Although the view was obscured by Ben’s balls being drawn up tight to his body, Daniel knew that the omega sat impaled on Carr’s dick. It was the only explanation as to why Ben was relatively calm. The gamma’s hips rocked in a slow motion to ease the incessant itch of the omega’s channel. The reminder of how this whole thing was more medicinal than erotic curbed some of his body’s interest.
Closing the door behind him with his foot, he approached softly in case Ben really slept. Carr eyed him. The guy looked as wasted as Daniel felt. Neither of them had slept much. He’d intended to get some nutrition into the omega first, but when the boy’s eyes remained closed, he switched his attention to Carr. Kneeling, he placed everything within easy reach and cracked open a bottle of water. He held it out to Carr, who took it with an unsteady hand and downed half of it in one long swallow. The gamma gave Daniel a lazy smile full of gratitude.
Ben stirred, taking Daniel’s attention. The boy’s lashes fluttered before he moaned and wiggled. “Need more,” he muttered. His flat stomach rippled with a quick roll of his hips. His cock was half-hard and resting against his thigh.
“In a second, baby.” Daniel grabbed the thermos packed in his basket of goodies. He twisted off the cap, filled it with warm broth and held it up to Ben. “You need something to eat and drink. This is chicken broth that Joey whipped up just for you. Andrea added some herbs that she thinks will help with the pain.”
He didn’t add that it was really intended to calm Ben’s nerves and perhaps mute the worst of his heat. He figured the omega didn’t need to hear any reinforcement of the notion that something might be wrong. Hoping the smell alone would wet Ben’s appetite, Daniel held the cup near the boy’s lips.
Ben whimpered and turned his head. “No. Can’t.”
“I know you don’t feel like it, baby, but you have to.” Daniel sent Carr a silent message of concern with his eyes.
“He’s right.” The gamma clasped Ben’s forehead and urged it back so that Daniel could maneuver the cup to Ben’s mouth. “You need to get something in your stomach, sweet boy. I promise my knot isn’t going anywhere. I’m here for you. Daniel is here for you. You need to do this for us and yourself. Come on now.”
With both of them coaxing the omega, he opened his pretty lips and allowed Daniel to tip some of the broth into him. One sip led to another. Soon, Ben gulped down the full cup. Daniel quickly refilled it and got more into him. The boy’s slender neck undulated with obviously hard swallows, and when one of those hard full-body shudders overtook him, some broth spilled down his chin.
Daniel gave no thought to his actions. He leaned in and licked up the tasty liquid. His tongue flicked the drops off the hot skin, then slid over to Ben’s lips. They parted on a sigh, giving him an invitation that he couldn’t resist. He covered the boy’s mouth with his own and lavished it with gentle passion. He surprised himself. Neither he nor Carr had taken time to show the omega real affection. The serious job of breeding didn’t require it, and he was ashamed to realize that he’d thus far done only that which was biologically necessary. Ben deserved more. So much more. This was a tiny step in the right direction.
He would have spent additional time exploring the sweetness of the omega’s mouth if the damnable heat hadn’t interfered. Just as Daniel tentatively slid his tongue past those luscious lips, Ben whined and shook. Daniel pulled back reluctantly and screwed the thermos cup back on. His stomach rumbled at the sight of the food packed away in the basket, but that would have to wait. He’d shoved some in while waiting for the kitchen staff to fix the food anyway. The real pity was that Carr had nothing except a bottle of water to satisfy his needs.
They would have to wait, as well. Everything took a back seat to Ben’s heat. Daniel tugged off his jeans. At this point, the omega’s cock was fully hard and weeping at the slit. It was also red and raw, the product of too many hand jobs delivered by either him or Carr while the other mounted the boy. Climaxing seemed to ease much of the omega’s distress. Perhaps Ben could achieve that through the fucking alone stimulating his prostate.
The look of anguish on the boy’s face tugged at Daniel’s heart, however. He didn’t want to risk leaving Ben’s dick unattended. The solution came to him in a flash. It would be a little awkward, yet manageable. Placing himself between the wide V of Carr’s legs, he lay down on his belly and tried to reach the dick. No good. The position was too awkward and he wasn’t close enough.
If this was going to work, he needed to dive right into the omega’s groin. That meant draping his arms over Ben’s thighs. He placed his palms on the floor on either side of Carr and loomed over the omega’s lap. His forearms brushed against Carr’s hips and ass. Momentarily jolted by the connection, he paused and assessed how he felt about it. He and the gamma had been performing acrobatics since the beginning, helping Ben while avoiding each other. There was no maintaining that barrier, however. By necessity, they had to get close in order to service Ben.
It didn’t matter in any event. Dominant shifters didn’t usually seek each other as fuck buddies and never as mates. That didn’t mean there was anything wrong becoming physically involved, especially under the circumstances. The gamma’s skin was as hot and sweaty as his. Maybe more so given that Carr came from a colder climate. The warm room must be torturous for the guy. Poised over Ben’s dick, Daniel flicked his gaze upward.
Carr’s icy blue eyes stared down at him with hooded lids. His hips still rocked and the motion caused his skin to rub against Daniel’s. It wasn’t disturbing. It was almost erotic. Almost. The main focus of Daniel’s desire remained Ben. The gamma gave him a brief nod, as if to reassure him that he wasn’t bothered by the contact, either. That confirmation was all the encouragement that Daniel needed. He lowered his mouth and swirled his tongue around the velvety tip of Ben’s dick.
The boy’s breath hitched at the first touch, then he let out a whispery moan and trembled. The reaction pleased Daniel and encouraged him. He wrapped his lips around the head and sucked gently. The salty pre-cum hit his taste buds, sending a signal to his cock. Tired and raw as it also was, it still rallied. But, it was mashed against the pallet, so it didn’t have the ability to rise. He didn’t care. This was for Ben. Everything was for Ben.
To that end, he laved underneath the omega’s dick while sliding his lips lower. He pulled up a bit before going down even farther. He repeated the motion, each time taking more of the hard rod into his mouth. Carr’s slow thrusting helped, moving the shaft in counter rhythm to Daniel’s efforts. It had the effect of Ben gently face-fucking him, so he opened his throat to ease the way. His position proved awkward, however. He only hesitated a second before reaching up and palming the gamma’s flanks to steady himself. The skin was almost as smooth and silky as Ben’s. Before his brain could register the intimacy he’d initiated, a hand landed on his head.
It was a risk to touch the beta in such an intimate way, but Carr figured Daniel had made the first move. The man’s fingers were splayed over much of Carr’s hips and ass. They clasped him with a strength that he found oddly reassuring, anchoring the three of them together. They’d been roaming in this direction from the beginning. Servicing Ben in his urgent need required a physical and emotional closeness that while unheard of in their culture, was nevertheless critical if they were to get past this crisis.
Daniel’s hands and head were hot, and his hair a wet, sweaty tangle of thick strands. Carr threaded his fingers through them to gain better purchase. Although the beta was doing a good job of synching up their movements, Carr had other, better ideas. With his other hand, he cupped one of Ben’s pecs and pressed the boy closer to his own slick chest. His knot pressed painfully against the sticky, swollen sheath it was embedded in. The amazing pleasure of having it swell and pump his seed hard and fast into the omega no longer captivated him. Mounting Ben had become a chore, a duty, and one that brought more discomfort than satisfaction.
But, he kept at it to the best of his ability. Ben deserv
ed no less. Any rivalry and resentment Carr had felt toward Daniel had fled in the wake of the momentous task that breeding the omega had become. He was grateful for the beta’s presence, trusted him, and even felt a measure of affection for his temporary pack brother. Together they were taking care of Ben. Together they would see him through his heat. It didn’t matter in the least whose seed took hold.
Once it did, though, Carr intended to convince the omega to mate with him. By his own admission, Daniel didn’t want to live a pack life. Carr did. Ben and his pup needed to. The idea of the boy not mating with anyone was ridiculous. Omegas and their pups needed the stability of having a dominant shifter providing for them in a way that the other pack members couldn’t truly replicate. He would do his best to convince Ben of that because it wasn’t simply a matter of what Lorcan might proclaim, Carr didn’t want anything other than a willing mate. Once this blasted heat was over, he would work on wooing the boy to his way of thinking.
That would be the future. The now, though, required action, not thought. Tightening his grip on both Daniel’s hair and Ben’s chest, he bucked his hips up while pressing the beta’s head down. He was too sore—they all were—for anything vigorous. He kept his movements strong, yet slow, thrusting his cock as much as his knot would allow, and feeding Ben’s dick down Daniel’s throat. The omega remained pliant in his hold, emitting short, staccato breaths. His only other movement being the clenching and unclenching of his hole.
Carr gritted his teeth against the bite of pain his rod felt each time the omega’s puckered ring tightened. He expected Daniel to resist his pressure, yet the beta surprised him. He let his mouth be filled with the omega’s shaft and even encouraged the deep-throating by squeezing Carr’s ass and pulling it forward. It was easy to find the rhythm, his and Daniel’s mind apparently following the same line of reasoning. Everyone benefited from filling Ben’s ass with seed as often as possible. This heat couldn’t last forever, and they’d passed the point of exhaustion leagues back. Carr certainly had.
The blowjob had been a brilliant idea. It helped bring Ben up to the brink of orgasm again without rubbing him completely raw. With his hand on the boy’s chest, he could feel the rapid flutters of his heart and the way his lungs labored. When the omega’s hole bit down on Carr’s dick with a force that felt as if it would break off, he knew the boy was almost there. Carr pushed Daniel’s head all the way down to the root of Ben’s cock and held it place. He then clasped Ben’s nipple with forefinger and thumb, squeezing it tight.
Ben cried out, arched his back enough to slam his head against Carr’s collarbone. The boy’s body twitched in the now familiar way of his climax. His stretched channel still managed to find room to squeeze in waves that triggered Carr’s orgasm. He grimaced as his seed exploded past his knot to bathe both his dick and Ben’s insides with warm, sticky cum. He slammed his hips up, closing whatever gap might have existed between Ben’s groin and Daniel’s lips.
The omega was like a ragdoll, allowing Carr to manipulate him. The beta surprised him by still not struggling or resisting him in any way. Instead, his fingers dug into Carr to hold on. Through heavy eyelids, Carr watched Daniel’s sleek back and muscular backside ripple. He realized the beta was humping the bedding, finding his own release. It had to hurt, yet the erotic tie that bound them all was indifferent to their physical comfort. If Ben’s heat didn’t end soon, they’d each be worn to the bone, figuratively and literally.
The maelstrom ended as it always did with Carr both relieved and disappointed. As the last spurts of cum jettisoned from his cock, he let both of his arms drop down to his sides. His heart raced and he labored to catch and calm his breath. Sweat dripped down his forehead and into his eyes, annoying him. He lacked the energy to swipe at it, so closed them instead. His back itched from his damp skin coming into contact with his frayed braid, yet moving in any way was beyond him at the moment.
Ben slumped further, his head snuggled against Carr’s shoulder and his mouth hanging open. Small puffs of the boy’s breath tickled and dried the beads of moisture dotting Carr’s arm. Daniel’s fingernails laid a trail across Carr’s hips as the beta stirred from his position. A small pop confirmed that the omega’s softening cock was being released. Then Daniel’s head flopped onto the pallet between Carr’s thighs, close enough to graze against his balls. Carr still couldn’t muster any concern. He leaned against the wall, drained and boneless, with their combined breathing filling his ears.
Eventually, hunger took over all other concerns. He forced his eyes open and gazed longingly at the basket of food a couple of feet away. So close, and yet getting to it would mean disturbing Ben. The boy lay motionless and hopefully asleep. He was in that rare hiatus when his heat wasn’t driving him to impale himself on cock. And although the boy needed food, too, rest took precedence at the moment. Still, the sandwich he could see peeking out of the basket did look tempting.
His conflicting impulses were addressed a few seconds later when Daniel stirred. The beta lifted first his head, then his entire torso, using his arms to lever himself up without jostling Ben. He stared straight into Carr’s eyes for a few seconds before giving him a sheepish grin. Sitting back on his heels, he swiped at his sweaty forehead with the back of his arm. His abdomen glistened with drying cum, testament to how he, too, had come moments ago.
They made quite the odd trio, yet it was somehow working. The beta must have felt similarly because climbing gingerly over Carr’s legs, he picked up the half-empty bottle of water and held the rim of it up to Carr’s lips. He had to stifle back the moan in appreciation of the cool liquid sliding down his dry throat. He finished it in one long continuous swallow. Then Daniel went to grab that sandwich. Carr was only mildly surprised that instead of taking a big bite, the beta shuffled back to lean a shoulder next to Carr.
Daniel wasted no time in bringing the sandwich within reach. The tantalizing smell of ham salad filled his nostrils. He couldn’t resist shifting his face to snatch up the whole thing and toss it down. Over his wolf’s snout, his human eyes watched Daniel laugh silently in reaction. The beta waited until Carr had shifted back before offering up another bottle of water. Although his hunger was far from satisfied, Carr nodded in thanks and closed his eyes again. Let the beta feed himself, then maybe they could work at getting more into Ben. Already, the omega twitched, and his hole spasmed in clear warning that the respite was almost over.
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The storm raging inside him blew out as abruptly as it had arrived. For the first time in what felt like days—and likely was—Ben fully woke with his mind clear. Gone was the fog of need clouding his thoughts and the almost incessant itch plaguing his ass. Left behind was an amazing calmness that he’d never experienced before. He lay entangled with two larger, warmer bodies. He knew them instantly, and their presence added to his emotional contentment. Carr and Daniel hadn’t left him alone for a moment of his troubled heat. Their care of him was probably the only reason he’d come out on the other side of the event intact.
Both men had arms and legs wrapped around various parts of him. He face was mashed against one hard chest while his dick lay spent against an equally firm thigh that wasn’t his. The very tip of someone’s softened cock still remained lodged inside Ben’s hole. It made him feel claimed still, and even with his eyes shut, he knew that it belonged to Carr. The nightmarish time during his heat hadn’t stopped him from learning the beta’s and gamma’s bodies well. He lay unmoving, taking stock of how he felt and appreciating the quiet.
Eventually though, he stirred, moving his head a little and yawning. That small amount of change in his position woke his protectors. Two sets of hands roamed him with soft strokes, and the dick in his hole slipped all the way out. For a second, he felt bereft and wanted it back. But, that passed quickly with a stern internal reminder that he was being silly. There was no place inside or out that didn’t ache. His condition should have reminded him of the awful times with Kurt when the guy had fucked him r
aw.
“Are you all right, baby?” Daniel asked, his hand flitting down Ben’s arm.
A different hand stroked his hip. “Do you need mounting?” This from Carr. Then, “No. I-it’s over.” Lips pressed against the top of his head. “It’s done, thank the Gods,” Carr added with a sigh.
Ben blinked rapidly before leaving his eyes open. “Yes.” Although he was glad to be rid of the madness of his heat, he wasn’t sure what he thought about being pregnant. Placing his palm on his abdomen, he said again, “Yes.”
Pushing up on one arm, Daniel peered down at him. “How do you feel?”
“Um.” He gnawed at his lower lip. “Sore.” It was the first word that came to mind given his various aches and pains. “And exhausted,” he added because despite having just woken, it was true. He hoped that he didn’t sound like he was complaining and for a second, fear spiked through him. That kind of talk could earn him a slap.
Except these men were not Kurt. Both Daniel and Carr murmured their apologies, as if they had anything to be sorry about. But for their diligence and ability to work together, he might not have survived his heat. The terrible thought made him whimper, which in turn, amped up the concern from the guys.
He held up his hands and ended up palming each man’s chest. “Please, I’m fine. Really. Thanks to you both,” he added, staring at his toes. He couldn’t look either of them in the eye.
“You must be hungry, little one,” Carr remarked. The gamma did a strange thing by clasping Ben’s hand in his and bringing it up to kiss the back of it.
“And, I bet you’d love a shower,” Daniel added. The beta stood, his magnificent body grabbing Ben’s attention. With his mind no longer clouded, he could appreciate the male beauty that had been used to bring such pleasure. “I’m betting you’re a little weak, though, so how about I bring in a bowl of soapy water and a cloth?”
Ben didn’t reply because the beta was already turning, his muscular backside testament to the power that had driven part of his mounting. Carr took his attention by also rising, although he crouched beside him instead of leaving right away.
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