Page 53

“It is so hot,” Sorcha panted from his place on the bed, fully aware now. “Picturing them together. Jax’s tattoos… ungh .”

Sorcha’s newfound brazenness fueled Ronan’s lust. His sweet little omega kept one hand on his cock as he turned toward Teal, placing his other hand on the larger omega’s shoulder to signal he should roll on his side so they could face one another.

Teal shifted until the two omegas were rubbing their cocks together. Sorcha stroked them both. Ronan rumbled as the aroma of their slick filled the air. His erection turned to granite as the omegas’ mingled scents of blueberry jasmine and honey lavender invaded his nostrils.

Behind the wall, the betas’ heavy breathing came through clearly.

Ronan thought he would burst. Imagining the two betas fucking on the other side. Sharing his own bed with two horny omegas. Fuck, he was a lucky alpha. A greedy, lucky alpha.

“Is this okay?” Sorcha checked in with Teal. “Your stomach cramping?”

“It’s not perfect, but fuck, I need this.”

Ronan’s eyes adjusted further in the moonlight, in time for him to make out Sorcha giving Teal the most tender kiss on the lips.

“If you need it, let me give it to you,” Sorcha told Teal fervently. “Just lay there and listen to those gorgeous men next door and let me bring you pleasure.”

“Yes, baby. Let our little omega make you come,” Ronan said.

“You’ve been carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders for so long.

Let us take care of you.” He rolled onto his side, pressing his chest against Teal’s back, peeking over his shoulder to watch as Sorcha jacked them.

Ronan felt Teal’s fatigue, knew that his husband wanted to come, but was too tired to participate fully.

That was okay. Sorcha and he could make it happen.

The younger omega made up for his inexperience with enthusiasm.

His fingers didn’t quite fit around their two omega cocks, so he reached down with both hands to make sure there was a full circle, sliding rapidly over their shafts.

Teal surrendered fully to the ministrations.

He lolled his head back against Ronan’s chest as Ronan sucked his neck lightly.

Teal’s breathing intensified, and Ronan knew he was close.

Ronan reached over both omegas to put his hand in Sorcha’s crease, running two fingers over his twitching hole to gather the fragrant slick.

Ronan then slid his glistening fingers into Teal’s hole, finger-fucking the larger omega using Sorcha's essence.

Teal keened in pleasure.

Sorcha froze, peering nervously toward the wall separating them from the betas. Teal’s cry had been loud .

Teal cried out again, practically shouting, following it up with weighty, ragged breathing, as well as words to his partners. “Oh, fuck…Ronan… Sorcha… Fuck, it feels so good… I want you to make me come!”

At Teal’s pleas, Sorcha kept on with his task. Ronan made eye contact with the little omega, smiling slyly at him as he hitched his neck in Teal’s direction, then toward the wall.

Sorcha’s eyes widened and his gaze locked with Ronan’s. The alpha saw then that he understood.

Teal wanted the betas to hear them.

As though on cue, a hollow thump vibrated through the wall. The sound of a fist pounding against it. Once. Twice. Followed by a sexy, vociferous moan.

Teal responded with another loud wail.

Niall’s answering one came through the wall, along with, “Fuck me harder, Jax!”

They were listening to one another. And they knew it. The temperature in the room rose a million degrees.

Sorcha didn’t quite have Teal’s bravado with words, but Ronan saw the moment he allowed himself to moan without restraint or worry. No holding back. Sorcha’s fists flew over their cocks as Teal continued to shout—for their pleasure, and hopefully, Niall’s and Jax’s.

Ronan clung to Teal as he rammed his fingers in and out of his ass. He rutted his hard alpha cock against Teal’s thigh, desperate to shove it in his hole but never forgetting that Teal had been ill for weeks. His husband needed to come and feel sexy, not get a rough fuck.

“You should fuck Sorcha,” Teal breathed out. “I want to watch that.”

Ronan kissed Teal’s neck and looked over at the little omega. This would be the first time he’d been in his hole outside of heat. Sorcha nodded eagerly.

“Fuck, Jax. I’m so close!” came through the wall.

Ronan gave Teal’s secret spot a few final touches before crawling over the omegas and positioning himself behind Sorcha.

He had a fleeting thought that he should slow it down, make this first time special for his little one, but in the end, he could tell Sorcha was as hungry to receive his cock as he was to shove it in.

So that’s what he did, entering the needy omega in one forceful stroke.

Sorcha’s piercing cry rang out in the dark. “Alpha!”

Two answering thumps vibrated through the wall.

Ronan snapped his hips harder. Niall and Jax knew exactly what was happening. He wanted to give them a show, even if they couldn’t see.

As Ronan fucked into him, Sorcha’s hands flew furiously over his and Teal’s shafts. A moment later, Teal erupted, announcing his orgasm with a yell as white strings of cum covered his torso, along with Sorcha’s chest, hands, and dick.

Sorcha came next, panting loudly as his pink cock twitched and sticky liquid shot out, covering Teal’s stomach and dripping down over his hands.

“Fuck!” Ronan peeked over Sorcha’s shoulder to see the omegas’ cum mixing on top of their midsections and softening cocks. “Fuck!”

He pummeled into Sorcha for a few more strokes, then pulled out quickly, rising to his knees above them and taking himself in hand.

Teal and Sorcha lay side-by-side as Ronan yanked on his cock.

It took only three strokes to blow. He leaned over his husband and partner and aimed his seed at their chests and dicks, painting them with his cum.

Ronan’s chest heaved. The omegas gazed up at him with so much love in their eyes as the alpha ran his finger over the mess he’d made on their bodies.

Their releases mingled and dripped over Teal and Sorcha’s softened cocks, and Ronan felt a bone-deep satisfaction at having marked them this way, as he had during Sorcha’s heat.

Teal’s fingers trailed tiredly over his chest before he brought them to his mouth, imbibing their combined seed. Sorcha watched, mesmerized, and then did the same.

One final thump against the wall signaled Niall’s and Jax’s imminent releases. The three men listened as the betas came with heaving grunts, shouting one another’s names and declaring their love. On instinct, Ronan gave the wall his own firm tap in reply.

Ronan stood up slowly, his softening cock hanging against his furry thigh. He went into the bathroom to grab warm washcloths. Glancing in the mirror, he registered the flush of happiness on his face and grinned at his reflection. What they’d just done had been amazing.

He went back into the bedroom and used one cloth to wipe down Sorcha. Then he and Sorcha cleaned up Teal, who had fallen into the deepest slumber Ronan had seen him in since the tribunal began.

“He’s so beautiful when he’s resting,” Sorcha declared, leaning down to kiss Teal on the temple.

“As are you, little one,” Ronan replied.

“Alpha?”

“Hmm?”

“That was good, right? Like, I’m not just making it up in my head? How good we are together?”

“It’s more than good.” Ronan stroked Sorcha’s hair as he pitched the washcloths into the hamper. They could take full showers in the morning, but they were clean enough to sleep. “You can trust the feeling, my omega. You’re home.”

***

The next morning, Ronan wondered if it would be awkward with the betas after what happened during the night.

But the morning proceeded as usual for a day when Ronan didn’t have to leave early for work.

When Ronan came downstairs with Teal, Niall and Jax were already in the kitchen with the boys eating toast and eggs.

Sorcha walked in a moment later. His cheeks pinkened when he saw Niall, but Niall was having none of that.

The saucy beta went over to Sorcha and gave him a side hug, winking as he kissed him on the forehead.

That move seemed to break any residual tension between the men, and by unspoken agreement, no words were said about what they’d done.

Teal’s driver arrived on time. The omega’s stomach still hurt, but not nearly as bad as on Friday.

Teal said he was looking forward to getting his bagel and checking in with Brinn.

Niall pestered the twins to start their schoolwork and Sorcha volunteered to keep Zayne busy so Jax could get some desk time in.

There was one moment as Ronan left that reminded him of what had happened the previous night. As he opened the door to the garage, Jax caught his eye and stepped toward him. The large beta came close, just as Ronan had done Friday evening, except this time, Jax met Ronan’s stare directly.

“Have a great day, Ronan.” The unspoken alpha hung in the air.

Ronan felt a rumble in his belly. The beta’s face said it all. There was a camaraderie there. A kinship. A shared understanding that, last night, they’d both done the fucking.

Ronan fixed their eyes together. “You too.”