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Story: Operation: CuddleDom

“Fuck,” his voice was barely above a whisper.

I undid my belt and let the tip of my cock nudge between his cheeks.

“Now,” I said, close to his ear, “tell him what it’s for.”

Justice made a sound low in his chest. I pushed against him, let him feel how fucking ready I was. I ground against him. Justice was a genius. He’d get it.

“Theo,” he said, voice breaking. “Stroke Ren’s cock with her slick.”

The omegas looked at each other and mouthed “fuck” in unison.

Then Theo was at my side. His fingers shook slightly as they wrapped around my cock and stroked, slow, spreading Mackenzie’s slick over me.

I took a steadying breath. I didn’t want to be the one to fuck this up by coming like an over eager alpha who just presented.

“Now,” I said, wrapping a hand around Justice’s throat and pulling him up, “here’s what’s going to happen, Alpha. I’m going to fuck you until you scream my name while you tell your boy to make my omega come.”

Justice made a sound that was close to a whimper. “Theo,” was all he managed to say.

I pushed in slow, steady, until he was full of me. He groaned, low and guttural, and his whole body went tense and his head hung.

“Yeah,” I said, voice right against his ear. “That’s it.”

He was tight, like he still didn’t know how to let go. I started moving in deep, controlled thrusts, no tease, no build-up. Just fucking him like I knew what he needed before he did.

His fingers balled into fists. He tried to breathe through it, but the sounds Mackenzie was making cut through everything. She was always a fucking symphony. Theo had her on the floor, legs spread, fucking her like he couldn’t stop, like holding back was killing him.

Justice moaned. Loud. Raw.

I pressed harder into his back, grinding in deep. Letting him feel the weight of me. The weight of this.

“You’re doing such a good job, Alpha,” I said, dragging the words slow. I knew exactly what it did to him when I called him alpha. “Taking my cock like you fucking mean it.”

“Fuck,” he said. I was going to translate that to “please”.

“Now tell Theo he doesn’t get to come until you do.”

He tried to shake his head, breath gone, but I wrapped a hand around his cock, stroked him slow and tight, just enough to push.

“Say it.”

“Theo… fuck…” Justice’s voice cracked. “Don’t come.”

Theo groaned loud, and paused, like he needed to gather himself. She was writhing under him. Her moans doing all the begging for her. She came on the next thrust, screaming Justice’s name.

Justice watched. Watched them fall apart. I grabbed his hip and pounded hard.

And then we broke.

He came in my hand, cock pulsing, body trembling, screaming my name, like the good little alpha he was. I followed, deep and hard, grinding through it, hips locked tight against him, emptying everything I had.

He slumped, and I pulled him upright, holding him with an arm around his chest. I let my cock slip from him, but I held him tight, one hand still wrapped around his cock. The panting and satisfied mmmm’s of our omegas filling our ears.

I nuzzled into his neck. He smelled fucking fantastic.

“Ren,” he breathed. That was his thank you.

“Alpha,” I whispered back, just to feel how the word made him shudder.