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Chapter Eighteen

Sorcha

S orcha moaned as Ronan pounded into him.

The alpha was not the man he’d met before. He wasn’t friendly or careful or measured. He had no jokes or smiles to put Sorcha at ease.

This Ronan was a beast.

A beast who pummeled his ass repeatedly, growling and grunting with his efforts.

A beast who held Sorcha’s knee up with one hand while keeping his other arm wrapped firmly around his torso, clutching Sorcha’s back to his chest. A beast who had no control over his own mind at the moment, as he simply used Sorcha relentlessly for his pleasure.

It was a revelation.

This feeling of bliss, of being stuffed full of alpha cock, was the most incredible thing Sorcha had ever experienced. And being had while staring into Teal’s eyes… Well, that made Sorcha soar even higher.

“Omega,” Ronan's voice was like a drug in Sorcha's ear. “Being inside you is like being part of the stars. Feels. So. Good.” The near-feral alpha punctuated every word with another powerful thrust. “Do you feel my cock in you, little one? Do you feel it? Exactly where it belongs.”

“Yes, alpha.”

In all his fantasies about Ronan, Sorcha had never imagined him being this unhinged. He reached his arm back over his head to pull him closer. Ronan dug his face into the sensitive crease between Sorcha’s neck and shoulder.

Teal watched the scene with lust in his eyes, still tugging on Sorcha’s cock with one hand. He paused briefly to take his clothes off until all three of them were naked on the bed.

With a start, Sorcha felt Ronan’s cock rub against some secret place inside him. He cried out, shooting a stream of creamy seed onto Teal’s stomach.

“That’s it, my darling,” the older omega coaxed, stroking Sorcha through his release. “Let yourself go.”

At Teal’s words, Sorcha spurted again, the unmet need of his miserable day driving him. His hole clenched around Ronan’s cock. The big alpha shuddered, using both hands to pull Sorcha’s hips tightly against him.

With a groan, Ronan pumped forcefully one last time, the heat of his seed filling the condom deep within Sorcha’s passage.

The fullness and sensitivity in his hole were almost too much to bear, but they were nothing compared to the ecstasy which arose an instant later, when Ronan bit down on his neck, just above his buzzing scent gland.

The alpha was gentle, not breaking the skin, but his possessive hold had Sorcha locked in place.

Inches away, Teal ran a hand along Sorcha’s arm and down his stomach. Sorcha’s midsection protruded slightly with the heat belly he’d never seen on himself until this morning. Teal’s touch felt like butterfly kisses across the thin skin.

“Ronan’s knot is swelling in you now,” Teal said quietly. “Can you feel it?”

Sorcha’s passage had been aching and empty all day. As he felt Ronan expanding against his insides, there was none of the discomfort textbooks had told him to expect from an alpha’s knotting.

He looked at Teal, dazed. “Is there something wrong with me? I thought it was supposed to hurt?”

“No, my darling.” Teal pressed a quick peck of a kiss to Sorcha’s nose.

“Knotting rarely hurts during heat. Your beautiful omega body was made for this. Sometimes, being knotted outside of heat can cause pain, but if you are with a considerate alpha, there are ways to ensure it’s quite pleasurable. ”

Sorcha squeezed his hole around Ronan and the alpha hummed.

After his knot reached its full girth, he released his teeth from Sorcha’s neck.

Now that Ronan had come and popped his knot, Sorcha wondered if he would gain more control.

But when Sorcha turned his neck to eye him, the alpha still had a feral glint in his eye, and he vibrated with a continuous low rumble.

“It’ll take him a few orgasms to be the alpha you know,” Teal said, guessing the direction of Sorcha’s thoughts.

“You were…quite ripe…when we broke the door down, and then I made him wait a few minutes for us to talk. Hopefully, we will have some overlap between the time Ronan comes back to us and the time you go into your heat delirium.”

Sorcha sighed and glanced away. “You make me feel so taken care of. I still can’t believe you’re sharing your alpha with me.”

Teal reached out to tip Sorcha’s chin up, eyeing him sternly. “Sorcha, we already went over this. I’m not ‘sharing my alpha’ with you. You are sharing the gift of your heat with me and my husband. We are all in this. The three of us. I’m so happy you asked me to stay.”

“I could never have done this without you,” Sorcha murmured. “And I wouldn’t want to.”

Teal pressed his forehead to Sorcha’s. “My sweet darling.”

Sorcha felt more in his proper mind than he had in over a day, his body temporarily satisfied.

He experienced a surge of affection and gratitude for the gorgeous omega in front of him, even as he struggled to reconcile everything he felt for Teal with all the rules he’d been taught his whole life.

Sorcha’s parents and then his uncles had been very clear.

His purpose was to marry and breed with an alpha, to make that alpha’s life easier and be a daddy to that alpha’s children.

Sorcha’s wants and desires, his pleasure—those were non-factors.

Nothing made an allowance for sharing his heat with a couple.

For being profoundly involved with more than one man.

“You’re sure?” Sorcha couldn’t help asking for more reassurance. “It doesn’t bother you that your husband’s knot is currently filling my ass?”

He hadn’t meant for his words to sound aggressive, but Teal took no offense.

The older man leaned forward and fused their mouths quickly. Sorcha shivered before Teal pulled back.

“Do you like when I kiss you?” Teal asked.

“Yes,” Sorcha replied breathlessly.

“I like it too.”

Teal leaned in with more urgency. He ran his tongue across Sorcha’s lips, and when the younger man opened, Teal plunged in, kissing him thoroughly.

Sorcha’s cock filled again. He felt the couple everywhere.

Ronan in his ass and Teal giving him his first real kiss. His scent gland pulsed deliciously.

At once, he understood what Teal was trying to tell him.

Yes, it was a terrible situation his uncles had put them in, but they all wanted to be here.

Teal wasn’t letting Sorcha borrow his alpha.

They were all making love together. Enjoying Sorcha’s heat together.

Thank the stars he’d trusted his instincts and asked Teal to stay.

Hesitantly, he reached down and touched Teal’s cock. The other omega hissed at the contact, pulling back from their kiss to peer down at Sorcha’s ministrations.

Sorcha marveled at Teal’s perfect pink shaft, with its stretched-back foreskin and leaking slit.

It was larger than his, but smaller than the monster in Ronan’s pants.

Teal bit his lip at Sorcha’s novice touch.

Sorcha and Ronan had come already, and suddenly the thing Sorcha wanted most in the world was for Teal to find his release as well.

Teal sucked in a breath as Sorcha’s palm moved over his erection.

Sorcha pulled it away from the well-groomed thatch of curls at the apex of Teal’s thighs, watching with satisfaction as it slapped back against the other omega’s stomach.

That was when Sorcha discovered the delight of having Teal’s swollen hardness rubbing against his own.

With unskilled motions, Sorcha brought his cock flush with Teal’s, moving his hand up and down as he pressed them closer, brushing the sensitive undersides together.

“Let me show you,” Teal breathed out, reaching back to snatch a bottle of lube from the bedside table. He flipped the cap open, drizzling a small amount into his hand and Sorcha’s. He showed the younger omega how they could work in tandem to jack their cocks together.

After a few seconds, Sorcha picked up the rhythm, his hand on one side and Teal’s on the other, fingers overlapping as they rutted against one another.

A throaty growl emanated from behind Sorcha. The omegas angled their heads to meet Ronan’s fiery stare. Propping himself up on one elbow, the alpha gazed down at them stroking themselves.

“Do it,” Ronan commanded. “Come.”

Sorcha felt the knot in his hole pulsing.

Compelled by Ronan’s words, the omegas worked their pricks furiously.

The wet squelching noise of lube moving against skin echoed lewdly in the dim room, joined only by the sounds of the men’s breathing as Sorcha and Teal drove themselves to the brink of orgasm.

“Fuck, that feels so good.” Teal went over the edge first, shooting upward over Sorcha’s chest and neck. Sorcha followed soon after, containing most of the mess in his hand, having spilled a little less this second time.

With no hesitation, Ronan grabbed Sorcha’s wrist and brought his palm to his lips, licking it clean of Sorcha’s release.

Sorcha watched in fascination as Ronan then reached his hand between the two omegas, scooping Teal’s seed from Sorcha’s torso, bringing it to his mouth and sucking his fingers clean.

Although still caught in his primal need to fuck, Ronan’s natural gentleness came through as he grasped Teal’s hand and placed a soft kiss on his husband’s palm.

Lacing his fingers with Teal’s, Ronan rested their joined hands on Sorcha’s hip, using the position to pull the two omegas closer to his body.

The big alpha sighed sleepily as his breathing evened. Teal’s eyes closed in his post-orgasmic state.

Only Sorcha remained wide awake. Relaxed in a way he’d never been before. Sandwiched between the husbands, he realized everything he’d been told about the way alphas and omegas should and could be together was wrong. Or at least, it hadn’t been the full truth.

Because at this moment, in this bed, nothing had ever been more right.

***

An hour later, Ronan was fucking Sorcha on his hands and knees as Teal laid beneath him and sucked his cock.