Omega (Evan's Alphas Book 1)

by D. J. Heart

  Peter pulls down his briefs, cock standing at least nine inches long, thick like a can of soda. On the base of the impressive shaft Evan can see the beginning of a knot, fat and throbbing, and the idea of having it inside him makes him whine in need.

  Chad holds Evan’s ankles in an iron grip, spreading his legs wide, Evan’s cock laying hard and flat on his belly. Peter crawls onto the bed, slow and sensuous, and comes to a stop in front of him. The intimidating alpha stares down at Evan, expression ravenous, running a finger along the crack of his ass. The touch is jolting, electric and tingly, reverberating through Evan’s whole body like a chain reaction of pleasure. The finger slides down his crack and comes to rest over his hole. It’s big and blunt, and when Peter pushes inside Evan’s ass—the first time he’s ever been touched there—Evan lets out a moan of sheer pleasure. He feels both too tight and gaping open, as though his ass was made to take whatever his alphas demanded of it.

  Peter curls his finger up, finding the gland Evan’s only ever learned about in school, rubbing it with firm strokes of his finger. Stars explode in front of Evan’s eyes, his ass clenching down on Peter’s finger. Rather than be deterred by the sudden tightening, Peter slips a second finger in next to the first, both blunt digits now rubbing over Evan’s sensitive gland with relentless pressure. It almost hurts, it feels so good.

  “Alpha…” Evan moans, not sure what he’s asking or saying, knowing only that he needs to let Peter and Chad know how good he feels. How right it is for them to touch him like this. Hold him like this.

  “Fuck, Peter. Can I…?” Chad growls, sounding wrecked.

  “No. Not yet, Chad,” Peter says, the command delivered with an authority that not even another alpha could buck. Chad stills as Peter looks down at Evan, his face framed by Evan’s thighs. “Would you like Chad to put his fingers in your mouth? Give you something to suck on?”

  Chad stiffens, gathering Evan’s thighs and holding them with one arm folded behind his knees. The alpha’s now free hand lands on Evan’s lips, resting over his mouth like a promise.

  “Yes,” Evan breathes out, lips brushing Chad’s palm.

  “Go ahead, Chad. Don’t gag him too much,” Peter says, suddenly jabbing his fingers hard into Evan’s prostate and making him yell out in ecstasy. Balls pulling up in his sac, Evan can feel his orgasm building under the brutal assault, his cock exploding just as Chad slides three fat fingers over his tongue and into his mouth. Everything goes black, Evan’s world narrowed down to his cock, ass and mouth, his alphas making him feel better than he ever dreamed possible.

  When he comes back to himself, Evan’s breath is coming in short little gasps, and Peter has added another finger to his ass. Chad holds his legs with one arm, pinning them to his chest; the other having moved from his mouth to gather both his wrists like a manacle. Evan doesn’t know what he did, but the pleased smile on Peter’s face as he pushes deeper assures him that it wasn’t something bad.

  Peter fucks into him with three fingers, scissoring the fat digits apart and stretching Evan’s rim wider and wider. It hurts, but the pain is mostly drowned by a vast sea of pleasure. Evan knows that at this point he would be able to enjoy any penetration, so the care Peter is taking serves no purpose other than to make sure he isn’t hurting in the morning. Or at least, that he won’t wake up with the burning pain of having his insides torn up. It’s a relief, or it would be if he were coherent enough to appreciate it.

  “Such a good boy for me,” Peter croons, adding a fourth finger and spreading them wide, pushing them in to the knuckle. Their combined girth must be equal to Peter’s cock, Evan thinks because he can’t imagine being stretched further. “Taking my fingers in your hole like a good omega. Isn’t he perfect, Chad?”

  “Yeah,” Chad growls, and his voice is different from Peter’s. It’s animal and strained, his control nowhere near Peter’s impressive display. The sound of him, the evidence of Evan’s effect on him, sends a shiver down Evan’s spine.

  “I’m going to fuck you now, Evan,” Peter announces, pulling out his fingers with one final jab at Evan’s prostate. With a shudder, Evan lets his head fall back into Chad’s lap, the alpha’s eager cock a hard pillow. Chad pulls Evan’s legs down tighter, folding him in half and immobilizing him as Peter parks the bulbous head of his cock at Evan’s rim. It feels huge, and Evan has a moment where he wonders if this might not hurt after all. If the buildup had been the best part, a prelude to the inevitable pain.

  But when Peter pushes inside, Evan’s ass yielding to his hard length with just a flutter of assistance, all of Evan’s fears fade away. It feels amazing. Peter’s hard shaft spears into Evan’s tight body, ass yielding to the alpha as though he were made for this.

  Which he is, Evan thinks, feeling surreal as he takes his first alpha cock. Peter buries his shaft deep, letting Evan get used to the length and stretch for a few minutes, then pulls out so that only the head of his cock remains inside.

  “He’s tight, Chad. Fucking tight,” Peter growls, sounding pleased and proud. Chad whines, hips thrusting slightly, the movement jarring Evan’s head. With a snap of his hips, Peter fucks the length of his cock back inside Evan’s pliant body, making Evan hold his breath; the feeling of being filled so intense it’s like the world has stopped. Peter pulls out again, letting out a grunt as he fucks back in.

  Peter doesn’t spend a long time fucking Evan though he’s sweating and breathing hard after just a few minutes. He looks magnificent, huge and powerful, body glistening under the soft lighting. When Evan looks up, he can see Chad watching the older alpha with adoration in his eyes. Chad looks down, catches him staring and smiles fondly. The moment passes quickly, both Chad and Evan too caught up in the sheer carnality of the situation to linger on sentimental moments of shared understanding.

  Five minutes of powerful, even thrusts and Peter buries his cock for the final time, knot swelling enormously and locking them together. The gush of come is instant and mind-boggling, Evan’s belly filling up with Peter’s alpha’s seed. Every twitch of his ass milks Peter’s cock of more come, Evan’s body knowing instinctively how to treat the huge knot that has invaded his ass.

  “Give me his legs, Chad,” Peter orders, Chad letting his arm slip away from the back of Evan’s knees. Evan’s legs fall forward on either side of Peter’s body, coming to rest comfortably on the soft, tangled sheets. He feels dazed, his hole stuffed in a way that’s satisfying the most primal part of his being.

  “You can use his mouth now,” Peter tells Chad, the younger alpha scooting back on the bed. Evan’s head drops down onto the mattress, his eyes landing on the mirrored ceiling. He hadn’t noticed the mirror, which is a shame because it offers an amazing view of his two alphas. Himself, he hardly recognizes. While his alphas are breathing deeply through open mouths, chests puffed out, and shoulders held wide, Evan looks small and fragile. Flushed, expression dazed, staring into his own eyes and seeing a stranger.

  “My cock, right? I can put it in his mouth?” Chad asks, Evan’s attention shifting from the mirror to the huge cock that suddenly fills his vision. It’s long, hard and veiny, the beginnings of an impressive knot resting at its base. The beautiful shaft is pointing straight up, head hovering a few inches over Evan’s mouth. A shiny string of pre-cum leaks from the slit and lands on Evan’s lips, his tongue darting out to taste.

  “Yes, Chad. You can put it in his mouth… But be careful, it’s his first time. We don’t want to scare him.”

  “I won’t. I’ll be good, Peter,” Chad assures the more dominant alpha, rushed, already pushing the length of his shaft down flat and grinding it into Evan’s cheek. It’s hard and warm, pulsing, and Evan wants it inside his mouth. Wants to taste it, be owned by it.

  Chad lifts to his knees and aims the head of his cock down, smearing pre-cum all over Evan’s face. The glistening purple head comes to a still over his lips, at first just tracing them and leaving a trail of slick, then pushing at them insistently. Obediently, Evan
opens his mouth, and the cock slips inside, pushing down over his tongue and making its way towards his throat. He gags, but Chad keeps pushing a little bit further before pulling out with a whine.

  “Easy, Chad. That’s good. You’re both doing so good for me,” Peter says, a hand coming to rest on Chad’s chest. Chad lets the head of his cock sit on Evan’s tongue, and Evan can hear the young alpha’s ragged breathing as he struggles to control himself. It’s obvious Chad wants to fuck Evan’s face like an animal, pushing past the gagging and choking to take his pleasure, but that Peter’s influence has stopped him. Evan is grateful, but a little disappointed. He could have taken it. He could have made Chad feel good.

  “You’ve got it Chad. Just go slow, now.” Peter keeps a hand on Chad’s chest, fingers splayed out wide over his heart. The younger alpha leans into the touch, closing his eyes and taking a moment to gather himself.

  Evan is a pliant receptacle for his alphas. On some level, he appreciates the care they’re taking, but mostly he’s just happy that he’s being knotted. It’s strange, how foreign the thought of taking stock of his alphas and manipulating them are in this moment. How irrelevant. He’s there to please and be pleased, and that’s what’s happening. Worrying about other stuff is just useless.

  With a deep breath, Chad pushes deeper into Evan’s mouth, dragging the salty taste of pre-cum over his tongue. This time, Chad goes slow, letting Evan adjust to the weight of his cock and the way it fills his mouth, and just as deep. When Evan gags, clenching down on Peter’s knot in his ass, Chad pulls back slightly before trying again.

  Evan takes it. Chad’s veiny cock slides down his throat, filling him up until Chad’s heavy balls come to rest over his eyes and nose. Chad’s wiry pubes scratch his chin, cock throbbing in his throat. Chad grabs Evan’s jaw, using the grip to hold Evan’s head still as he pulls out before fucking back in. The withdrawal gives Evan just enough time to breathe.

  Evan gets lost in the rhythm of holding his breath as Chad fucks in and breathing in deep as Chad pulls out. It feels wonderful, and every time Chad pushes the length of his cock down Evan’s throat, he clenches down on Peter’s knot.

  “No!” Peter’s harsh voice startles Evan just as Chad tries to push in again. Chad freezes, cock barely past Evan’s lips, and comes. Creamy white seed gushes out of his cock and bathes Evan’s tongue. It startles Evan enough that he accidentally breathes in some of the sperm, coughing and trying to breathe as Chad pulls out and blasts Evan’s face with his enormous load. Chad grips the base of his cock, squeezing down his knot, and Evan has a moment where he realizes that Chad had tried to knot his mouth. Evan would have choked, wouldn’t he? Was that even a thing?

  “That’s good, Chad. Good boy.” Peter croons, Chad’s cock still shooting spunk all over Evan’s face, throat and chest. He feels like he’s being showered, the smell of Chad’s seed overwhelming and delicious.

  “Get it all in his mouth,” Peter commands, the words confusing until Chad starts scooping the come up with his fingers and shoving them into Evan’s mouth. Evan licks Chad’s fingers clean, eating the alpha’s load, repeating the process endlessly until all the come has been wiped off his body. Peter is still locked tight inside of him, randomly shooting more sperm into his gut and making his stomach bulge, but Chad’s knot is deflating quickly.

  “I’m almost done, Chad. Are you ready for your turn?” Peter asks, Chad’s head shooting up with a wide-eyed look, nodding fast. The younger alpha scoots into position next to Peter, looking like a young jock next to his handsome, older mentor. They’re beautiful, Evan thinks, and he wants everything they’re willing to give him.

  Everything.

  ***

  When Chad catches Evan looking at them like they hung the fucking moon, he feels his instincts rush to the surface like a tidal wave. They’ve pleased their omega. Shown themselves to be good alphas. It’s the most powerful feeling in the world, and he hasn’t even knotted the boy yet.

  He knows that Peter had to go first. It’s his right, and he was no doubt able to open the omega up with a patience Chad would never be capable of. But now? Now Evan is open and ready to be fucked. To be knotted. When Peter pulls out, seed gushing past Evan’s puffy rim, Chad waits for the more dominant alpha to move aside before impatiently flipping Evan onto his belly and sinking into the boy’s hole with one, wonderful thrust.

  Chad wraps his arms around Evan’s body, holding him tight as he thrusts his hips for all he’s worth, his recent orgasm letting him last longer. Eventually though, Chad’s cock swells, and he shoots his load, knot expanding and pushing against the soft inner walls of Evan’s hole.

  His omega, and isn’t that a weird and wonderful thought, offers no resistance to any of it. He pushed his ass back to meet Chad’s thrusts, moaning and whining his pleasure like he was born to be fucked.

  Knot locked inside Evan’s body, Chad rests his sweaty weight on the young omega’s back, pulling his hips back a little just to test that they are locked together. Evan keens as the knot pulls on his rim, so Chad thrusts his hips forward, making sure his omega knows that the knot is there to stay. Evan makes a content sound, almost like a sigh, and goes limp. Chad is so happy he barely notices Peter moving around behind him, but when he feels a slick finger pushing at his hole he stiffens.

  Peter can’t mean to… Can he?

  Peter does. He works one slippery finger inside Chad’s tight hole, no natural slick to speak of, adding a second finger in short order before starting the slow work of opening him up.

  It takes forever, but eventually Peter has four fingers buried to the knuckles in Chad’s ass. Chad mouths on Evan’s neck to distract himself from the invasive pain, loving the way Evan shudders and moans in pleasure. When Peter fucks his cock into Chad’s hole, the hard length slipping in one torturous inch at a time, Chad feels truly owned and dominated. Only Peter would ever be allowed to do this to him.

  Evan blinks and looks confused as Chad’s body starts rocking into him, knot pushed deeper every time Peter fucks forward. Peter starts fucking him faster, slamming in with a violent thrust before his knot expands in Chad’s hole. It hurts, as it always does, the knot too big and Chad’s hole too small, not made to accommodate the magnificent size of Peter’s endowment. Chad grits his teeth, the contrast between the hellish feelings in his ass and the amazing feelings in his knot sending his mind spinning.

  One thing's for sure, though, and that is that being fucked by Peter is infinitely more bearable when he has an omega clenching down on his knot. In fact, it almost feels good.

  Peter’s knot doesn’t last long. Chad is not an omega, and Peter’s cock knows it; the thick width deflating rapidly. When Peter pulls out, Chad breathes a sigh of relief. His own knot is getting smaller, but he still has a few minutes left in Evan’s ass.

  Peter strokes Chad’s rim, tracing his finger over the puffy hole, playing with it until Chad’s knot has deflated, and he reluctantly pulls out of Evan’s hole.

  “Evan, I want you to come here and eat out Chad’s hole,” Peter commands, lifting Evan up and placing him on his stomach with his face positioned over Chad’s gaping hole. Chad feels embarrassed for all of ten seconds that his omega is seeing him like this, until Evan’s hesitant tongue swipes over his hole, slipping inside and tasting Peter’s come. Evan quickly loses his hesitancy, eagerly eating Chad out, slurping Peter’s huge load out of his hole.

  When Evan bucks, lifting his face off Chad’s ass before resuming his duties, Chad looks over his shoulder to see what’s going on. His cock is instantly erect at the sight of Peter’s face buried in Evan’s ass, licking and biting the hot little hole as he holds Evan’s ass up to his face, biceps bulging beautifully.

  After a while, Peter pulls Evan up, laying him down between Chad and himself, reaching his arm over the omega to let it rest on Chad’s back. Omega between them, Chad closes his eyes with a grin splitting his face, falling asleep with the scent of omega and Peter in his nose. It really couldn�
��t be better.

  ***

  Evan wakes up slowly, his body sore and totally relaxed, feeling almost feverishly hot. He tries to turn around but is unable to move at all. He blinks, the knowledge of where he is hitting him fast and hard. Peter and Chad are on either side of him, arms slung over his body and holding him in place as they sleep. Both alphas are breathing heavily, massive chests rising and falling peacefully, and if he didn’t have to pee, Evan would simply lay still. It’s nice, how solid they are, how safe he feels between them.

  He’s not a virgin anymore. It startles him, the idea of it, that he has been claimed and knotted. All that worry, and yet Peter and Chad had made him feel nothing but intense, overwhelming pleasure. He smiles to himself, pleased and happy.

  But he still has to pee. Evan tries to wriggle out from underneath Peter’s arm and Chad’s thigh, earning a terrifying growl from deep within Peter’s chest. He freezes, eyes locked on the big alpha, but Peter is still firmly asleep. He tries again, but this time Peter’s arms curls around him and pulls him into the big alpha’s chest, holding him tight. Peter is still sleeping though the abrupt move seems to have woken Chad. The alpha smiles at him, stretching like a cat. He looks smug and satisfied, hand rubbing down his naked chest, tweaking his nipple before he grabs his cock, palming his morning erection.