock. I love how hungry you are, Micah. Love how much you need us.”
Micah shuddered, pulsing in Spike’s hand. With the way Spike was touching him, and the way Kai’s lips were just inches from his cock... It wouldn’t take much for him to climax.
Spike caressed Micah, his touch too light for any real pleasure. Micah felt vulnerable, his sensitive parts in Spike’s grip. Spike swirled his rough fingertips around Micah’s head, squeezing his whole length firm and slow.
It was too much pleasure, and not enough at the same time. Micah writhed.
“More?” Spike whispered.
“Yes,” Micah breathed, his hips bucking.
Spike nudged Micah forward, rubbing his tip over Kai’s lips. Micah whimpered, shocked and embarrassed.
Kai’s tongue darted out, a soft, damp touch. His eyelids fluttered half-shut.
Micah’s insides jolted. He’s licking me. He likes it.
“Taste good?” Spike rumbled.
“Yeah.” Kai’s breath puffed hot on Micah’s cock. And he licked Micah’s tip again, his touch languorous, sinful.
“One of these days, we’ll have you fuck Kai’s mouth,” Spike whispered, pumping Micah’s cock harder. “But I wanna touch you today. Wanna feel you come.”
Micah’s breath shuddered out of him. His hole had grown slick, his balls pulling tight, and all he could think about was how much he wanted an alpha inside him—either Kai or Spike.
“More,” Micah gasped, rutting forward, needing more pressure.
Spike smeared Micah’s precome down his length. It slicked him up, and when Spike pumped his cock again, his fist slippery, bliss shot through Micah’s body.
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