An Omega For Two: SoCal Cuties — Book 1 Page 3

  “I think so!” I blurted out, throwing an arm around him and pulling him close to me. “Holy crap, I was nervous asking him that!”

  “I could tell,” Max laughed. “I was nervous for you!”

  “He didn’t seem nervous at all!”

  “Nope,” Max smiled. “Oh, I wonder if he’s actually done this before.”

  “Oooh, I wonder too!” I replied. “I mean—he did say he’s been asked plenty of times. Do you think he ever went through with it?”

  “Hmmmm,” Max pondered, looking over at Sawyer as he made his way back towards us. He looked so…powerful in his suit, with his smooth tan and blond hair that had clearly been combed back and gelled this morning but now sat loosely atop his head. He was taller than both of us by a good amount, and I’d guess he was at least six foot two, probably more.

  “In a way, I kind of hope not,” I admitted, speaking quickly before he reached us again.

  “Same,” Max agreed.

  “Okay, let’s get out of here,” Sawyer told us with a nod towards the door.

  “What about your friends?” I asked.

  “They’ll get an Uber home or whatever,” he replied casually, taking Max by the hand and leading him away. “We’ve got things to do.”

  As we stepped outside, I wasn’t surprised to see that Sawyer was the owner of some gorgeous sports car that shone bright yellow beneath the street lights. I forced back my smile so he wouldn’t think we were a couple of gold diggers, and instead just gave him an approving nod as he opened the door for us.

  “She’s all right,” he smiled as we hopped in. He went around to the driver’s side, got in and instead of inserting a key to turn the engine on, actually just pressed a big red button and the thing roared to life.

  Wow, that’s pretty cool. I thought the growl of the car was probably pretty close to what Sawyer’s actual growl would sound like, and as I thought about what we were about to do together, I felt butterflies begin to swim up through my stomach.

  Part of me wondered whether this was really the right thing to do, but the rest of me was excited and turned on like crazy. Not only was I blown away by just how alpha he was, and practically drooling over his good looks, but I also couldn’t stop myself from thinking about just how happy Max was going to be—how much pleasure this gorgeous man could bring him.

  As I pictured him bent over, taking Sawyer’s hard cock, his eyes rolled back into his head with pleasure, I felt my cock start to swell and my limbs begin to tingle.

  This is right, I thought. This will get us out of our rut.

  In fact, as we pulled into the driveway of our place, I had the feeling that tonight’s events were going to do a lot more than just that.

  Chapter Six

  Sawyer

  Their place was nothing special. I mean, it wasn’t a dump, but it was nothing compared to my place in La Jolla on the beach. But as we stepped inside, my mind wasn’t on the furniture or the décor, it was on the plump, bitable ass of the omega walking ahead of me.

  I glanced at Elijah and raised my eyebrows. He caught my meaning and nodded back. That’s all it took.

  My hands grasped Max’s ass and squeezed hard. He gasped as I felt the firm, supple flesh that had my cock growing quickly to its full size. He spun around to face me and I slid my hands beneath his waistband and felt the smooth skin, kneaded it like the sweetest dough and pressed my crotch against his.

  I could feel his erection growing too, and as I groped him, felt the wetness from his slick as it dripped onto my fingertips. I inhaled him, smelling the dirty Chai scent that was both arousing and comforting, and slid his pants down just beneath his ass, exposing the spot where his cock met his body.

  He looked up at me with sweet, expectant eyes, but quickly looked behind me to his mate who came up next to us.

  “Are you okay, Max?” he asked carefully.

  “I—yeah…” he replied, but he wasn’t fooling anybody. He was nervous as shit.

  “You sure?” Elijah asked. Max glanced up at me again, obviously not wanting to offend me, so instead of letting him flounder, I took the lead.

  I quickly slid my hands out of his pants, even though my cock was crying out at me to take control and have my way with him, and took a step back. I moved to a chair, took a seat, and motioned to the couch.

  “Why don’t you two start?” I told them. “And I’ll watch. When you’re ready, I’ll join in.”

  They were cute as they looked at each other, obviously nervous, and began to kiss. I felt like the world’s most glorious, kinkiest perv as I watched them, gently stroking my erection through my pants, as they made their way onto the couch and started going at it.

  They’d obviously been together for a while and knew each other’s bodies, but it felt a little like a routine.

  Maybe that’s why they need me.

  Elijah stripped Max’s shirt from his body, exposing his smooth pale skin. His pants were still down where I’d left them, exposing his bubble butt, its slight shine from his slick the most beautiful invitation that I fought hard to resist.

  No, give them time.

  I had to admit, the way they kissed had me just a little jealous. There was more than just sexual tension there—there was passion. These two were a real couple, not just a couple of kinky guys looking for a threesome. Maybe they were in a rut, but there were feelings beneath what we were doing. To most people, something like this would be out of the realm of possibilities, and it took great courage to admit that your relationship needed a little kickstart.

  Elijah removed his own shirt while Max unzipped his pants and pulled them down. His cock sprung forth, hard and ready for his boyfriend. It was big, but nothing compared to what I was packing.

  I can’t wait to see their eyes, I thought as I undid the top button of my pants.

  Max took his boyfriend’s cock into his mouth and I unzipped my fly and took hold of my cock and began stroking it. Max’s technique was good, and he could take a lot of Elijah’s cock into his mouth—more than I’d expected—but I knew he wouldn’t be able to do that with me.

  No, you’ll gag on it, I thought with a smile as I watched. Max’s hand slid beneath Elijah’s balls, and the beta groaned with pleasure. His hips bucked up and Max took more of his shaft into his mouth, and as he did, he turned his eyes to mine.

  That’s it. That’s the signal, I thought. He wants me to join them.

  I kicked off my loafers and stood up. Max kept his eyes on me as I tossed my jacket and shirt aside, exposing my body to him. I saw the lust in his eyes as he gazed over my perfect body, sculpted to perfection through hard work at the gym. And when he looked down at the bulge in my pants, I smiled and showed him the goods.

  My pants came down and caught at my knees, but my cock leapt free and stood strong out from my body like a steel beam meant to hold up some impossible weight. A drop of precum fell free, creating a shimmering trail as it fell to the floor. I stepped forward, and as Max’s mouth was currently occupied, offered my alpha dick to Elijah.

  He shifted on the couch, leaned forward and opened his mouth to accept it. As his lips closed around the tip, a jolt of pleasure ran through me that caused me to shudder. His mouth was warm and wet, and I watched as saliva dripped down from his chin as he opened wide in an attempt to swallow my entire dick.

  Eager, I thought, pushing forward to help him out.

  But the poor guy couldn’t do it, and I didn’t blame him.

  “Wow,” I heard Max say, and looked down to see him holding Elijah’s cock, his mouth free, as he stared up at my dick in awe. “It’s like a baby’s arm!”

  I tried not to laugh as he stared, and simply wrapped my hand around the back of Elijah’s head and pushed it down on my cock again. He gagged, coughed, but I held his head where it was and with a firm voice, told him, “Swallow it. Take it all down.”

  “Mmmmmm,” Max moaned, lapping at Elijah’s balls as he watched me force my cock deeper down his boyfriend’s throat.r />
  “You like that?” I asked him. He nodded effusively as he tongued the beta’s sack. I reached down and ran my hand across his back until I reached his plump little ass, now glistening with the slick that was pouring from his little hole, crying out for my cock.

  You’ll get it, I thought. But not just yet.

  Elijah twisted in pleasure as Max started sucking his cock again, working his shaft in circular motions with his hand, jerking him off at the same time. He gagged again, and kept pushing his head down in a desperate attempt to swallow me, but he just couldn’t do it.

  “Fuck,” he groaned, finally pulling back, a thick line of spit hanging from his lips. “It’s so fucking big. No one could deep-throat that thing!”

  “Oh, give me that,” Max scoffed, crawling up the couch, abandoning his boyfriend’s cock and taking mine in his hand. “Watch and learn.”

  Elijah’s and my eyes opened in amazement as Max opened wide and took my entire cock into his mouth and all the way down his throat.

  “Fuck!” I gasped. I felt the sticking point where most guys would have pulled back, but Max kept pushing until my dick vanished and his nose was pressed against the base of my hard stomach. “Oh, that’s good!”

  Max’s reply was a sensual moan, and I couldn’t resist sliding a finger into him as I looked down at the beautiful sight.

  His hole was tight, almost virginal, and as I thrust forward, my dick buried in his throat, I thought about just how incredible it was going to feel when I finally penetrated him. I glanced down at Elijah who was staring at his boyfriend in awe, as though he was seeing a side of him he’d never seen before.

  “Baby…” he whispered, moving closer. Max pulled back and the two of them kissed, my cock, proud and glistening, brushing against both of their faces, leaving wet marks on their cheeks and foreheads. They both worshipped my cock together as I stood tall above them, my chest beginning to just faintly glisten with a thin layer of sweat.

  I felt like a conquering hero. I felt like a king. But as I looked at Max, his tongue lapping hungrily at my balls, I felt something different, something I hadn’t felt in years—something I thought I’d never feel again.

  Chapter Seven

  Max

  Please him, I thought as I licked Sawyer’s beautiful balls, which were already now filling with the cum he’d unleash on me later. Show him what you’re made of…

  The sensuality of the situation gripped me like a fist clutching a pencil, and I felt more enflamed than I’d ever been, except for maybe when I first met Elijah, but this was as though our relationship had been a stove burner on simmer and had been doused with gasoline and cranked up beyond its normal limits. In fact, I was feeling so hot and full of lust that it felt as though I was about to explode.

  As Sawyer played with my hole, the intensity grew and grew. I felt myself begin to open for him, which was good, as his cock was so long and thick that it wasn’t going to just slide in easy.

  That’s okay. I like a challenge…

  He slid another finger inside of me, exploring me, opening me for him. My slick was absolutely dripping with anticipation, and my fingers were hot and tingling as I thought about how it would be to be filled up with him.

  Sucking on Sawyer while Elijah watched was beyond hot. I was a porn star, performing for him and him alone, and while we pleasured each other, his cock grew—his lust grew.

  Sawyer’s thick, alpha dick slipped from my lips and slapped against my face. An unexpected spark of excitement flared within me. It was something I didn’t recognize because it was something that had never happened to me before. I grasped Sawyer’s cock by the base and slapped it hard against my cheek.

  Spit and precum sprayed all over me, and I opened my mouth and let my tongue hang as I spanked myself with his thick shaft.

  I’m yours, I told him with my eyes. Do what you want with me. Degrade me. Humiliate me. Whatever makes you hard. I want it all!

  I saw Elijah looking at me out of the corner of my eyes and knew my actions had surprised him. Hell, I’d surprised even myself, but I loved it. I glanced over at him for a brief moment with a look that told him, “This was the right thing to do.”

  His response was to snatch my hand away from Sawyer’s cock and take it in his own. Then, he used Sawyer’s cock to beat me across the face.

  “Fuck!” I gasped as the enormous dick hit me again and again. I felt the weight, and my cheeks stung with the impact, but I loved it. I really, really loved it.

  “Fuck, yeah,” Sawyer responded, slipping a third finger inside me. My eyes just about bugged out of my head and I twisted my head and opened my mouth to take his balls into my mouth. I let them play across my tongue, my mind filled with mental images of what it would look like when he finally pumped his sweet alpha nectar all over me.

  Or in me!

  The thought surprised me so much I almost stopped what I was doing.

  Did I just think that?

  This was just supposed to be a crazy threesome to ignite the passion in my relationship with Elijah. Why on earth was I thinking about letting this alpha, who I’d only just met, come inside of me?

  Was it simply the way he was turning me on now? Was I just caught up in the moment? Or was it the delicious scent of hickory that seemed to perfume off of him and make its way into my lungs like it was meant to be there? Why was I thinking about letting him do something so personal, so intimate—something with such life-altering possibilities?

  Elijah and I had never had a child, and honestly, I doubted we ever would. Not unless something really changed. Deep down, I’d love to have a little guy, or girl, that I’d brought into this world. But to think that this alpha, who we’d only met less than half an hour ago, could be the father to that child—well, that was just crazy!

  Wasn’t it?

  “You two look so good down there,” Sawyer said, his voice strong like someone who was used to getting what he wanted. He was starting to sweat, and I felt a few small droplets land on me as I slid my lips from his sack and looked up at him.

  Do you see what I want? My eyes asked him. I felt a spark of connection there as he looked down at me, something beyond anything I’d imagined feeling from a random alpha we’d met at the bar, and felt my brain hop on a rocket-powered merry-go-round with no signs of stopping.

  Yes, his eyes said back to me as my head spun and the world turned around us.

  I felt Elijah’s hand on my back, but before I could turn to him, Sawyer took control. His strong grip on my waist surprised me, and in the blink of an eye, I had my back to him, exposed, my hole, already slightly stretched out, looking up at him, ready for whatever he had to give me.

  With one hand, he tugged my pants the rest of the way down and exposed all of me. I kicked to help him, and they fell to the floor. With one knee, he spread my legs apart, and to my total shock, spit on my asshole.

  “Oh, fuck me,” I groaned. It wasn’t possible. He was just so fucking dominant and my submissive nature was rearing its head like never before. “Fuck me, daddy.”

  The words escaped my lips before I had time to process them. It was so kinky and wild and was nothing I’d normally have ever said, or even thought about saying, but they came out as naturally as breathing. Sawyer’s response was a firm slap on the ass that caused my head to buck up and my back to arch.

  “You want this big alpha cock?” Sawyer asked me as he let the tip of his monstrous dick press against my hole. “Is that what you want?”

  “Yes!” I cried out.

  “You want to see me fuck your boyfriend, Elijah?” I asked.

  “Yes…” he replied quietly, obviously caught up in the moment, almost hypnotized by it.

  “Beg for it,” Sawyer said to me this time.

  “Give it to me,” I replied obediently.

  “Louder.”

  “Give it to me!”

  “Louder!”

  “Fucking give me that cock!” I shouted.

  The entire world shook
as he entered me. And this alpha was not holding back. He didn’t go in slowly, gently, or give me just the tip. He buried his entire cock in my ass without a hint of hesitation.

  My hole stung with pain as it stretched around his enormous girth. It was like what I imagine being fisted would have felt like. I whimpered and tried to get away from it, but Sawyer knew better. The hardest part with anal is just getting it in. If you take it out and put it back in, it hurts more. The best thing to do is just keep it there and wait for your hole to get used to it, and that’s what he made me do.

  His strong hands gripped me like two vices, inhibiting my movement, pinning me where I was on the couch like a statue in the doggy-style position.

  “Oh, that’s big!” I gasped between quick shallow breaths. “That’s big, that’s big, that’s big.”

  “Damn right it is,” Sawyer replied proudly, holding his massive unit inside me as I forced myself to relax. “Breathe slowly. Don’t fight it.”

  “I know, I know,” I whispered, doing what he said. I forced myself to take a big breath and focus on relaxing my hole. As I did, the pain began to disappear, washed away by a delicious wave of pleasure that started in my hole but rippled out through my entire body.

  “That’s it,” he replied, obviously feeling what my body was doing. “That’s it. Good boy. Now take this cock.”

  Chapter Eight

  Sawyer

  Tight like a fist…

  I hadn’t meant to hurt the mouth-watering omega when I thrust my cock inside him, but I just couldn’t hold back. His body, so smooth and pale and milky, was undeniable. I couldn’t control myself, and rather than fight it, I’d given into my most primal of urges and driven my dick home where it belonged.

  He’d taken it surprisingly well, to be honest. Despite being a panther, I was hung like a goddamn horse, and when he actually took my advice and relaxed, I was honestly shocked. It was a blessing and a curse being hung like a Greek god. Some omegas ran for the hills and opted instead just to suck me off and not try to take me into their holes. That was always a letdown, but despite a little moment of pain, Max had taken it like a champ. Now I was about to see how he could really handle things.