Page 19 of Their Alpha

“Yes, you can,” I insisted, fighting against the overpowering need to fuck one or both of them. “You’re a good, strong man, Fletcher. You’ve got this. We’ve got this.”

Fletcher’s panting continued, but he pulled back enough to look me in the eyes.

“I mean it,” I said. “You’ve got this. The Heat Lightning dildo is full. You can get this done without me.”

I meant without me fucking Gideon personally, which I desperately needed to do. He still needed me to get through it all, though.

Fletcher nodded, then pulled another completely unexpected move. He grabbed both sides of my face and slammed his mouth into mine, kissing me with passion I would have expected from Gideon in his current state. He was aggressive and demanding, sucking on my tongue and taking what he needed from me. It actually made me feel like I was helpless putty in his hands.

Then he wrenched back, and with more confidence, found the dildo and moved into position.

Gideon made a sound like he didn’t know which name to call out. He thrashed wildly while glancing between the two of us, confused to the point of terror.

“It’s alright,” I said, shifting so I could lie beside him and embrace him. Maybe the skin-to-skin contact would help.

I almost had him, but at the last minute his eyes went wider and he pulled away from me, shouting, “No! No!”

“Baby?” Fletcher asked, pausing just as he was about to push the dildo home.

“It’s okay,” I reassured both of them. “You’re in control here, Gideon,” I said. “You tell me what you need. I’m yours to command.”

“I don’t know,” Gideon answered, bursting into tears. “I need to be fucked. I need this wave to be over. I’m so scared.”

“I think I need to just do it,” Fletcher said, starting to shake again as he stared down between Gideon’s spread legs.

I nodded in agreement. It was the only thing I could do. This wasn’t my call. These weren’t my omegas. Even if every cell in my body tried to scream at me that they were.

Fletcher only hesitated for a moment more before pushing and thrusting the dildo into Gideon, going deeper and deeper. Gideon cried out and moved into the feeling, rocking so that he could impale himself harder and harder.

Then he flailed out and caught my hand.

“I’m here, Gideon,” I told him, trying to be calm but probably sounding every bit like an alpha in rut. I squeezed his hand to match how hard he was squeezing mine, careful not to touch him more than he wanted me to.

Gideon made a sound of relief and pleasure so vivid that I started to come again before I knew what was happening. I thrust blindly, my body trying to find skin to make contact with. For Gideon’s sake, I fought not to cross any boundaries, but we were close enough that my cum spilled across his side and stomach.

Instead of frightening him, though. That direct touch of fresh cum had Gideon gasping for breath and jerking as his chain of orgasms started.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Fletcher gasped, pushing the button on the dildo to release its contents. “You’re okay.”

With a blink of surprise, I realized Gideon was more than okay. He was caught up in ecstasy. My cum inside him must have been doing exactly what it was supposed to do. The fresh ropes I couldn’t seem to stop spewing across his stomach were helping even more. He squeezed my hand so tightly I thought it might shrink a few sizes as he tilted his head back and cried out with pleasure. His thinner omega cum mingled with mine on his belly.

If that wasn’t good enough, Fletcher let go of the dildo once it was knotted and bent forward over Gideon’s stomach.Like he had with me, he licked and sucked everything that had spilled across his beloved. He smeared his face in our mingled mess before licking some more. When Gideon started to come again with an aftershock orgasm, Fletcher inched down to take his cock in his mouth and sucked and swallowed until they were both writhing with pleasure.

Fletcher didn’t stop there. When Gideon softened into sated rest, he stretched to the side, going straight for my cock while splayed across Gideon’s body. I gasped and then started to come again, miraculously, though I had no idea whether there was actually anything left in my balls. His mouth around me felt so amazing that I couldn’t stop.

As heady as it was, it didn’t take me long to realize that Fletcher had lost all control. It was like he was possessed as he bobbed and slurped, only pulling back to gasp and fill his lungs again before rubbing his face in my crotch and sucking on my cock again.

“Hey, hey, it’s alright,” I said, worried that he’d snapped somehow.

“Fletcher?” Gideon panted in exhaustion.

The sound of his husband’s voice pulled Fletcher back and brought him to his senses.

That only lasted a second before Fletcher grimaced and groaned, “Oh God!”

“What is it?” Gideon panicked. He scrambled to sit up, but Fletcher was draped over him, and he was still exhausted from his heat wave. “Are you alright? Is something wrong? Fletcher?”

Fletcher made a keening sound and pushed himself back. He settled in an awkward crouch, rocking and pushing back slightly, like he was trying to expel something. When he grabbed his belly and moaned, I hurried to push myself up, worried he was sick.

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