His Two Alphas

by Anna Wineheart

  “All yours, Kai,” Spike murmured behind him, spreading Micah’s legs wider.

  “Please,” Micah whispered, grasping Kai’s cock and angling him down, until Kai’s tip pushed through the teardrop shape, and against his small, puckered hole.

  Kai couldn’t help it. His hips snapped up, and his cock plowed into Micah’s sweet heat, spreading him open, driving deep inside, until he was completely buried in his omega, Micah’s ass a tight, sucking hole that begged Kai for his come.

  Kai swore, his hips snapping as he shoved, trying to get deeper inside Micah, so deep that Micah would always remember Kai as his alpha.

  Micah whined, throwing his head back, his neck exposed. Kai strained to get closer, strained to suck on his throat and bite down on his scent gland. But the restraints held him too far away. The headboard held him back. He clenched his fists. Shouldn’t free hands. Keep Micah safe.

  He did the next best thing. He snapped his hips hard, pumping deep, grinding his curved cock up against Micah’s prostate. Micah writhed, his body squeezing tight around Kai, his whimpers growing louder.

  “Fuck,” Spike whispered, his voice hoarse.

  “More?” Kai growled, watching in satisfaction as Micah squirmed around his cock.

  “Please,” Micah sobbed, digging his nails into Kai’s legs, pinpricks of pain that made Kai’s instincts rumble with pride.

  Vaguely, Kai was aware of Spike moving behind him, of the nightstand drawer thumping shut, and the plastic snap of a lid. Then cool fingers pressed behind him, between his asscheeks and up against his hole.

  Gods, yeah, Kai wanted this, too.

  As he continued to thrust, milking Micah of every whimper, Spike pushed inside, two fingers at once, forcing Kai to open. Pleasure hummed down Kai’s nerves; he squeezed around his brother, never once slowing down, until Spike grasped his hip with a firm hand, his cock nudging between Kai’s cheeks.

  “Slow,” Spike growled. “Gonna fuck into you.”

  Kai slowed, just for him. Micah whined, his pupils blown, his cock a dark red now, shameless and needy.

  Spike pressed up close behind Kai, angled his cock, slammed in, opening him up. Pleasure hissed through Kai’s veins. Kai panted, adjusting to Spike inside him. Spike groaned, thrusting again, his thickness a sweet, demanding weight inside Kai.

  They built a rhythm, Kai claiming their omega, Spike’s cock shoving into him each time he pulled back. They all groaned.

  Kai’s release was close—it began to swell inside him, and he thrust harder into his omega, raking his cock against Micah’s prostate. Needed to hear Micah scream, needed to make Micah cream himself. Micah cried out, his chest heaving, his hole clinging wet around Kai’s cock.

  Kai swore, increasing his pace, his balls heavy with come. All for Micah. He wanted to fuck in deep, give Micah all his seed, wanted to bend Micah in half to thrust in deeper, and he was almost right there, to the point of no return—

  Spike grasped Kai’s hips, yanking him up and away, until Kai’s cock slid clean out of their omega. And the climb to his release stopped.

  “Fuck,” Kai snarled, shaking himself out of Spike’s grip. “Damn you—”

  Spike’s teeth landed on his shoulder, deep enough to sting. “Mine,” Spike growled, holding Kai down, his biceps flexing with the strain. He bit hard along Kai’s shoulder, sets of teeth marks that grew deeper and more painful with each bite. “I get to say when you come.”

  Spike had slipped out of Kai’s ass, but he shoved his slippery cock against Kai’s hole, just to prove his dominance.

  Kai growled. And Spike bit down hard on Kai’s scent gland, so hard that he broke skin. Pleasure and pain twisted down Kai’s nerves.

  As deep into his rut as Kai was, it took a while for the implications of Spike’s bite to sink in.

  Spike dragged his wrists down Kai’s chest, marking him with juniper. “Mine,” Spike growled. “My brother. My alpha.”

  Spike had bonded with him. Kai panted, his thoughts going blank. Spike marked me. After years of them together... Kai was his. He hadn’t asked for it, but it had been something he’d been thinking increasingly about over the past day. And that belonging made something settle deep in his chest.

  Kai had been adrift for so long, but now he had an anchor on his skin. Spike’s promise. “Mine,” Kai growled back.

  Spike smiled, his eyes crinkling.

  Micah stroked Kai’s hip, next to his sensitive cock, and laughed softly. “I don’t think Spike wanted you to end this too soon.”

  “Hell no,” Spike said. “Micah, up.”

  Micah scrambled off the bed, his asscheeks smeared with slick and Kai’s precome. Then Spike shoved Kai forward, flipping him onto his back. “Micah,” Spike rumbled, grabbing a tube off the bed. “You’ll get the honors.”

  Kai’s throat grew dry when he realized what Spike wanted. Micah’s eyes widened. And Spike reached between Kai’s legs, pushing his fingers back into Kai’s hole.

  Pleasure stroked through his insides. Kai groaned, spreading his legs for them.

  Had it been anyone else, Kai wouldn’t have done it. But Spike was his alpha, and Micah—

  For a heartbeat, Kai wondered if Micah would think less of him for submitting. But Micah stared at Kai, eyes wide. Spike closed his slippery hand around Micah’s cock, freeing it entirely from the delicate lace. Micah gritted his teeth, his hips jerking up, his glistening tip pushing out through the circle of Spike’s fist.

  “There,” Spike murmured when he released Micah. “I want to see you fuck Kai.”

  “Is it okay?” Micah asked Kai, uncertainty flickering through his gaze. “You’ve only done this with Spike, and I don’t want to intrude on that, so...”

  “But do you wanna?” Kai asked, his heart lodging in his throat.

  Micah’s eyes raked down to Kai’s hole, and he nodded, licking his lips. “Yes. I’d like to.”

  “You don’t—” Kai swallowed. “You don’t think any less...?” He couldn’t complete that sentence. His face warmed.

  But Micah caught Kai’s calf, leaning in to kiss his knee. “No. I love you. So... I’d like to get to know you. The way Spike does.”

  That made Kai’s heart stop.

  “Yeah, okay,” Kai breathed, relief loosening the tension in his body. Micah cares. He isn’t judging. “Have you fucked anyone before?”

  Micah shook his head, crawling closer. Behind, Spike pumped his own cock, biting his lip as he watched them hungrily.

  Micah shuffled up to Kai’s hips, mirroring their previous position. Then, carefully, he angled his lube-slicked cock down, slowly probing Kai’s hole with his tip.

  It was a gentle pressure, hesitant. Kai grinned. “You saw the way Spike fucked me. Doubt anything you do will hurt.”

  Micah brightened. Carefully, he pushed inside, opening Kai with his blunt head, a slight, solid pressure not too different from Spike’s.

  The moment he sank in, Micah moaned, his hips bucking. His cock sank into Kai, his breath shuddering out.

  Fuck, it felt good, having his omega touch him this intimately. But Micah’s expression—that was the best. Because Micah was staring at Kai in amazement, rocking in, his cock pumping in and out of Kai, adjusting to being inside. Kai groaned. He would give this to his omega, any day.

  “Feels good,” Kai said, squeezing Micah’s thigh. “Keep going.”

  Confidence and delight lit Micah’s eyes.

  “I told you Kai would like it,” Spike murmured, grinning. “And now that you’ve fucked an alpha, Micah, you can conquer anything in the world. Doesn’t matter if you have scars and everything. You’re our hero.”

  Micah laughed, something leaving his eyes—the faint shadow that had always been there. “Really?”

  “Really,” Kai told him, loving the joy that filled their omega from within. Loving the fact that Micah might finally let go of his insecurities.

  Micah braced his hands on the bed, just next to Kai. Then he rolled his hips,
fucking harder, his eyes rolling up in pleasure. “I didn’t—didn’t think...”

  “That it’d feel this good?” Spike released his own cock, prowling up to crowd behind Micah. Then he slipped his cock down Micah’s cheeks, through the opening in his panties, and thrust inside him.

  Micah’s eyes flew wide; he took all of Spike’s cock, his own jerking inside Kai. Kai throbbed, knowing the bliss of being fucked like that, the pleasure of burying his cock in someone he loved.

  “Gonna show you how to fuck Kai.” Spike tucked his head over Micah’s shoulder, murmuring in his ear. “Deep and hard, like that.”

  And Spike thrust into Micah, hard enough to shove him forward. Micah’s cock burrowed deep inside Kai’s ass, raking against his prostate. Pleasure shot through his body. Kai tugged on his restraints, aching to stroke himself at the sight.

  Micah shuddered. Spike pulled him almost all the way out of Kai, then thrust hard into Micah, plunging Micah back in. Micah writhed, his chest heaving, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure.

  Over and over, Spike fucked Micah into Kai, winding the tension inside Kai’s body, pressing Micah deeper, until Micah’s cock grew thick, and he was shaking and panting, so damn close.

  Kai imagined Micah’s come inside him, Micah marking Kai with his own fluids. His ass clenched, and Micah’s breath stuttered. Spike grasped Micah’s hips and pounded into their omega, his breathing heavy.

  “Come for us,” Spike rasped. “Come now.”

  Micah came with a cry, his cock plunging deep, filling Kai with the evidence of his pleasure.

  Kai grew so hard, it hurt. “Fuck, that’s hot.”

  “Not over yet,” Spike growled, meeting Kai’s gaze over Micah’s shoulder. “I’m just stretching Micah open. So we can both be inside.”

  “Fuck.” And suddenly there wasn’t enough air in the room. Kai wanted to share Micah with Spike. Sliding their fingers inside Micah had made Kai throb, but their cocks? Both of them filling Micah with come? At the same time?

  Kai’s musk rolled through the air; Spike sniffed at him, his lips curving in a hungry smile. “Ready for us, Micah?” Spike growled, lifting Micah up and over Kai’s legs, so he straddled Kai’s abs, the remnants of his come dripping onto Kai’s skin.

  “Yeah,” Micah breathed, planting his hands next to Kai’s shoulders, his legs held open around Kai.

  When Kai gazed into Micah’s eyes, he found pleasure, and fondness, and love. His heart squeezed. “That hole on his panties big enough to fit us?” Kai asked.

  Spike growled, rubbing his fingers over the lace, peeling the hole open. “Yeah. Just barely. Might be a stretch.”

  “Just don’t tear it,” Kai rumbled. Fuck, he wanted to see himself and Spike buried in Micah. “Who goes in first?”

  “Back down onto Kai’s cock, Micah,” Spike growled, tugging on Micah’s hips. “Take him in.”

  Micah shuffled down the bed, until Kai’s sensitive head dragged down the lube-smeared lace, then probed at Micah’s ass. Kai rocked his hips up; Spike grasped Kai’s cock, and plunged Kai inside their omega.

  For a second, all Kai knew was slick, tight heat.

  “Fuck,” he hissed, jerking his hips up to shove all the way in. Micah wheezed, his mouth falling open, his ass swallowing every inch of Kai’s cock.

  “Very nice,” Spike rasped. Then he touched where Kai and Micah joined, circling Micah’s hole with his fingertip. “Pull off, Micah.”

  Micah slid off; Kai could imagine Micah’s hole, loosened now that he’d stretched around his alphas, one at a time. Before Micah pulled completely away, Spike’s finger eased along Kai’s cock, pressing into Micah’s hole.

  “Sit back down,” Spike growled. “Take him in.”

  Micah obeyed. This time, Micah’s hole wrapped around Kai’s cock and Spike’s finger, slowly stretching further open.

  They waited until Micah was comfortable, before they repeated the process. Spike slid a second finger into his hole, pressed up against Kai’s cock. Then, a third.

  A couple times, Kai struggled not to snap his hips up, and lose himself inside Micah. His rut hadn’t faded. He still needed to plunge inside their omega, claim him, mark Micah inside with his come. Make Micah scream.

  Those times, when Kai was on the verge of losing control, Spike pulled Micah off, using his own cock and fingers to prep their omega. When Kai’s desperation faded, Spike let him have Micah again, until he was up to four fingers, then five. The whole time, Micah panted, pleasure awash through his face, his cock slowly growing hard again. Kai ached for both of them.

  Then, finally, Spike eased his cock up against Kai’s, pressing against where Kai had buried himself inside their omega.

  Micah whined, all but squirming, his stiff cock nudging against Kai’s abs.

  “Fuck, please tell me he’s ready,” Kai groaned, so hard he could burst.

  “Yeah,” Spike rasped, pushing on Micah’s hips. “Slide off Kai, Micah.”

  Kai’s anticipation rushed sweet and heady through his veins. Him and Spike, inside their omega. He clenched his fists, until the cuffs bit into his wrists and he forced himself to relax.

  Micah slid off Kai’s cock, until only Kai’s tip remained inside. Spike squeezed Micah’s hip to stop him. Spike’s head nudged against Kai’s cock, his length hot and solid. Then he pushed his cock through that teardrop shape, too, opening it.

  “We’re going in,” Spike rasped.

  “Yes,” Micah groaned, pushing down onto them. “Please.”

  Slowly, Spike fitted his head into Micah, a slippery pressure against Kai’s cock. Then he was inside, both of them in the circle of Micah’s hole. Spike grasped Micah’s shoulder, slowly pulling him down onto them. Until Micah stretched around both their cocks, and they were inside.

  Micah made a keening, desperate sound. He threw his head back, his body sucking on both of them.

  “Fuck,” Kai hissed, fighting the aching urge to slam inside.

  “How’s he look, Kai?” Spike asked, thrusting a little deeper into Micah, until they were both halfway inside their omega.

  Kai groaned, his cock throbbing. Above him, Micah’s mouth had fallen open, his eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. “Fuck. Micah looks perfect.”

  “More,” Micah panted, rocking down onto them, his body stretching open around them, his own cock so red it looked like he was going to cream himself without anyone touching him. “Spike, Kai. Please.”

  “We’re gonna go slow,” Spike panted.

  “No,” Micah said. And he sat down on them both, taking them completely, until there was only heat and tightness, and Spike’s cock grinding against Kai’s, Micah squeezing tight around them.

  Kai’s hips snapped up; he couldn’t help that instinct to thrust in, to hold Micah down and fuck into him, unload his seed into their omega. Micah moaned; Spike swore, sliding his arm against Micah’s chest to anchor him down.

  Kai met Spike’s gaze over Micah’s shoulder. They were inside their omega. And Spike smiled, hungry and possessive.

  Spike thrust into Micah, his cock grinding up against Kai’s, hot and slippery. Micah writhed, his cock jerking against Kai’s abs. “More,” Micah whispered, his hips rolling, his ass sucking around them. Kai didn’t know how long they could last like this.

  “Tell me what Micah looks like,” Spike asked again, reaching down to stroke Micah’s cock.

  Micah’s pupils had blown so wide, there was only a thin ring of blue left around them. He made an animal sound when Spike tightened his fist, his entire body tensing.

  Kai wanted to say Micah was beautiful, but Micah squeezed around him, tight and hot. Kai could only pant, fists clenched as he fought not to rut deep and hard into their omega, make Micah’s eyes roll back in pleasure. Spike swore.

  “Kai,” he growled, thrusting against Kai’s cock. “Answer me.”

  “He looks like he’s ours. Looks like he wants to come,” Kai panted, fucking up into their omega, forcing himself to stop. “Don’t
wanna hurt you. Never done this before.”

  “I’ll be fine,” Micah panted. “Please.”

  “But—”

  “Fuck me,” Micah growled, shoving himself onto them.

  Something broke free inside Kai, something that made his hips thrust up, lodging itself all the way inside Micah. Micah cried out, and Spike held him down, beginning to thrust into him, too.

  Their cocks moved inside him, each exquisite grind of flesh sending pleasure into Kai’s body. Kai rolled his hips, catching Spike moving in the opposite direction.

  They built a rhythm, Kai sometimes fucking in at the same time his brother did. Micah’s spine bowed, his legs shaking as he took them both. At other times, Kai took turns with Spike pistoning inside Micah, his cock sliding out as Spike’s thrust in.

  Spike had sunken his teeth into his lower lip, his eyes glazed over with need, his balls tight as they brushed Kai’s, ready to fill their omega, too. Kai wanted to feel Spike’s come. Wanted to hear Micah’s ragged cry as they pushed him over the edge.

  Micah writhed between them, the sounds falling from his lips desperate, almost animal. “Please,” he breathed. “S-So close.”

  “Open your eyes,” Kai growled, straining against his handcuffs. “Wanna see you cream yourself with our cocks inside you.”

  Micah wheezed, tiny incoherent words falling from his lips. Spike swore, fucking deeper. Kai joined him. They surged inside their omega, pleasuring Micah until he thrashed. Spike held him down so they could get all the way inside him, marking him with their precome and their scents.

  “Come for us,” Spike growled, reaching down to grasp Micah’s cock. “Give Kai your sweet cream.”

  He pumped once. Micah cried out, arching. His body clenched around them like a vice, his head tipping back, his nails breaking Kai’s skin as he jerked, hot come spurting onto Kai’s chest. And the look in his eyes—disbelief, surprise, pleasure.

  “Fuck,” Spike rasped, jamming his cock into Micah’s body, opening him up.

  Kai throbbed. He followed Spike, plunging deep, desperate for his own release. For Spike’s come all over his cock, and Micah’s slick around them. The thought made his balls pull achingly tight. Spike’s strokes grew desperate; his sweat gleamed on his skin. With a shout, Spike came, his cock pulsing against Kai’s, his come hot and slippery, smearing all over Kai’s cock.