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I lick my lips.

“Maybe I fuck you.”

Theo jerks like I hit him.

“I hold you down,” I growl, voice darker now. “You’re knotted in her, and I fill your ass up while your cock’s still twitching.”

Theo gasps. His hand stutters. His eyes fly to mine, wild and wide and wrecked.

“You want it?” I whisper. “Want me to fuck you while you’re deep inside her? Feel both of us all at once?”

“Fuck,” Theo hisses. His strokes are erratic now, thighs trembling, neck flushed. “Fuck, Kai -”

“I’d hold your hips,” I pant, leaning even closer, “thrust so deep while she moaned your name, and you’d take it, wouldn’t you? You’d take all of it.”

“God-”

“Say it.”

He looks at me like I’ve split him in half. Like I’ve peeled something open he didn’t even know he had.

“I’d take it,” he whispers. “I’d let you fuck me.”

My breath catches. My cock jerks.

“Good boy,” I murmur, stroking harder now. “Fuck, you’d be such a good fucking boy for me.”

My knuckles graze his thigh - light but electric, bare skin to bare skin - and I feel the shudder ripple through him like I’ve touched something deeper.

“You’re shaking,” I murmur, eyes locked on his. “Scared, or turned on?”

He huffs a breath.

“Both.”

“Good.” I rise up onto my knees, shifting toward him while pushing down on his chest, guiding him to lay back on the bed until I’m looming over him. “That’s how it should be.”

My cock twitches in my grip. Theo’s rhythm falters again, and I match it - slowing just enough to tease, to control the pace of both of us.

“You want it slow?” I ask, voice dark and low. “Want me to spread you open real gentle, stretch you around my fingers first… or just shove in? All at once. Make you take it.”

His jaw drops. His hips twitch forward into his fist like he’s already feeling it - like my words alone are pressure and stretch and heat.

“I don’t know,” he gasps. “Fuck, Kai -fuck- ”

“Yeah, you do.”

I slide in even closer until our thighs touch, until I can feel the warmth radiating off his skin. I stroke myself impossibly harder, my cock slick with pre-come, glistening under the low light.

I nudge closer and closer, until our cocks brush - just the tips at first, sticky and hot, smearing together. He jerks at the contact, his body locking up, breath breaking apart.

“You’d want it rough,” I growl, dragging the leaking heads of our cocks against each other again. “You’d want memean. One hand on your hip, the other in your hair, dragging your head back so I can see your face when I split you open.”

Theo’s eyes close, his head tipping back into the pillow, mouth falling open.

“You’d beg for it,” I pant, rutting my cock against his now, our slick smearing everywhere. “You’d sayplease, Alpha. Please fuck me harder.”

“Shit,” he gasps, thrusting up into the air, into me, chasing the friction now.

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