Page 46 of Threads of Fate

“Well, it’s not going to be easier if he’s out sooner. Nix still smells like a cupcake orgy.” Finn freezes with the fork halfway to Leo’s mouth, sauce dripping. “Thinking about that, aren’t you?”

Cackling, he takes the bite, then leans in to lick the sauce off Finn’s fingers. The alpha’s ears go red, his breathing turns heavy, and jammy-black currant fills the space between them. Leo’s mouth waters, and he meets Finn’s heated gaze, both thinking the same thing.

Jay’s voice is loud in the quiet room, “Look, I’m trying not to lose my shit, so if you two could take it elsewhere? And for now, let’s not talk about orgies. Okay? K.” Jay doesn’t even open his eyes.

Leo wiggles his eyebrows suggestively and gestures over his shoulder to the restroom. His mate is on his feet with Leo’s wrist in his grasp in an instant. “Leo has sauce on his shirt. I’m going to go get him–it—getitoff.”

Leo hears Jay sigh.

It takes Finn exactly ten seconds to slam the bathroom door and have Leo’s cheek pressed hard against the wood. He’s in the perfect position for the taller man to lean in and tilt his head to the side, his nose running up under Leo’s ear.

“Are you sure about this, Dr. Merritt? This is definitelyNot Safe For Work,” Leo goads.

“All this talk about sex in bakeries and Nix’s sweet scent when I have a sweet boy right here. Cinnamon and sugar. I think I’ll make an exception for you.” He runs his hands under Leo’s arms, and his thumbs graze Leo’s nipples. He backs off a bit and spins him around so he can lick at his mouth.

Leo’s is open already and Finn doesn’t kiss him as much as he matches up their lips and inhales. “Mmm, so good. What do you want? Hmm?” Finn grabs a handful of his ass. Moaning deeply, Leo tries to shift his hips forward to relieve some of the ache in his cock.

“What. Do. You. Want?” Finn punctuates each word with a small bite to Leo’s jaw. Finn is the true definition of versatile when it comes to sex. The dominating version is a personal favorite.

“Alpha, kiss me.” Then he cups one hand behind the back of Leo’s head and leans in, catching his lip between his teeth and sucking on it before he cocks his head and kisses him for real. Leo can’t help but whine, the sound stuck in his throat as his alpha deepens the kiss.

It’s dark in the restroom, just the emergency call button illuminating the room in a dim red light. He brings his own hands up and pulls Finn in harder. For as fastidious as he is,Finn really likes it messy, and that’s a good thing because he’s drooling around the alpha’s tongue.

Leo’s gone pliable, and when Finn places a knee high between Leo’s legs, he has to hitch up a bit to ease the harsh pressure on his balls. The alpha’s eyes are glowing with their own light, his lips bright red and teeth sharp. With a feral smile, Finn strikes and sinks his teeth into the side of Leo’s neck while pressing his thigh harder just to hear him moan. Leo thinks he could come from this; just grind down and come.

“So pretty, Leo. So good for me. Look at you, so desperate. Did all that talk about us all together get you wet? Let me see.” He eases his hips back but doesn’t move his thigh. Instead, he presses it up harder, and Leo yelps. “Show me how wet you are, baby. I’m waiting.”

His hands are shaking so hard he can hardly tuck them into the waistband of his sweatpants, but then he’s pulling them down with a whine. His cock leaking so much that the cold air stings. Pupils blown and shaking, he tries to do as he’s told. “Please, Finn. Please.”

“I asked you before what you wanted. Use your words, or I’ll do what I want.” He strokes his thumb from his neck to his bottom lip, pressing into Leo’s mouth and finally down on his tongue. Leo’s hips buck forward again, letting his eyes flutter closed.

It’s an invitation and Finn has never been one to look a gift horse in the mouth. He rubs the pad of his thumb over Leo’s tongue, and it shoots sparks right down to Leo’s cock. Pulling his thumb out, he replaces it with his fingers, pressing them deep as Leo’s hand grips his wrist, pushing further to feel the gag. It’s Finn’s turn to moan, and Leo suddenly finds himself on his knees on the tile floor.

Leo doesn’t know when Finn had pulled down his sweatpants, but the silk of the alpha’s cock head rubs over hislower lip, leaving a trail of precome. Leo hurries to catch it on his tongue and savor its flavor. Ripe black currants burst in his mouth as he grabs Finn’s hips to force the alpha to stop teasing.

The alpha tilts his head back with a harsh hand in his hair; it’s uncomfortable, just the way they both like it. “Eager. Do you want me to fuck your mouth? You’ll have to earn it. Show me how much you want me to come down your throat.”

He leans in, licking across the head of Finn’s cock, before opening his mouth wide and taking it as deep as he can. Leo has worked on his gag reflex for almost eight years, and yet it still isn’t any better despite the almost daily practice. “Oh fuck,” Finn blurts out, pumping his hips despite himself. So Leo minds his teeth and finds a rhythm, finally pressing his nose into Finn’s smooth belly, all while choking around the intrusion, tears, and snot running down his face.

Finn brings his hand down under the bolt of Leo’s jaw and presses there to hold his mouth open. “You’ve earned it, baby. Open wide.” He starts a brutal rhythm, the head of his cock hitting the back of Leo’s throat with every thrust. Leo’s hands encircle Finn’s lean thighs as he feels the fire burn in his leaking cock.

Finn’s thrusts get faster, and without a sound, he pulls out so he can come in Leo’s mouth and give him a taste of his alpha’s come. He grabs his knot and comes a second time on his face with a long, low groan. Leo is so glad he’s earned that, too.

Tongue out to catch as much as he can, Finn slaps it with his cock, “So pretty, fuck, look at you. Would you like to come?”

Yes, Leo very much would.He feels like he’s been hard for too long.

“Okay, come here.” Finn sits with his back against the door and manhandles Leo into a straddle, but still high on his knees, pulling his sweatpants farther down his legs so his ass is out too.

Finn swipes two fingers through his come still on Leo’s face and tilts him forward so his ass is up, and his nose is in Finn’s throat. Using the other hand to pull his ass open, he rubs his fingers over his still-puffy hole. Leo is moaning almost nonstop now, pleading loudly. Finn wastes no time in thrusting two long fingers in as deep as the position allows; he grazes Leo’s prostate with his short fingernail until Leo howls.

“Again, yes,” and Finn speeds his hand up.

“Can you come like this? Just on my fingers?”

“Please,” even if he doesn’t know what he’s begging for now. He’s got one hand in Finn’s hair, and he’s panting into his neck, riding those long fingers toward his favorite kind of orgasm.

His alpha knows just what he needs, so he pinches Leo’s cock head between two fingers and presses hard on his prostate. Leo comes, and the pleasure bursts, spreading in one tremendous wave all the way out to his toes.

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