Omega - Part One: Owned Page 5
“Evan needs to pee,” Chad says, smiling. Peter pushes his hand down on his bladder, as though testing the truth of his claim, releasing him and rolling back.
“Go on, Evan.”
Evan rushes to the bathroom and does his business, staring into the mirror as he washes his hands. His ass is feeling fine, though there’s an ache that’s on the verge of painful. His neck and throat are littered with dark bruises, Chad and Peter having marked him properly. There’s something deep inside of him that is immensely pleased and happy at the mark of ownership.
He walks back into the bedroom, feeling self conscious. Peter and Chad are lounging on the bed, huge and magnificent, muscles bulging, both of them staring at him with identical, hungry expressions.
“How are you feeling?” Peter asks, sitting up and swinging his legs over the bed. He’s naked, and the size of his cock is astounding. Evan can’t believe that something so big could fit inside him, but it had. The whole thing, long shaft and bulbous head, all of it had gone inside of him, knot locking it tightly deep in his hole.
He wants them to fuck him again.
“Very good, sir,” he says, ducking his head and blushing. Peter comes to his feet, stalking towards him and gathering him up in his arms. He’s so big and hard, impossible to move or defy. He feels like an unstoppable force, and Evan is anything but an immovable object.
“You want more? You want us to knot that hungry little hole again? Fill you up until you can’t think, the whole world narrowed down to my knot?” Peter speaks directly into his ear, growling out the words that hit him with hot little puffs of air. He shivers, wanting exactly what Peter is offering.
“Yes, sir,” he answers, blushing furiously as his hole starts leaking, his little cock getting hard.
“Chad, you can go first. I want his mouth.”
Chad jumps up and picks Evan up, lifting him off the ground and laying him down on the bed. He grabs a pillow and stuffs it under Evan’s hips, lifting his ass up. The alpha crawls on top of him and aims his cock at Evan’s rim, about to push in when Peter interrupts.
“Chad, you need to open him up first. Four fingers before cock.” Peter’s voice is chiding, and Chad obeys with hurried reluctance. He slips down between Evan’s thighs, pushing the blunt tips of his fingers at Evan’s hole, starting with two fingers and working up to three within seconds. It’s rough and fast and perfect, Evan lifting his ass up to meet the invading fingers, hungry for more. Chad obliges him, sliding four fingers into his ass, pushing them in all the way to the knuckle, twisting his hand so that his thumb pushes into his perineum.
“Please, more,” Evan breaths out, the fingers not enough. They don’t touch him deep enough, don’t fill him up properly. Chad whines, yanking his fingers out and mounting him with one clumsy thrust, pushing his cock inside and fucking him hard and fast. Peter settles down in front of him, legs spread out on either side of his body, thighs framing his head, and pushing the tip of his impressive erection down on Evan’s lips.
“I want to see how much you can take on your own,” Peter instructs, pointing his dick down and slipping the huge head past Evan’s lips. He tastes like come and slick, Evan’s lips stretched wide to accommodate the over-sized member.
Peter pushes just the head of his cock into Evan’s mouth and then stops, letting Evan set his own pace. Evan tries to take more, but he’s gagging almost from the get go. Peter just strokes his hair, whispering his encouragement.
Evan tries again, though the way his body rocks forward with every one of Chad’s thrusts, it’s not exactly easy. The twin sensations of being penetrated in both his ass and his mouth has Evan almost disoriented with pleasure.
Chad pushes all the way inside, knot swelling and locking them together. He drops down on top of Evan, curling his hand under his head to cradle his jaw, then letting go to slip two fingers into each side of Evan’s mouth, stretching his mouth open for Peter. Evan now has four fingers in his mouth in addition to Peter’s cock, and his lips feel like they’re about to split. Peter gives Chad a peeved look, but doesn’t tell him to stop. Peter rocks forward, pushing his cock down towards the back of his throat, making him gag.
“That’s a good boy,” Peter says, pushing past his gag reflex and burying his cock inside Evan’s throat. Chad withdraws his fingers - there’s no place for them and the base of Peter’s knot - holding Evan’s head with a grip on his chin and a fist in his hair.
Peter pulls out and fucks back in, pubic hairs tickling Evan’s nose and balls slapping into Evan’s jaw. Evan feels owned, and the way Peter is looking down at him, proud and pleased, has his cock ready to explode.
“So good,” Chad growls, rocking his hips, knot pushing down on Evan’s prostate. It feels too good, and Evan’s cock erupts, covering Peter’s pillow with his come.
“I’m going to come, Evan. I want you to swallow as much as you can,” Peter says, pulling back and leaving just the very tip of his cock at Evan’s lips. When his cock erupts, Evan is ready. He drinks the creamy come down, taking blast after blast, almost managing to keep up with Peter’s orgasm. Come is leaking from the corner of his mouth, running down his chin to where Chad is still holding him.
“That's a good boy,” Peter praises him when he pulls away, revealing his already deflating knot. It’s huge, like a softball, and Evan is amazed that he’s had it inside of him.
Peter pulls Evan’s head into his lap, letting him rest his face on his muscular thigh, nose tucked into his sac so that he can breathe in the scent of his alpha’s musky balls. Chad strokes his hair and kisses his neck, occasionally leaning over Evan’s head to mouth at Peter’s cock. It seems Evan isn’t the only one who thinks it’s magnificent.
Chad’s knot deflates and Peter orders them all into the shower. They wash together, both alphas taking the time to make sure every inch of Evan is clean, before getting dressed and heading out for breakfast. Evan gets to choose what he wears from the clothes they’ve bought him, selecting comfortable jeans and a soft sweater, not surprised that the cut of both shows off his body expertly. Peter dresses in another three piece suit that makes him look even more powerful and important, while Chad elects to wear a simple white shirt tucked into a dark pair of slacks.
“I think it would be best if you came into the office with me today, Evan,” Peter says, as though Evan has a choice. He nods anyway, feeling happy that Peter isn’t just ordering him around. Or worse, ignoring him.
“Good. Chad, you’ll join us for lunch in my office?” Chad looks up with a smile, pulling on a black leather bomber jacket and nodding.
“Sounds good. I can take him after that, if you want. I know you have that meeting with Enricorp at three,” Chad says, winking at Evan. Not sure how to respond, Evan just looks at the floor and blushes.
“We’ll see,” Peter says, taking a black wool overcoat from the closet and sliding it over his shoulders, a pair of leather dress gloves completing the look. “Evan, do you want to get a jacket? There should be a few to chose from in the closet.”
Evan walks over to the closet and looks inside, once again marveling at just how many clothes the two alphas own. Sure enough, hanging in the closet he finds a selection of coats and jackets in his size. Taking a simple black sport coat, Evan pulls it on and turns to face his alphas. They’re both staring at him, soft smiles on their faces, though the heat in their eyes is far from innocent.
“Good. Let’s go, the car is waiting,” Peter says, placing a large hand on the small of Evan’s back and guiding him forward. Chad steps in on his other side, the two alpha’s framing him, Chad’s fingers wrapping around his palm as he shoots him another little smile. Evan curls his fingers around Chad’s palm in return, feeling warm and tingly in his stomach. The two alphas tower over him, big and confident, but far from feeling vulnerable and small, Evan feels safe and protected. Shielded by their powerful bodies.
So far, life with his new alphas is going better than he’d ever dared hope.
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To be continued...
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