by Aspen Grey
I loved him. I really did. But I felt something for Sawyer too that was undeniable, and realized just why my jealousy had flared earlier when they were going at it. I knew how powerful Sawyer’s attraction was, and I wanted it to be aimed at me and not just Max. And now here he was, not only just helping me out (us out) but also on board with trying something so unconventional I almost couldn’t believe we’d even put the option on the table.
“When we get back, you’ll call them and let them know we have their money,” Sawyer said from somewhere. I was so lost in my own thoughts that his words barely registered.
“Sorry, what?”
“When we get back,” he repeated with a smile. “You’ll call them—”
“And let them know I’ve got their money,” I finished. “Right. Got it.”
“Mind elsewhere?” he grinned as we pulled back into my neighborhood. As I looked over at my apartment building, I took a deep breath and cycled through the mental list of conversation starters I’d tried to come up with when broaching the subject of our new relationship with Max. They all seemed terrible.
“I don’t know how to ask him,” I admitted. “Like—he’s my boyfriend. How do I bring this up without making him think I don’t love him?”
“He knows you love him,” Sawyer assured me. “And I think he’s going to be more on board with this than you think.”
“You would say that,” I sighed. “You’re actually confident with yourself.”
“Oh, come on,” Sawyer replied, wrapping his arm around me and pulling me close. “You’ve got confidence too. We’re both just a little shaken up by what just happened with those dickheads.”
“I mean—this is the most important moment in my life, and I’m all shaken up by that fight, which is something I brought on us! All my fault!”
“It’s over now,” Sawyer replied firmly. “We’ll pay them their money and they’ll be out of your life. Right now, just focus on us.”
I looked up at his eyes, blue as the Pacific Ocean, and felt the security there. His strength was infectious, and I felt it worm its way into my heart like an injection of pure confidence. I sat back up in my seat and looked at him with a renewed energy. His scent was all over me, and I could picture the future with him and Max that I wanted, and told myself, despite all my doubts, that Max would want it to.
It can work! I told myself. It has to!
“Okay,” I said as firmly as I could. “Let’s go inside.”
“Atta boy,” Sawyer smiled. We got out of the car and walked quickly to the apartment. As I opened our door, I took another deep breath and smiled as I stepped into the living room and found my boyfriend sitting on the couch as though he’d been waiting for me.
“Hey, babe,” he said with a cute grin.
“Hey, you,” I smiled, immediately taking a seat beside him.
“Everything…all set?” he asked. Sawyer had taken the money from me, and waved the stack to show him.
“We’re good,” I nodded, placing a hand on his knee. There was a moment’s pause. I didn’t speak right away. But when I finally opened my mouth to blurt out my decision, Max spoke too.
“I think we should all be in a relationship!”—“I went into heat while you were gone!”
My jaw dropped. So did his.
“Holy shit,” Sawyer whispered.
Chapter Seventeen
Sawyer
“Heat!” I gasped, nearly dropping the stack of cash I’d picked up at the office. “Did you just—did you just say you went into heat?”
Max’s eyes flashed from Elijah’s to mine and I saw an undeniable look of pride on his face. He nodded vigorously, like a child who’d just given his parents the news of his acceptance to college. He looked back at Elijah, but I could tell he was mostly interested in my reaction.
I did that to him…I thought. I made him go into heat.
“Well, Elijah,” I smiled. “I guess you can see by Max’s reaction here that you don’t have anything to worry about!”
“Worry about what?” Max asked, glancing over at Elijah with a look of confusion on his face.
“Did you not hear what I said?” Elijah replied. Max shook his head.
“Sorry, I was too worried about telling you my news!”
Elijah and I both chuckled. It seemed like everyone was a bit on edge, but in reality, there was nothing to worry about. Elijah took Max’s hand and motioned to me. I set the money down on the counter and went over to them and took a seat on the couch between them both.
“Sawyer and I were talking,” Elijah said slowly, but without fear. “And we thought it would be a good thing for us all to try something…unconventional.”
“Unconventional?” Max repeated, but I could see he understood where Elijah was headed with things.
“The three of us,” I said, finally interjecting. It felt appropriate. If I was going to be part of this new relationship, I deserved a voice too. “As a ‘couple.’ A threesome, but not like a typical threesome…”
“Not like the kind we already had, you mean?” Max laughed.
“Exactly,” I replied. “Something real that works for all of us.”
“It—works for you?” Max asked hesitantly.
“It does,” I replied. “I come from…a very broken family and never thought I’d find someone to actually settle down with. But then I met you two and I started to question my own assumptions.”
“I figured a guy like you could have any guy he wanted,” Max told me. It was almost enough to make me blush, because he was actually pretty spot-on. Most omegas who saw me, and most betas honestly too, thought I was a catch. I was tall, handsome, strong, smelled great and was a total success. But then again, many of them were gold diggers and just looking for someone to take care of them. Elijah and Max didn’t truly know the extent of my success and wealth, and even if they did, I could tell the connection between them was real.
Hell, I’d sent Max into heat, hadn’t I?
“I don’t want any guy,” I replied sincerely. “I want you.” I turned to Elijah. “And you.”
They both smiled, and as I sat between them on the couch, I started to feel at home, like I was getting the first glimpse into what our lives could be like together. Their scents mixed together to form the sweetest perfume, and as I leaned closer to Max, the smell of his heat rampaged through my nostrils like an invading army.
“Oh, fuck!” I blurted out without thinking.
“What?” he stammered, taken aback by my outburst. “Is something wrong?”
“Oh, no,” I chuckled, leaning closer and pressing my nose against his neck. “Something is so right.”
“He can smell your heat, baby,” Elijah said, leaning across me and planting a kiss on Max’s lips.
“That’s right,” I whispered into his ear. “And it smells delicious.”
“Yeah?” he asked, feigning innocence. He liked hearing my lust for him.
“I saw it in your eyes before,” I told him as I slowly ran my fingers underneath his shirt and began to lift it up. “That you wanted me to breed you.”
“I—I wasn’t sure if you could tell or not,” he replied quietly. I felt Elijah’s hand on my back and smiled as his other began to take down Max’s pants.
“Oh, I could tell,” I told him, pressing my lips against his. A flame of passion ignited between us as we embraced, and although my plan had been to pull his shirt up and off of him, a surge of lust seized me and I simply tore his shirt in half, exposing his beautiful body beneath me.
He gasped in shock then quickly kissed me, pressing his tongue into my mouth with a hunger even greater than what I’d felt from him before.
He wants this, I thought as our tongues danced together. They both do.
Elijah was like my little helper as he took down Max’s pants and revealed his tasty omega dick that was steadily rising. I pulled back and looked down at it as it filled, blood pumping into it and causing it to swell in sync with his arousal. I spit on my
hand and snatched it and began to stroke it, giving it a helping hand.
“Baby…” Max whispered in a moan.
“You like that, babe?” Elijah asked as I continued to stroke. Max turned his eyes from mine to Elijah’s and nodded vigorously. I felt like a beast—a wild, possessed animal with another one (Elijah) by my side, the both of us overcome by the desire to breed, our hands all over the tender omega whose heat had us both in a frenzy. But of course, I would be the one to spread my seed today.
My cock was threatening to stretch my pants until they burst, and I sat back and indicated to Elijah with my eyes. He instantly obeyed and undid the fly on my pants and tugged. I had to lift my hips from the couch, but then my pants were free. As they went down, my enormous erection was free. It stood tall in all its glory, and I realized that never in my life had I felt so dominant, so wanted and so alpha.
This is what you were made to do, I thought as Max looked up at me with fuck-me eyes and slowly spread his legs, inviting me to do what fate wanted us to do.
“Let me get it nice and wet for you,” Elijah said, and before I knew it, he was bending down and wrapping his lips around my shaft.
“Oh, wow!” I groaned. I was not expecting that. His mouth was warm and so wet and he didn’t even hesitate before taking as much of me down his throat as he could. It wasn’t all of it, of course, but it was most of it.
“That’s so good, babe,” Max told Elijah, rubbing the back of his head with his fingers. Elijah opened wider, coughed and gagged, but kept going. Max urged him on, pressing his head down on my shaft, forcing him to go deeper. “You can do it. Come on, babe.”
Elijah coughed again but he stayed there and I felt my cock press even deeper down his throat, slipping past a sticking point.
“That’s it,” I moaned, linking my fingers with Max’s as we both pressed Elijah’s head down on my dick. He coughed, gagged again and tapped out by slapping my thigh quickly. We both released him and he lifted his head from my cock and took a deep breath.
“Fuck, that’s huge!” he exclaimed, coughing again. His mouth was dripping with spit and precum and Max eagerly kissed him, sucking his lower lip like he’d never been hornier in his entire life.
“You got it nice and ready for me, baby, didn’t you?” Max asked. Elijah nodded, one of his hands still stroking my cock, which was more than wet enough to slide into Max, and I was burning to be inside him.
“You ready for this?” I asked him, but I didn’t wait for a response. I knew what it would be. Instead, I grabbed his ankles and bent them up over his head, exposing his sweet pink hole to me.
Chapter Eighteen
Max
It’s going better than I ever imagined…I thought as I gave up control and completely submitted to Sawyer and his alpha dominance. Any sliver of anxiety I’d had about doing this in the first place, or about whether or not something like this would even work, or whether Sawyer would be into more than just a casual hookup with the two of us, was completely gone, and I found myself lost, swimming in a sea of pure bliss and eroticism that I would be more than happy to drown in.
When I looked down through my legs, and saw the absolute monster that Sawyer had coming for me, it was like I was seeing it for the first time again. My heat was amplifying everything; the sensations of my body were heightened, I felt a tingling sensation rushing through my limbs and it was like a glowing ball of lava was spinning at my core, begging to be touched by Sawyer’s proud erection.
“You ready for this?” he asked again. I knew he’d said it once before, but somehow I’d missed it or been unable to respond. This time, I nodded vigorously and reached out and grasped both of his strong hips and pulled him towards me.
I was absolutely sure it was going to sting when he put that enormous thing in me, but to my complete surprise, it didn’t. Instead, his dick, glistening with spit and precum, slid into me as though my ass was made for it. It was like two pieces of a puzzle and he fit right in.
Like the three of us, I thought, smiling and closing my eyes as he pressed deeper inside of me.
That had been the problem. Elijah and I hadn’t been in a rut; we were two pieces of a three-piece puzzle, and we’d been missing our third. Now that he was here, everything felt right. It was like the laws of the universe had been out of whack and he’d appeared to set things right.
“Oh, you take it so well,” he praised me as he bottomed out inside me, his balls pressing against mine. My slick was pouring—it even felt different now that I had started my heat. It didn’t make any sense really, but it somehow just felt more eager, as though it wasn’t just the regular slick meant to get me laid, it was something special.
Breeding…I thought, running my tongue across my lips. I was salivating like a hungry dog. My eyes went to Elijah as he began to strip.
Holy shit, we’re like porn stars.
Sawyer started fucking me as Elijah got naked, and once he was, and I saw his arousal standing strong and true beside Sawyer as he started to have his way with me, I thought things could not possibly get any better. But I was wrong.
Elijah got down off the couch and circled around towards me. With careful, loving hands, he gently turned my head towards him and presented me his cock. I opened my mouth and he slid inside, and although I’d blown him countless times before, this time felt like I was discovering him all over again.
There was an energy around him now that I’d not felt in a long time. He was no longer just my boyfriend; he was the third piece in a puzzle and he knew it. We all knew it, and our linking together had amplified that energy like something out of a sci-fi novel. We were all caught up in it, and I gave in completely as Elijah wrapped his hands around my head and began to thrust.
Oh my God.
That’s what I wanted to say if my mouth hadn’t been full. In fact, every inch of me was full. Between Sawyer in my ass and Elijah in my mouth, I was airtight. I felt dirty in the best kind of way, spurred on by the desire of the men around me.
Elijah’s cock went in and out, thrusting between my plump, wet lips, while Sawyer’s thickness stretched me as he started to pick up the pace of his strokes. They weren’t so much fast as they were deliberate, deep and firm, each one like a hard spanking from his strong hands.
“Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!” I groaned upon impact of each of his thrusts. His hands held tight against my hips—Elijah’s hands held strong against the sides of my head and I wasn’t going anywhere. I was like their puppet, their sex doll as they had their way with me, but I knew there was only one of them that was going to be getting the real prize tonight.
Chapter Nineteen
Elijah
I couldn’t believe what I was doing. A dominance I’d never known had come out of me, bubbling like an underground spring being let loose, filling me with a confidence and sexual hunger I’d never known. It was somewhat similar to what I’d felt when I first met Max, but amplified even greater. I couldn’t help but feel that it was because of Sawyer.
Sawyer’s dominance came so naturally to him that it was like a tangible energy that filled the room like his scent. He was the conductor of this symphony, but I was still a strong musician and playing right alongside with him. I grinned like a champion as I gazed down at Max, his mouth wide, accepting my cock as I fucked his lips and throat, my cock glistening with spit every time I withdrew.
Looking down at Sawyer’s strong erection sliding in and out of him only enhanced my own pleasure. I knew Max was feeling every inch and loving it, and the fact that he was loving it brought me so much happiness.
I can’t believe how lucky we got, I thought as I watched Sawyer’s massive girth spreading Max’s cute little hole. I was shocked at how well he took it. But then again, if he was as turned on as me (and it looked like he was) then it made sense.
I could smell the sex on us—our scents, especially Sawyer’s, and Max’s slick, inviting and erotic, enough to turn on any alpha. For a moment, I stepped out of myself and gazed at the sc
ene like an observer, marveling at what was happening and the fact that I was taking part in it. You only read about things like this in books, like romance novels I guess, or saw them in porno movies, but here I was, in my living room, acting it all out with my boyfriend and…my new boyfriend.
Max sucked particularly hard and slid a hand up my thigh towards my balls. I shuddered at the slight tickling sensation as he slid a finger between my crack and began to tease my hole. It was rare that he played with my ass, but that was only because I was usually on top of him and we’d grown less and less kinky during our time together, but this time I took a wider stance and let him in.
“Ahhh,” I exhaled as he pressed inside me. It wasn’t much, and nowhere near the thickness of a dick (especially Sawyer’s), but it was enough to get me going even more. I bucked forward, causing my dick to slide deeper down his throat. He coughed, and I half expected him to pull away. Instead, he grabbed my leg with his other hand and pulled me closer, forcing his head all the way down on my cock.
“Good boy,” Sawyer told him, still pounding away beside me. I glanced over at him and grinned. He moved closer and kissed me. His warmth flowed into me like a warm river. It was like the two of us were sharing a moment as we lusted over Max’s beautiful body. I stroked his hair as he held my entire length between his lips, then began to thrust ever so gently with short strokes, feeling the back of his throat as he deep-throated me. I wondered if he could taste my precum or if I was too far past his tongue.
“Fuck, your ass is tight,” Sawyer moaned, taking hold of Max’s hard cock and stroking it as he fucked him. “So goddamn sweet.”