Kai grasped Micah through his panties, rumbling with satisfaction when Micah arched up, his damp cock smearing a trail of precome up Kai’s palm. “So damn hungry,” Kai whispered.
“He’s been ready for you,” Spike answered, rocking Micah against Kai. “We want you to be the first one inside Micah.”
Kai groaned, bringing his precome-smeared hand to his lips. Then, never once breaking their locked gaze, he licked Micah’s taste off his palm. It was salty, slippery. Micah flushed, musk rolling off his skin. “Kai, please.”
“Gonna mark you,” Kai rasped, dragging his wrist down his own stiff cock, making sure it was thoroughly covered with his scent. “Gonna open you up. Fill you with come. Give you another baby.”
He didn’t know what possessed him to say that. But the moment it left his lips, Micah whimpered, and Spike hissed.
“Fuck,” Spike panted, his hand disappearing behind Micah. “Felt like his ass opened and drenched me with his slick.”
Micah’s flush deepened further, spreading down to his chest. He looked so ready to be claimed.
“Gods,” Kai panted, reaching under Micah’s belly and between his legs. He found Spike’s bare cock first, pressed up against Micah’s taint. Kai nudged it down and reached further back, finding the teardrop-shaped opening right against Micah’s hole, and a couple of Spike’s fingers curled through the teardrop, completely soaked. Kai probed at Micah’s opening, warm slick smearing across his fingertips.
Micah groaned, rocking down onto both of them. His cock jerked against Kai’s forearm. Kai pumped Micah with his other hand, circling Micah’s hole, nudging Spike’s finger with his own.
“You gonna get inside him?” Kai asked.
Spike met his eyes over Micah’s shoulder. “Together?”
Micah whimpered, his eyes growing wide.
Kai hadn’t thought of it before, but now that their fingers were both at Micah’s hole, he wanted to feel it. Him and his brother inside their omega. “Fuck,” Kai rasped, his cock pulsing. “One finger.”
They pushed in at the same time. Micah opened around them, his body hot and tight. Kai groaned, his hips bucking. Spike swore.
They moved their fingers experimentally, getting used to each other in that slippery tightness, and Micah clenching around them.
“I can’t believe you’re doing this,” Micah gasped, even as he shoved his ass down to take them deeper.
Kai groaned. Spike thrust a second finger inside. Micah panted, writhing between them, his nails biting into Kai’s shoulder. So Kai eased his second finger into his omega, stretching their omega even further. Micah shuddered, his cock leaking.
“Think you can take more?” Spike asked, his chest heaving as he curved his fingers, seeking out Micah’s prostate.
“I—ah!” Micah stiffened as he clenched, panting, his head thrown back. He squeezed around Kai’s fingers, and Kai imagined his cock in there, stretching Micah even deeper. Then Spike’s words filtered back through his mind.
Kai met Spike’s eyes, unsure if he believed what Spike suggested. “You mean...”
“Both our cocks.” Spike licked his lips, grinding down on Micah’s prostate so he cried out, spasming between them.
“Fuck.” Kai gulped. “Can you?” he asked Micah.
Micah huffed, rocking down onto their fingers. “It’ll take a bit of stretching, but yes.”
Kai groaned, his cock aching at the thought. Grinding with Spike’s cock, but inside Micah. That felt like the best way they could all be together, and Kai wanted.
Micah reached down, sliding his fingers around Kai’s cock, stroking him hungrily. “Inside, please.”
Kai throbbed, thrusting into his fist. “Gotta get you onto the bed.”
“Before that,” Spike said, smiling a secretive smile. He released Micah, stepping around their omega to reach between Kai and Micah. Then he grabbed Kai’s cock, and tugged him toward the bed. “I have plans.”
“More than this?” Kai followed him, wrapping his hand around Spike’s fist to tighten his grip, so the heat of his cock burned into Spike’s hand.
Spike groaned. For a moment, he paused to catch his breath, his fist working up and down Kai’s cock, sending a jolt of pleasure down Kai’s spine.
“I need to come,” Kai growled.
“You will.” Spike grinned over his shoulder. “But not yet.”
“Fuck.”
Spike reached into the bedside drawer, pulling out a pair of silver handcuffs. Kai paused, raising an eyebrow. They’d both been in the handcuffs before, him and Spike. But today, Spike glanced at Kai with a dark, hungry look. Kai’s arousal scorched through his veins. “Me, huh?”
“Fuck yeah, it’s gonna be you.” Spike grinned, tugging Kai onto the bed. The mattress indented beneath Kai’s knees. “You’re gonna stay put, and Micah and I will have our fun with you.”
Kai’s throat went dry. He wanted that. Wanted to belong to both of them. And now that Micah was following them to the bed, his soft hands squeezing Kai’s ass, Kai had no objections at all.
“I’m all yours,” he croaked.
“Good,” Spike said with a smile. “Micah.”
Micah clambered onto the bed, his hobble completely forgotten, his gaze filled with anticipation and hunger. Gods, he was beautiful. Kai stroked Micah’s side; Micah lay where Spike ordered him, his head on the pillows, his legs curled up to expose his hole. Kai’s attention locked onto that teardrop shape on the black lace, and the pink, damp opening beyond. His pulse pounded between his thighs.
“Kai,” Spike growled, closing one cuff around Kai’s wrist. “Kneel.”
Kai knelt, shuffling until Spike had him up against Micah’s ass. Then Spike pressed down on Kai’s shoulder, forcing him to lean over their omega.
“Hold the headboard.”
It kind of felt like punishment, except it wasn’t. Kai grasped the topmost rung, meeting Micah’s eyes. Micah smiled, cupping Kai’s jaw, his other hand stroking down Kai’s chest, a soft, warm pressure. “I’ve been waiting,” Micah said, his gaze warm, burning with the same hunger. “Alpha.”
Kai panted, that sound, that word, that endearment sinking into him like a brand. “Yours,” he whispered tightly.
“Ours,” Spike said. And he squeezed Kai’s cock, before looping the cuff-chain around the rung and closing the other cuff around Kai’s left wrist, locking him down.
And now Kai had Micah beneath him, his own legs and ass spread, free for Spike to do with as he wanted.
It shouldn’t feel this fucking hot,
