by Grace, Aria
“We were fine after that. The people who run Omega House are awesome and have taken great care of us. They helped me get into the photography program I told you about, and they’ve told us we can stay there for as long as we need to.” He closes his eyes again and tucks his chin. “But, it’s made me a little nervous about…you know.”
“What?” Gunnar’s tone is gentle but demanding. “What are you nervous about?”
“It’s stupid, I know.” He looks up at the ceiling, resting his head on our hands. “But I’ve never had a boyfriend or even kissed anyone. I’ve just been too afraid.”
“You don’t have to be afraid anymore,” I say, rubbing his arm. “We’ve got you now.”
“If that’s what you want…” Gunnar gives me a pointed look, reminding me that we still haven’t gotten actual consent from Sean.
“It is.” He looks Gunnar in the eye as he finds his courage. “If you want to do this, I trust you.” He turns to me. “Both of you. But…”
“But what?” Gunnar and I both say simultaneously.
He lifts his arms off ours and crosses his chest. “But I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to do…” He waves his hands between us. “This.”
61
Gunnar
As soon as Collin and I are sure Sean wants us as badly as we want him, all the restraint we’d been showing previously is gone. I lean forward and gently brush my lips across Sean’s, giving him time to resist or respond. Just when I think I’ve pushed too far and should pull back, Sean’s mouth opens just enough to close over my lower lip before sliding off. His eyes fully open and he gives me a nervous smile. “Was that okay?”
“It was perfect.” I lift Sean onto my lap then tug Collin until he’s on his hands and knees right beside us. “I bet Collin would like to taste you too.”
Collin’s gaze flits between Sean’s mouth and his eyes. “May I?”
Sean nods and leans forward just an inch before Collin closes the short distance between them. When they connect, I can almost feel it as if I were the one kissing these two men. Collin slides his hand behind Sean’s head and holds him in place as his tongue slides across the seam of Sean’s mouth.
My cock is thick and growing as Sean’s sweet ass wiggles in my lap while he kisses Collin just inches from my mouth. When he pulls back, there’s more confidence in his eyes than I’ve seen previously. Before I can ask how he’s feeling, he falls against me, kissing me hard with his tongue sliding between my lips. I open instantly, inviting him to explore my mouth. Collin is on his knees, dropping kisses from my jaw and across to Sean’s.
For several minutes, we take turns kissing and holding each other before the wetness on my lap becomes too much for any of us to ignore. Instinctively, I roll my hips against him and Sean pushes down on my cock as he wraps both arms around Collin’s neck. “I need you guys. Please.”
Collin’s strong palms slide beneath Sean and he stands up with Sean’s knees straddling his hips. “We’re here, baby.”
I guide them to my bedroom, walking behind Collin with my hands on his shoulders so he doesn’t have to take his eyes off our boy in his arms. Once inside my bedroom, Collin gently places Sean in the center of the bed then stands up so he can admire our perfect omega. Sean squirms under our gaze, tugging at his sweater as if it’s suddenly itchy against his sensitive skin. “Do you need some help with that?” I plant one knee beside Sean and gently slide his sweater up his chest and over his head as he pulls his arms through.
Collin has kicked off his boots and is taking off Sean’s as I dip down to kiss Sean’s full lips. “God, you taste so good.”
Sean’s hips buck off the mattress, and he fumbles with the button on his jeans. “I need these off.”
Collin helps release the jeans and slides them down Sean’s slim frame, careful to take his sticky boxers off at the same time. “Someone is eager for a knot.”
“Yes!” Sean’s hand slides down his bare belly and under his balls, digging into his wet hole in search of relief. “I need them. Both of them.”
My clothes are gone in seconds as I consider the best way to give Sean what he needs. “We’ll take care of you, baby.”
With my back pressed against the padded headboard, I pull Sean up by his armpits so his back is resting on my chest. He reaches back to grab my cock, shivering as his small palm closes around the wide head but then instantly pointing it at his hole. “Inside. Now.”
I still his hand, letting my erection rest against his slick crack while Collin climbs onto the bed with us. On his hands and knees, Collin leaves a trail of kisses from Sean’s ankle to the tip of his dick before sucking the hard shaft fully into his mouth. Sean bucks in my arms, but I hold him steady, allowing Collin to have some fun while I make sure Sean is fully ready to take a knot.
Obviously, he’s fucked his own ass before because he knew exactly how to loosen his muscles to the point that just a few gentle nudges relax him enough so that I feel comfortable breaching him. “Are you ready, baby?”
Sean rocks his hips over my cock, fully lubing my shaft with his slick. “Yes!”
“Collin.” I look into his eyes, and he reluctantly pulls off Sean’s cock to kiss me hard on the mouth. “He’s almost ready.”
“I am.” Sean is almost begging as he digs into his ass again, keeping himself open for us.
By the time Collin and I are both breathless, Sean has maneuvered the head of my cock to his opening and is about to spear himself onto it. “Whoa, slow down, baby. We need to go slow for your first time.”
Sean shakes his head. “I have toys. I can take you.” He reaches for Collin’s red cock, stroking it enough to coax a thick drop of precome from the slit. “Both of you.”
“Fuck.” I don’t believe that’s true, but I can’t hold back any longer. I tilt my hips under Sean at just the right angle for him to slide down my shaft in a fluid motion. “You’re so fucking tight.”
Sean is pressing down onto my length even as his body tenses and his breathing picks up. I know this is hurting despite his eagerness for a knot, but he isn’t slowing down as he slides up and down my dick. “Collin, you too.”
Collin’s eyes are wide as he looks at me. I shake my head subtly, not wanting to try double penetration on his first time. Alpha cocks are big, and a knot is huge. There’s no way I’d risk hurting Sean by doubling that trauma on our first night together. I want Sean to remember this night as one of his best, if not the best, of his life to date. Being unable to walk for a week won’t win us any brownie points.
“Does Gunnar’s big alpha cock feel good in your tight virgin hole?” Collin kneels in front of Sean with his strong fist wrapped around his dick, stroking himself as he watches Sean ride me. “It so beautiful.”
“Oh god.” Sean continues to slide up and down my cock like it’s a pole on a carousel. “I’m gonna come soon.”
“Do you want a knot, baby?” I pinch both of Sean’s nipples to make sure he’s paying attention to me while staring into Collin’s eyes.
“Yes, I need it.”
With my eyes still locked on Collin’s I reach for his cock and stroke it with him, impressed by his length. He’s longer than I expected, and his skin is velvety soft over the solid erection. “As soon as I come, I’m going to pull out and I want you to slide in and knot him.”
My hand moves faster on Collin’s shaft as he nods. “Yeah.”
“Oh god.” Sean’s head falls onto my shoulder as his channel tightens around me like a vise. “I’m coming.”
I pull out enough that only my head is still inside him as I shoot a heavy load into Sean, wishing I could knot him but wanting to fully share this moment with Collin. Meeting Collin’s intense stare, I nod and lift Sean off me, holding him in place while Collin slides inside his opening.
As if we’d synchronized the move, Collin picks up exactly where I left off.
My cock is still dripping against Sean’s ass as Collin presses his chest to Sean’s. Collin s
andwiches him between us as he milks the last moments of Sean’s climax while chasing his own. Sean is begging for more, but Collin silences him with a hard kiss as he blows his first load into Sean’s tight ass.
My knot is swollen, but without being inside a partner, it doesn’t grow to its full length, allowing me to get hard again just minutes after coming. Collin presses all his weight against Sean, who in turn presses all his weight against me as Collin locks his seed and mine inside Sean’s virgin hole.
Holding both men in my arms, I shift beneath them so Sean isn’t smashed, and Collin can fully relax while he waits for his knot to go down. It doesn’t take more than a minute or two for our heavy breathing to lull Sean to sleep.
I lift up on one elbow and stare down at Collin as he runs his fingers up and down Sean’s spine. “That was amazing.”
His lazy smile and sleepy eyes make my cock twitch. “It was.”
“Do you think you’ve got another round in you?”
Collin’s eyes are suddenly wide and attentive as he processes my meaning. “What do you mean?”
I slide my hand down Sean’s thigh and gently cup Collin’s heavy balls, massaging them with my fingers. “I wouldn’t mind feeling your knot inside me while I taste Sean’s gorgeous cock.”
His lips part but he doesn’t speak, totally at a loss of words.
“No?”
“You mean…” He eyes me skeptically like he doesn’t believe me. “You’d let us Eiffel Tower you?”
Now my grin is wide, and my cock is fully at attention. “Yeah, I guess I would.”
Collin rolls his head back onto the pillow and takes a deep breath. “Well you better stop playing with those or my knot will never go down enough for us to try.”
I give him one last tug before climbing over both my men, caging them in my arms. “Just rest for a few minutes, Ranger. We’ve got all night.”
62
Collin
When Gunnar first offered to let me knot him, I was shocked. I don’t know any alphas who will take a knot, and certainly not one as big and tough as Gunnar. But true to his word, he positioned himself on his knees and allowed me to rail into his ass while Sean got the blow job of a lifetime from his new alpha.
One of his new alphas.
That was almost a week ago and we’ve barely been back to our own homes since. Sean has left for classes and shifts at Omega House, and I’ve had to work, but we always end up together at Gunnar’s in the evenings. In just a few days, our routine has become totally normal and domestic…and unlike anything I expected a serious relationship to look like.
But just as confidently as I knew the three of us needed to give this a try, I’m positive this thing between us is real and permanent. I can’t imagine not having either man in my life and they’ve both told me they feel the same way.
It might be naïve, but I’m choosing to believe them.
I have to believe them because I can’t lose this.
The workdays drag on now, but Gunnar and I have been cooking dinner together every night and trying to teach Sean some basics. There are still plenty of alphas who believe an omega’s place is in the kitchen, barefoot and pregnant. But Gunnar and I are perfectly content to handle the kitchen duties for our omega. He’s been stressed about the photography job he wants because he feels like it’s time to move out of Omega House.
Gunnar and I haven’t talked about it yet, but I can tell an offer for Sean to move in with him is on the tip of his tongue every time the subject comes up. I think he’s more worried about scaring Sean than about what people might think if they were to move in together after such a short period of knowing each other.
Or maybe he’s worried that I’ll be hurt.
I need to have a chat with him when we’re alone because I want Gunnar to know it’s one hundred percent fine with me if he invites Sean to move in. In fact, I’d feel better knowing Sean’s home was with Gunnar where he was always safe and loved. But I guess that’s true when he’s at Omega House too.
Sean loves working there and helping the omegas who have had such hard lives. Gunnar has to attend a conference for work next week, but after he gets back, we’ve both committed to spending some time at Omega House to see how we can help out. It’s not easy for new alphas to come in and help with the residents, but Sean said there are projects around the property that could use some alpha muscle, so we’ll take our tools and give back in our own way.
Any place that took such good care of our Sean when he was just a child deserves all the assistance we can give it.
“I’ll see you later.” Sean runs into my arms and gives me a minty kiss. We had a blow job triangle this morning and I’m slightly disappointed that the tang of Gunnar’s come isn’t still in his mouth, but I know from experience that a thick load of come doesn’t leave you with the freshest breath if you’re meeting with others. In the house, we all get off on the smells that remind us of our fun together. But in the real world, most people prefer if we have toothpaste mouths.
“I’ll miss you, baby.” I hug him tight, not wanting to say good bye yet…or ever.
“Me too, Ranger.” Sean winks and pats my ass. “But I’ll see you tonight.”
That’s one of the other changes in just the past few days. Sean’s fear of alphas and his self-consciousness with Gunnar and me are both completely gone. The change was radical and sudden, but after that first night, he was a whole new man. I think he feels the genuine affection Gunnar and I both feel for him and that’s empowered him to speak his mind and smack my ass if he wants to.
I fucking love it.
“Have a great day,” I say to Sean before he blows me a kiss and races down the porch steps.
Gunnar has several cars in the huge workshed at the back of his property so when Sean woke up early that first morning to catch the bus home, Gunnar almost popped a vein. He wouldn’t let Sean leave until he agreed to drive one of the extra cars. It took some convincing, but Sean finally accepted the keys to a light yellow ’67 Mustang.
It’s a beautiful car in mint condition but Gunnar didn’t hesitate at all in handing over the keys. He insists he won’t be able to focus on his own work if he’s worrying about Sean on buses or walking the streets alone. I don’t like to be one of those uber “alpha” alphas but I agreed with everything Gunnar said and was grateful when Sean took the keys.
Sean is just too precious to us to risk anything bad ever happening to him and Gunnar and I are both very open in telling him that. And we’re just as quick to tell each other how much we mean to each other.
We haven’t allowed ourselves to use the L-word yet. Not because we don’t feel it—I don’t think there’s any other way to describe the deep and instant connection we all felt when we met—but because we’re forcing ourselves to take it slow.
Every day I wonder if this is the day it’s been “long enough” that we can be fully open and honest with each other. But so far, the moment hasn’t come so I’m okay being patient for a little while longer. But when that moment does come, I’m not going to let the calendar or society or anyone else stop me from saying what I need to say.
I love my alpha and my omega, and when I decide to tell them, nothing or no one will get in my way.
63
Sean
Apparently, I did something to piss off Professor Sinclair because he seems intent on making my life a living hell. Okay, maybe that isn’t his true intent, but the fact that he asked me to stay after class to talk about my project isn’t helping my nerves at all.
I sit at my desk for an eternity, waiting as patiently as possible while several other students ask the professor questions. By the time the room has emptied, a good ten minutes have passed since class ended.
“I appreciate you staying, Mr. Davis.” Professor Sinclair’s stare is as off-putting as the poorly kept mop of hair that falls over his forehead. The man may be the master of taking pictures, but he certainly needs some help in the hygiene department.
; “No problem. Did I fail?” I can’t sit around making small talk if my dream is over. If he’s telling me I’m flunking out, I’d rather he rip off the Band-Aid so I can accept the sting and move on without all the dramatics. I should have taken that flood as a sign this wasn’t meant to be.
He gives me a crooked smile, making me feel a bit uneasy. “No… This project earned you a solid B grade.” His tone suggests I should be proud, but I’m surprised. Why would he keep me late for a B? And hell, any other point in my life, I might have been proud of that grade. It was a tough project that turned out pretty fucking great. But anything less than perfect isn’t going to help me get the job I want. Several of my classmates got As so the dream really is over…
“Thank you for letting me know.” I can’t hide my frown as I lean over to grab my bag off the floor.
Professor Sinclair taps his lower lip with his finger as if contemplating something. “You know, Sean. I have a project that I need help with. It could be a way for you to make some extra credit.”
My ears perk and I begin to listen more intently to what he’s saying. “Extra credit?”
He nods and folds his hands in front of his crotch. “I believe with your grades now and this project, you could definitely end the semester with a high A.”
“That would be amazing.” It sounds great, but the gleam in his eye suggests it’s not going to be the easiest extra credit to earn. “What’s the task?”
He clears his throat then leans against the desk in front of me. The bulge in his pants is glaringly obviously, and silently, I hope he’s not going to ask me for sex in exchange for a higher grade. “I have a collector who has commissioned me for a project. His tastes are very…let’s say different and leave it at that. But I need several young omegas who can help me pull of this particular set of photos. Perhaps you could get some of your friends to join in?”
