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  It was strange too, because if he hadn’t been there, Elijah was cute enough that I probably would have gone for him.

  Two hotties? I thought. Really?

  Again, Max glanced at Elijah before answering. “If you’d like,” he finally replied.

  “I would,” I told him, leading him away from the door and over to the bar. “What are you drinking?”

  “Uhmm….”

  I turned to the bartender. “Can you do a pineapple coconut champagne cocktail?” He nodded. “I’m good with my vodka tonic for now, you want one too, Elijah?”

  The beta nodded, a devilish grin on his face, and I nodded to the bartender who started mixing our drinks.

  “So, what brings you two to The Cockpit?” I asked them. “Looking to get into some trouble? Because that’s what places like this are for, ya know?”

  “Oh, we just needed to get out,” Elijah replied. “What about you? You look a little, fancy for a place like this. Just passing through?”

  “The boys brought me,” I smiled, nodding towards the stage where the rest of my crew was acting the fool. “My firm had a big victory today, and it’s my birthday, so they dragged me out for ‘drinks and booty’ as they call it.”

  “Drinks and booty,” Max repeated as the bartender set his drink down in front of him. “Thank you.”

  “Start a tab?” the bartender asked. I shook my head and handed him enough cash for the drinks and a nice tip. That was a rookie mistake—flooding your target with too many drinks. All you ended up with at the end of the night was an omega on the verge of blacking out, and that just wasn’t a good look for anyone.

  “Close us out,” I told him. “And keep the change.”

  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the two whispering to each other, and my curiosity got the best of me.

  “Okay, fellas,” I said. “I gotta ask. What’s going on with you two? I feel like I’m being left out of a joke or something.”

  They shared another glance, and Max raised his eyebrows at Elijah.

  “See?” I pressed. “That—that right there. What is that? Is something funny or what?”

  “No, no, no, no, no,” Max said quickly, putting a hand on my chest. “But, let me be a little forward here. You like me, right?”

  His question surprised me. “No, I just buy drinks for every omega that walks in the door with an apparent boyfriend on their arm!”

  Max snorted. “Okay, so…there’s a little bit of a problem.”

  “You’re telling me this now?” I replied angrily, realizing I’d fallen for the oldest trap in the book; buying drinks for a cute guy who was already taken and just looking for a free ride. “Fuckin’ scam artists.”

  I moved to turn away, but Max grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me back around to face him. “No,” he said firmly. “That’s not what’s happening here.”

  I looked into his eyes, trying to see if he was lying or not, but there was nothing but truth behind his gaze.

  “So what then?”

  “Well…” he said slowly, obviously choosing his words carefully. “As you said, I do have a boyfriend, and I am sort of taken, but…”

  “But what?” I asked.

  “Well,” Elijah interjected. “If you’re interested, we have a proposition for you.”

  Chapter Five

  Elijah

  I looked at the alpha and wondered, for a brief moment, if I should just keep my mouth shut and move on. He obviously had a thing for Max, and maybe even an eye for me, but it was a lot to come out with during a first interaction.

  Hey, will you fuck my omega boyfriend, and maybe me too, to help us spice up our love life? We really just need your big alpha cock!

  Yeah, that would go over well. We had also sent a few messages on AltShifterLife, and it probably wouldn’t be long before we were getting messages back. Doing this sort of thing in person felt…presumptuous and awkward.

  But then again, he was a testosterone-filled alpha who looked ready to pounce on Max if given half the chance. And he was out at The Cockpit, which wasn’t exactly a place where you went to meet your future life mate.

  There’s nothing left to do but to do it! I thought, and took a deep breath.

  “We’re in a bit of a rut,” I told him, squeezing Max’s thigh. “And we were wondering if you would be interested in—”

  “Joining you in the bedroom?”

  His interruption took me by such surprise that I definitely made some kind of face, as he burst out laughing and took a casual sip of his vodka tonic, looking at me like I was adorable for even being hesitant to ask him.

  “How did you know?”

  “What, you think this is the first time someone’s invited me for a threesome?” he laughed. “I’m not sure if you know this, but I’m a pretty hot motherfucker, and when you see my dick?”

  He smiled and shook his head.

  “When?” Max asked. “So—so you’re saying you’re interested?”

  “Interested?” the alpha replied, downing the last of his drink. “I say we get the fuck out of here and go get down to business!”

  A warm, soothing wave of relief washed over me as he set down his drink and marched away into the crowd over to his group of friends. Max, clearly as stunned as me, turned to me with his mouth gaping open.

  “Did that just happen?” he asked.

  “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.

  “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 gasol
ine 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 Elijah while he 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 Elijah’s 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.