Page 56 of Rut Bar

Veronica picks her free foot up and puts it on the edge of her seat. She drops her knee to the armrest and the movement puts her beautiful pussy on full display. She knocks Anthony’s hand away, then returns hers between her legs.

I memorize every slide and rub she makes as she plays with her clit. She dips her fingers into her toy-stuffed hole and wets them, drags them up. She slides her hood back and rubs circles around her clit. Her hips chase the movement of her hand. The toy makes a noxious buzzing noise, but her sweet whimpers and whines nearly drown it out.

Anthony’s reward for her is the smack of his cockhead against the corner of her mouth as he jerks his cock until his breathing comes hard and fast. Something about his posture, his tugging, changes, and she and I both realize at the same time that he’s about to come.

“Open and swallow, baby, or I’m gonna come on your face. Your choice,” he says.

Veronica tilts her head back to stare up at him, then drops her mouth open and sticks out her tongue. Her fingers slick through her pussy and her toy buzzes as she waits for him to shoot his load past her red lips.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty,” he moans. “So fucking perfect. Makes me want to defile you.”

Anthony’s head drops forward and his cock pulses. A rope of wet cum lashes across her waiting tongue. He grunts and tugs, his breathing ragged, and he works another spurt free. “That’s good. Swallow it all. Take your medicine like a good omega. Don’t waste any.” He shakes his cock and a few more drops land on her tongue.

Veronica licks the head of his cock, her pink tongue dragging over his silver piercing, and Anthony curses. When her red lips wrap around his crown and her cheeks hollow, he spits out a string of foreign words that run together. I think it’s Italian.

“Good girl, baby.” Anthony rakes her hair from her flushed face and pulls his softening cock from her mouth with a wet pop. “Are you still hungry? Keep playing with that pretty pussy. I’m gonna get you more cum.”

He tucks his cock away and does up his jeans, then glances between Jamie and me with predatory intent. It’s an expression that promises so much while saying nothing at all. My cock jumps in my hand and the knot of tension swelling in my root tells me I can’t hold back much longer unless I edge myself again.

And I really don’t want to.

I want to come while she’s still playing with her pussy so I can see with no distractions the exact moment she comes undone. Is she a moaner? A screamer? I want the entire club to hear her cries of pleasure. To know we’re the ones dragging her to this edge and drowning her in bliss. I want them to smell her sweet, breedable cunt and know they can’t have her.

There are dozens of alphas downstairs, and none of them matter. The only two who matter are in this room with her. Because for some reason, a quirk of genetics or a twist of fate, we’re a scent match and she’s picked us. Maybe she hasn’t fully accepted it yet, but God, I want her to.

The wet sounds her pussy makes and her keening whine keep me close to that precipice. Anthony crosses the room to me and kneels between my legs. My tugging slows from confusion until he puts his hands on my knees and his mouth softens. He licks his lips and looks up at me with bright blue eyes through thick, dark lashes. His eyes are far too pretty for my old heart to take.

I recall his words from earlier.A mouth is a mouth.

I squeeze my thickening knot and grunt, nodding.

When his warm, wet lips wrap around my cock and his hand nudges mine aside so he can take control, I almost come right then. He sucks like a hoover and I swear he’s trying to pull my spine out through my cock.

Veronica and Jamie both groan at the same time and my hips snap to shove my cock deeper into his mouth. If he’s going to suck my cock, he’s going to take it to the knot. We settle into a rhythm and his tongue slides up and down my sensitive underside, dipping into my weeping slit. I pump in and out, watching his cheeks hollow and my growing knot swelling against his lips.

“Fuck, why is that so hot?” Veronica asks in a low voice.

“I know, right?” Jamie whispers back.

Knowing how much they like watching me fuck Anthony’s bratty mouth makes it easier to let go and fully immerse myself in the slide of his tongue and the squeeze of his hand. I rest a hand on his head. Lightly, not demanding, because I have manners.

And I think if anyone tried to take something from Anthony that he didn’t want to give, they’d meet the business end of his teeth. I like my dick being in one piece. I don’t mind some pain during sex, but notthere. He makes a throaty sound around his mouthful and I take that as encouragement, or at least acceptance.

His head bobs up and down on my length and I stare at Veronica’s slick, pink pussy until my knot pops in his clenching fingers and he angles me to catch my cum on his tongue. I grunt when I come, my balls unloading with thick pulses into his mouth. It’s a big load because I edged myself so many times and she’s so close to her heat. Each stalled orgasm fills me to the point of pain until all the pressure bursts into a messy spurt of seed.

Cum leaks from the corners of his mouth as he struggles to contain it all without swallowing like his reflexes demand. But that would defeat the point. Because my cum’s not for him, he’s only the vessel.

Anthony pulls off my softening cock and lets my knot go. I groan from the absence of his heat. But the pleasure I get from watching him get up and go to her kills my sense of loss. He leans over her and grabs her face in his hand. Tilts her head back. His hand slides down to her throat to keep her like that.

He bends the rest of the way and presses his lips to hers. I watch her throat bob against his thumb as he passes my cum to her and she swallows. She moans into his mouth and nearly rises out of her seat. She would have if he didn’t have her by the throat. Anthony’s grip keeps her seated with her hand, rubbing furious circles around her clit and the toy buzzing in her pussy. She moans again, deeper this time, and then she comes. It’s my cum that pushes her over the edge into bliss.

Her back arches and her hips take on a life of their own as she bucks against her hand and spreads her legs wider. Jamie grunts from where her foot grinds against his hard cock in her carelessness. She’s not paying attention to him, but that only seems to make him harder.

His hips move against her crushing foot, and he scrambles to get his hoodie shoved up his torso in time as he comes all over his belly. White ropes of it drip and roll down the divots of his abs. Jamie’s chest rumbles with a purr as he goes limp on the floor.

Anthony swallows each of her delicious whimpers as she shivers and twitches with aftershocks. She purrs. Her omega purr rattles from disuse before smoothing out as her throat warms up. It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever heard or seen in my life.

My cock twitches as it tries to rally for another round, but I’m spent. I’m not in a rut so I can’t come again yet, but my body knows that her heat is so fucking close, so it tries.

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