Page 49 of Roommates' Alpha

I couldn’t look away as he lewdly swirled his tongue around the head of my cock again, then sucked the tip between his lips.

“Oh, fuck,” I muttered, forcing myself to not thrust into the heat of his mouth.

Mirth shone in his eyes as he continued to slide his lips down my shaft, our gazes locked. But there was a silent command in his eyes as well:stay with me, in this moment.

Terry’s mouth stretched, and I wondered just how much he could take. Then… he swallowed.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” I panted, fingers scratching the upholstery as I forced myself to not fuck his throat. My head fell back again and my eyes closed, but a chuckle from Terry both added stimulation and told me that it was ok that I’d broken eye contact.

His nose was once again in the patch of hair at the base of my cock, but this time my length was down his throat, and it was taking everything in me to not buck into that glorious heat.

Terry hummed, sending sparks of pleasure racing through me, pulled back, then swallowed me down again.

Don’t lose control,I ordered myself.Don’t fuck his throat.

Terry’s hands were as busy as his mouth as he bobbed—running along the inside of my thighs, massaging my balls. Sometimes he’d grip the base of my shaft in one to keep stimulation for a few seconds while he took deeper breaths, then I’d be down his throat again.

Hands in my hair, and Xavier’s clean scent as he leaned in and plunged his tongue into my mouth in a fierce kiss.

“What a sight to walk in on,” he growled against my lips. “Crow knotted in Micah, and Terry over here blowing your mind.”

“Kiss me,” I panted.

Xavier’s tongue against mine and Terry’s tongue teasing my cock—I was lost between them. There was no time, no world outside that room and my men. We were in our own bubble of pleasure.

Unfortunately, I was too sensitive, and despite my attempts to hold back, I was ready to blow again.

“Terry… I’m…” I managed to stammer between Xavier’s kisses.

Terry hummed in response, and Xavier started playing with one of my nipples. That was all it took, and I moaned into another of Xavier’s kisses as my cock pulsed into Terry’s mouth.

“You’re so sexy when you come,” Xavier murmured against my lips, then he pulled back. “Can I get a taste?”

Terry made a noise, then moved from between my legs. When I opened my eyes I saw him and Xavier kissing.

“Oh, fuck,” I muttered, understanding just how Xavier was getting his taste.

Xavier chuckled when they parted, then leaned in to kiss my cheek before striding over to kiss Micah and Crow.

Terry perched himself on one of my legs and leaned against me. I immediately reached for his cock, which I noticed was hard and leaking precum.

“Don’t make me come,” he murmured as he pressed kisses to my neck. “My refractory period is shit, so I need to save it for Micah tonight.”

“Ok,” I replied as I used my free hand to guide his face up so I could kiss him.

I could taste myself on his lips as I dragged my fingers up and down his cock. It twitched and jumped in my hand, but I kept my touch light so that it wasn’t enough to send him over the edge.

Terry and I kept kissing—me playing with his cock—until Crow let out a deep moan and stumbled back.

Micah slumped, appearing momentarily sated. However, it was only a couple of minutes before he let out another needy moan.

Xavier took a seat on the couch next to him and pulled our omega to his bare chest. “We’ve got you sweetheart.” He then stretched out so that he was lying on the couch, with Micah on top.

Xavier guided Micah until he was able to line up, and Micah let out a sigh of pleasure as he sank down onto Xavier’s cock.

“Better?” Xavier asked.

Micah nodded as he started riding.