Page 48 of Roommates' Alpha
He stared at me for a few seconds, jaw slack. “Really?”
I nodded. “I just thought I was staying out of everybody’s way.”
He kissed me again, smiling against my lips. “You sweet oblivious man.”
I wrapped my arms around him. “Oblivious, yes. Sweet? Debatable”
He chuckled. “The sweetest.”
I laughed, then looked around. “Where’d Xavier go?”
“To clean up before he breeds Micah,” Terry answered. “Since alpha asses aren’t self-cleaning like omegas’ are.”
A loud moan from Micah caught our attention, and we both looked over to see Crow plunging into him, then stilling as his knot locked into place.
I was just at the right angle to watch his balls pulse as he came, adding his seed to mine in our mate.
“I’ll never tire of seeing Crow come,” Terry murmured. “He told us what you’d discussed—after things with his sister got better anyway. To think that he might have never realized that he could have this.”
He turned and kissed me again. “He also told us how much you helped him, and how you didn’t take advantage of his weakness when he was vulnerable.”
“He needed a friend, not a dick.”
Terry smiled. “And now he has all of us.”
“Yeah.”
Terry’s eyes twinkled. “Speaking of dick though…”
“Hmm?”
He slid off my lap and knelt in front of me. “Can you get yours up for me?”
My eyes widened as he pulled my sweats the rest of the way off, then spread my legs and moved into the V.
“I really, really want to suck you right now,” Terry said as his fingers wrapped around my hardening shaft. “Micah’s slick mixed with your cum? I need to taste it.”
I groaned and shifted to give him easier access as my cock latched onto the idea and somehow sprang to life again.
He growled and leaned in, kissing my length up one side and down the other. Then he swirled his tongue around the head before kissing his way back down the underside of my shaft.
A deep moan escaped my throat when he took one of my balls in his mouth, sucking lightly and teasing it with his tongue, then he repeated with the other ball.
“Fuck,” I breathed, head falling back and fingers curling into the armrests.
He chuckled as he began kissing his way up my sack and back to the base of my cock. “You smell so good.”
“That’s probably Micah you’re smelling on me,” I argued.
He laughed and nuzzled the patch of hair at the base of my cock. “I know what Micah smells and tastes like. I can smell him on you too, but I can tell which scent is yours.”
Then Terry drew his tongue up the underside of my shaft, making my hips buck.
“Ooh, sensitive,” he teased, using one hand to steady my length as he continued to kiss and lick the skin.
“And you wouldn’t be after having just come twice?”
I looked down and our eyes met.