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CAMbrY

I t was almost two months later when Niro entered his first Burn with the two of us.

At first, it was exasperating. Angell and I felt it coming on.

We stayed close to his side, even though he said nothing.

We had a wonderful dinner that night, and Niro behaved as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

No elephant Burning in his kitchen. Nope.

Before anything else, he needed the dishes to be done and put in the dishwasher.

Then he needed to polish the countertops and rearrange dirty towels, tossing them in the wash bin, trading them for clean.

Angell and I kept exchanging glances. Niro needed us. We needed him. What was up?

The first time I saw Niro take Angell was one of the sexiest things ever. I still thought about it a lot. That big cock of his stabbing at Angell’s size adult-small ass. The way Angell took him inside his opening, body straining, all his muscles taut and ready, was nothing short of hot.

Angell had thin hips and a short butt crack that barely reached his tailbone.

My ass was more bulbous, with rounded cheeks and a long crack.

Which did Niro like best? Both, he assured us.

He liked to gently smack my cheeks, and I begged him to do it.

Something about that sensation, and feeling the flesh wiggle and burn, got me to come fast and hard.

Hand in hand, Angell and I impatiently watched Niro clean the kitchen until it was sparkling. When he turned to us, one sleek eyebrow rose. “What?”

We swung our hands, our gazes fixed on our Burning Alpha. How could he be acting so funny at a time like this?

He smiled as if everything was under control. And of course, because it was Niro, he was.

“Okay, upstairs and into the shower. Both of you. Be waiting on the bed when I come up, please.”

We said nothing. We just ran. Stumbling up the stairs. Rushing to turn on the shower and me shrieking when it was freezing cold because I was too excited to check the temp.

We were both hard. Angell was grinning. I said, “This is serious.” But he didn’t stop.

When we went into the bedroom completely naked, our hair still damp, we agreed we should get into position side by side. The Omega mating position. Thus, when our Alpha came into the room he would be greeted by two freshly cleaned asses up in the air, dripping and ready for him.

We were both shivering, but not from cold. We faced each other, eyes open, mouth-breathing in our excitement. It seemed to take a long time for Niro to come up but finally we heard his footfalls on the stairs. The door to the bedroom opened. We held our breaths.

Niro’s long sigh filled the room. He was looking at us.

Waiting. I expected him to come forward, but instead, he walked around the room, his feet brushing against the rug and wood floor.

I wanted to look but didn’t dare move. He was probably undressing.

Good. Then we could finally get on with things.

Still, nothing.

I heard him walk around the bed. I opened my eyes. Angell spelled with one hand. “What is he doing?”

I shrugged.

The lights lowered. Still, no touch on the bed or us.

Niro moved into the big closet room, then came out again.

He walked along Angell’s side of the bed.

Past Angell’s golden waves, I saw him from thighs to waist. He was naked, his big cock standing out from his body, the head so swollen it was all the way out of his foreskin and dripping from the tip.

I gulped.

Angell’s eyes widened as he saw the image I projected through the bond.

A sound broke the fragile silence of the room. “You’re both such good boys.”

His voice was like a magic bomb that sent my body into little explosions all over, so low and rich. I had mini-orgasms everywhere from my forehead to my toes.

Finally, the bed dipped. He was kneeling at the back edge, viewing us, looking at our asses, at Angell’s no doubt already exposed hole. The bond snapped and furled with his Burn energy. He wanted us both equally. Badly.

“I am so lucky. I get to take my pick.” His voice flowed over me like warm water.

“And I pick both.” He said it like it was any other night.

Not breathless, not desperate. But in the bond, it was a different story.

Need grew between all three of us back and forth, feeding itself like a snake eating its own tail.

The bed sagged more. He was all the way on it, kneeling behind us. I craned my head over my shoulder to see.

There he was. Magnificent. Cock hard and bigger than ever. Body strong and broad, muscular and pumped. He could engulf Angell in his arms until you could barely see him. When he pounded into me, I loved to grip his biceps and hang onto the feeling that he was so strong.

I’d seen Niro before in his Burn, but I’d been so nervous back then. I’d never seen him so big and beautiful and ready for me. For Angell.

He placed one hand each on the small of our backs. His fingers curled, gently rubbing. I had to remind myself to breathe. My ass was soaked. More slick slid from my hole.

Niro leaned down and sniffed me, then his hand moved to my curved ass cheek and pushed it so my crack parted. “Beautiful,” he said. He nuzzled my cheek, then suddenly was licking my ass. It was so shocking, I cried out.

“No?” Niro asked.

“Yes!”

Angell hissed. While Niro licked my wet hole, he must’ve been fingering Angell because Angell’s eyes rolled back and his mouth dropped open.

I shut my eyes to feel everything reverberating through the bond. Desperate need. Heat. Holes squelching open. Cocks drawn up and jutting out. Balls shifting.

We responded to Burns by opening up. Our holes didn’t need much stretching. We were gaping.

Niro’s tongue left my ass, and his finger took its place. Now it was Angell’s turn to get the rim job.

He took his time. Sweet gods, but I didn’t really need any more foreplay.

At last, his cock touched my hole. “I’m going to fuck you both, so get ready,” he intoned.

“How?” I squeaked.

No answer.

He held my cheek and pressed his cockhead against my opening. It went straight in, making a snicking sound. He pressed more and my body sucked him in all the way.

“Thank you for the sweet welcome, Cambry,” he said.

He thrust slowly in and out. Five times. Of all the holiest of things, that was amazing. Then he popped his cock out and left my ass to the cooling air.

“Hey!”

“Angell’s turn,” he replied.

Angell huffed and puffed. I knew Niro was poking into him now. Then before I could count the seconds, Niro was back at my hole, sliding in all the way. Fucking me senseless. Out he popped again. I heard the slick and Angell welcoming him back.

Back and forth he went between us. Keeping us in total allure. Edging us. He had two holes and two Omegas to satisfy him. His cock was burgeoning now. I knew it because it seemed bigger every time it was my turn to be fucked.

The bond shimmered and shook. Niro was getting ready.

“Hmm, who should I come in first.”

Me, me. Both of us cried out our need.

Niro stuck his cock into me again. Two thrusts and warmth began to fill me. I cried out my own orgasm as Niro pumped his milk into me many times. Then something big squeezed against my rim.

His body came over my back, voice low in my ear. “It’s okay. I’m knotting you. Let it come.”

I cried out. Angell turned and put his arm around my shoulders.

Niro kept filling me up, his cock throbbing and jerking inside me. He let out a strangled sound filled with love and longing. And abject pleasure.

I stuck my ass up high, encouraging that knot. I’d never had it before. I wanted it.

Niro held me from behind, arms around my chest. Angell held me at the shoulders. My ass was fuller than ever. And I loved it.

“How long does it last?” I gasped.

“Mine are usually about fifteen minutes. But with such a beautiful boy in my arms, maybe longer.”

Angell busted out in silent laughter.

I could barely hang onto my sanity. I came again as the knot surged, stretching me wide.

“That’s it. You’re beautiful.”

How could Niro even speak coherently while he was still squirting inside me? He was so wonderful. Right then and there, I fell more in love with him than ever.

I never wanted it to end. As we lay in nearly passed out ecstasy, I came two more times.

Angell spoke through our bond, faking a demure innocence. Can I be next?

“You are definitely next, Angell,” Niro replied out loud. “In the Burn I don’t need much recovery time, so be ready.”

Ready now!

I nearly passed out, resting in the warm embraces of my lovers. It was a sad moment when Niro’s knot began to decline. When he pulled out of me, he was ready with towels. Milk poured from my hole.

Niro’s cock was still hard. I sat up, bunching the towel beneath me, watching in wonder as he put both hands on Angell and pushed his cock into his tiny, winking, waiting hole. That hole, leaking slick, opened up like a mouth and took him in. Angell was more than ready.

Niro fucked my Angell in graceful thrusts that sent his little body into spasms. Angell came hard, and I sensed it was a double cock and ass orgasm.

Niro rode him, then put his arms around him and picked him up, seating him in his lap and gave quick, hard thrusts up into him.

Angell’s cock jutted out, bobbing. I bent down and took it into my mouth, immediately rewarded with a flood of milk. He popped from my mouth, bouncing on Niro’s cock like Niro was his horse and Angell wanted a faster ride.

“Little one, the gods would steal you away if they knew you,” Niro said. He turned and gave me a wink. “You, too,” he added. I was still wiping the cum from my mouth.

Angell’s mouth went wide open. His head fell back on Niro’s shoulder. I felt Niro come through the bond, hard spurts inside him. Then, another knot.

He gently lowered Angel back down to the bed and crouched over him, holding him as the knot stretched him.

I brushed at Angell’s face and hair. “Fifteen minutes or more,” I said.

Angell looked at me. His hand raised. Thumbs up.

Niro was not easily sated. Angell and I spent most of the night trading knots, our asses filled to the brim. By dawn, we were all so exhausted we fell into a heap of limbs and slept until noon only to have a quick lunch, get hydrated, and do it all over again.

None of us ever knew beforehand that having a mate could be like this—let alone having two.