Micah didn’t know what he looked like, himself, but somehow, incredibly, his expression made Kai smile.
Kai was handsome, far more than he had any right to be.
“Fuck, you’re wet,” Spike panted, his fingers curling between Micah’s asscheeks, rubbing Micah’s hole through his soaked shorts.
Micah cried out, surprised and so very aroused. He’s touching me there.
Kai prowled into the bedroom after them, slamming the door. “How wet?”
“Enough to lube up both of us,” Spike growled, turning to Kai. “Here, touch.”
Spike held Micah open. Kai pressed his fingers between Micah’s cheeks, circling Micah’s hole through his shorts. The soaked fabric scraped against Micah’s entrance, and Kai pressed down, coaxing Micah’s hole to open around his finger.
Micah whimpered, his face burning. There were no pleasantries at all with Kai, were there?
“Very nice,” Kai growled, bringing his fingers to his lips. Then he tasted Micah’s slick, rolling it across his tongue.
Micah squirmed, shame prickling his skin. They knew how desperate he was.
Kai barely had time to lock the bedroom door, before Spike shoved Micah against Kai’s broad chest. Kai grunted, his cock trapped against Micah’s back.
With his hips, Spike pinned Micah against Kai, his cock shoved against Micah’s erection. Pleasure hissed up Micah’s spine.
“I want to taste you,” Spike growled, thrusting his hips, grinding a wave of pleasure into Micah’s body.
Micah’s breath punched out of him. “Spike—”
“Can I call you Micah?” Spike panted, dragging sloppy kisses down Micah’s neck. “Or do you prefer Davis? Or Professor?”
Micah groaned. He was a professor. And here he was, his legs open around his student, Spike’s stepbrother pressed behind him. Kai shoved back at Micah, his damp cock grinding against Micah’s back, eager to slide inside.
With all their intimate parts touching... they shouldn’t have titles in the bedroom. “C-Call me Micah.”
“Micah,” Spike growled, savoring the name as it rolled across his tongue.
“Micah,” Kai murmured in Micah’s ear.
Micah’s heart quickened. This was wrong, but it felt so right.
Spike raked his gaze down Micah’s body. Micah was tempted to cover his hard cock, but it was still behind his shorts, and Kai and Spike knew he was hard, anyway.
“Hold Micah up, Kai. Need to get my cock out.”
Micah dripped. He’s fucking me now?
Kai caught Micah’s thighs and opened his legs wide, supporting Micah against his chest. Micah’s feet dangled at his sides, his ass spread open, covered by the thin fabric of his shorts. Spike stepped back.
In the dim light of the bedroom, Micah watched as Spike undid his pants, shoving down his waistband so his cock slipped out. Spike’s cock was a little different from Kai’s—Kai’s was longer, curved, and Spike’s was just a little shorter, just a little thicker. They were both far bigger than Micah, though. Hungry. Delicious.
Micah squirmed, flushing when Spike watched his reaction with a slow smile. Then Spike reached down, cupping Micah’s cock through his shorts.
Micah jerked against him. Spike’s touching my cock. Spike groaned.
Kai rumbled, his heart pounding against Micah’s back. “What’s it feel like?”
“He’s so hard, Kai. He’s so fucking hungry.”
Spike met his eyes; Micah felt naked beneath his gaze. Behind, Kai growled, his musk rolling through the air.
Then Spike raked his eyes over Micah’s body, and licked his lips. “We haven’t seen all of you.”
For a moment, Micah panicked. “A-all of me?”
Spike paused, thumbing down Micah’s balls. “You don’t wanna?”
Micah looked away, nervous again. What if they couldn’t stand the sight of him, and called this off? “I don’t want to take my clothes off. But you can—” he gulped “—But you can enter my body.”
That felt so incriminating.
Spike’s pupils blew wider yet, until his iris was a thin ring of brown. Behind Micah, Kai’s breathing turned uneven.
“F-fuck. Okay,” Spike panted. “How about we just slide your shorts off a little bit? Like this.”
He curled his warm fingers into Micah’s waistband, tugging on it so it slid down the curve of his ass, leaving Micah’s hole open to the air. Then Spike pulled down the front of Micah’s shorts, letting Micah’s cock jut up between them.
Micah would always be grateful that his cock hadn’t been scarred. That was the thought he clung onto, instead of My students are looking at my cock.
“That’s hot,” Kai rasped, his musk wafting around Micah.
Spike’s gaze left Micah’s cock tingling. He tucked Micah’s waistband under his sac, then curled his fingers lightly around Micah’s head, where his tip had pushed past his foreskin, desperate for touch.
“I didn’t know you had foreskin,” Spike whispered, admiring. He slid Micah’s skin down to expose his tip, then back up, hiding it. Then he ground just under Micah’s head, and a jolt of pleasure seared up Micah’s spine. Micah choked on his moan.
Both alphas growled, watching him. Spike pumped Micah’s cock, tightening his fist, until Micah writhed against Kai, his cock aching, his precome trickling down the side of Spike’s fist.
Spike leaned in, licking it off his fingers. Then, his soft, damp tongue brushed up the side of Micah’s cock, and Micah cried out, throbbing in his fist.
“Gods,” Kai panted, his precome soaking into Micah’s shirt.
“Tastes good,” Spike whispered. “Salty. You should taste him, too.”
“Can’t when I’m holding him up.”
Micah’s face scorched. They were talking about tasting him like it was an ordinary thing, like it was okay to lick your professor’s cock while you held his legs open. Micah dripped; Spike gathered his precome with his tongue. Then he straightened, leaned over Micah’s shoulder, and hauled Kai in for a kiss.
Spike shoved his tongue into Kai’s mouth. Micah’s cock throbbed at the sight. Except that wasn’t all—Kai sucked Micah’s precome off Spike’s tongue, savoring it. Then he groaned, his cock jerking against Micah’s back, eager to slide into him.
They want me. Micah panted, reaching down to stroke himself. Spike nudged his hand away.
“Mine,” Spike whispered fiercely. “I want to make you come tonight.”
Micah whimpered, ashamed by his own need.
Both alphas noticed. Kai pulled Micah’s legs open wider. Spike closed his hot, firm fist around Micah’s cock, tugging on him, leaning in to take Micah’s tip
