“I c-can’t hold on,” Micah gasped around his shirt, his cock pulsing in Kai’s fist, his body trembling with how much pleasure Kai fucked into him. It was too much. “K-Kai—”
“Fucking take it,” Kai growled, pressing his palm against Micah’s belly, so Micah’s insides shifted and Kai’s cock hit him just right.
Micah spurted a second time, choking on his moan. Kai thrust deep inside him a couple times, then flipped them over, sitting up so Micah was forced to sit along with him.
Micah sagged against Kai, panting through his climax. He couldn’t think. Could only feel Kai’s warmth around him, holding him down.
When his thoughts cleared, he found his own come trickling down his cock, sticky and lewd, his tip flushed a dark red.
Kai’s made me come twice. And he’s not done yet.
Micah trembled, his limbs boneless, his chest heaving. Kai growled against his back, dragging his sharp teeth against Micah’s shoulder, biting just hard enough that pleasure and pain whispered through Micah’s skin.
The bedroom door opened.
Micah froze. And Spike stepped into the room, his eyes dark, a hard line in his pants.
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Kai
Kai hesitated, his pulse pounding, his cock throbbing in the slippery snugness of Davis’ body. Spike found us.
Spike met his eyes and shut the door, locking it. The sound hissed sweetly down Kai’s spine.
“You left a whole ton of musk outside,” Spike rasped. “Smelled you and Micah. I erased your trail.”
Kai kept silent. Before this, Davis—Micah—had really been Spike’s. Spike fucked Micah nightly. He was the one who got all handsy with this omega. Kai had thought of Micah as Spike’s, saying he didn’t feel anything for their professor.
So having Spike walk in on Kai fucking his omega... it sent a hot flush up Kai’s neck.
“Spike,” Micah mumbled, reaching down to cover his cock.
On instinct, Kai caught Micah’s hands, holding them away from his groin. And it paid off, when Spike’s gaze raked down Micah’s body, lingering on his come-covered cock.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Spike whispered, stepping over to the bed. He anchored his palms on Micah’s thighs, leaned in, and took Micah’s cock into his mouth, sucking off his come. Then he rolled it across his tongue, and swallowed.
The sight made Kai pulse.
Spike crowded close, taking the bunched shirt out of Micah’s mouth. Then he slanted his mouth over Micah’s lips in a deep, lewd kiss.
Micah moaned against him; Kai caught a flash of tongue. Probably Spike claiming Micah’s mouth again. Kai’s cock jerked. He liked that thought.
“Kai made you come, didn’t he?” Spike asked when he pulled away, meeting Micah’s eyes, then Kai’s.
“Twice,” Kai said, too horny to feel embarrassed right now.
Micah squawked. Spike’s smile spread through his face.
“I knew you’d give in sooner or later,” Spike said to Kai. “Micah makes me so hard. I figured he’d make you hard, too.” Kai wanted to pin Spike, and fuck that smile off his face.
“Get the fuck on the bed,” Kai growled, jerking his chin at the empty spot on the mattress. “Strip.”
Spike’s eyes darkened further; he shrugged out of his clothes, and his body was all hard lines and rippling muscle. He pumped his cock, raking his gaze down Kai and Micah, his tongue darting over his lips.
“Fuck Micah,” Spike murmured. “Show me what it looks like.”
He really didn’t mind that Kai was fucking his omega.
“You sure?” Kai asked.
A slow smile curved Spike’s lips. “What do you say, Micah? Want to be both Kai’s and mine?”
Micah gulped. Then he nodded, and hunger coiled through Kai’s insides.
“Fuck Micah for me,” Spike whispered, looking Kai straight in the eye.
Spike had speculated about it plenty of times, but Kai wanted to show him. Wanted Spike to hear the sounds that he wrung out of this omega. Theirs.
So Kai hefted Micah off his cock. Micah whimpered, angling his hips back toward Kai, like he wanted Kai back inside him. Something possessive rumbled in Kai’s chest.
“On all fours,” Kai told Micah, setting him on his knees. “I’ll fuck you again.”
Micah dropped onto his hands immediately, his face red, his legs spreading wide open, like he was begging.
“Gods,” Spike whispered, pumping himself. “You look so damn sweet, Micah.”
“Yeah,” Kai said. Couldn’t think of any better words while he was staring at Micah’s firm ass, Micah’s dark, pink hole wet and relaxed, stretched open by Kai’s cock.
Micah flushed. Then he angled his ass at Kai, reaching behind to spread his cheeks.
Kai’s cock throbbed. He needed to be inside. Needed to claim Micah, make him choke on his moan.
He shoved two fingers into Micah, rumbling when Micah stretched around him, warm and snug. So fucking delicious.
Micah moaned. Spike swore, leaning in. Then he kissed Micah on the lips, pushing his tongue into Micah’s mouth. Kai pressed down hard on Micah’s prostate—Micah cried out against Spike, his body clenching around Kai.
“Fuck,” Spike whispered when he broke the kiss, reaching down to stroke Micah’s cock. “You’re beautiful, but we can’t have you moaning so loud.”
And he pressed the spit-darkened shirt back against Micah’s mouth, dragging his thumb across Micah’s lip.
At the back of his mind, Kai wished he could be that tender with an omega. He wasn’t sure he knew how to.
Micah’s ass squeezed, yanking Kai’s attention back to his need. Kai’s throat went dry. He needed to fuck Micah. Hear him moan. Make Micah cream himself again.
Kai pressed his tip against the dark shadow of Micah’s hole, and pushed back inside.
Micah’s body swallowed him down, a tight, wet heat, his hole fluttering around Kai’s cock. Kai groaned; Micah whimpered, the sound going straight between Kai’s legs.
He couldn’t help himself. Just snapped his hips, slamming his cock back into Micah’s body. Micah took all of it with a moan, his spine arching.
“Fuck, Kai,” Spike whispered, pushing Micah back down onto Kai’s cock. “He feels so good, doesn’t he? Make him come. Show me.”
Kai growled, his cock jerking. He was close. He’d felt Micah come twice, and each time, his own cock had pulsed, nearing the edge.
Micah rocked down onto Kai, fucking himself
