Page 31 of Slick Handling

“You have such a hot mouth, sweetheart. Such a good boy sucking down your Alpha. Look at you,” I brush my other hand through his hair, turning him so he can see himself in the floor length mirror of my bedroom, “Sucking my cock and getting it ready to fuck that tight ass of yours.”

The way he moans against my cock has my eyes rolling back. Spreading my legs, I give him more room to work with as I fuck up into his throat. I go slow, wanting to enjoy the feeling as he whimpers.

“Share our hot mouthed Beta, Apollo.” Griffin snarks.

Opening my eyes, I see him stroking his cock. His grey sweatpants are pulled down and there is a wet spot from where Mick was drooling.

Only I fuck McKinley.

Griffin and him will fool around but nothing past oral. It’s not that I don’t want to share the Beta. I don’t mind sharing him and he looks perfect when his eyes are all blown out and he’s feral with need. It’s just how our pack works.

Pulling Mick off my cock, he falls back onto his heels, waiting to be told what to do.

“Take off your briefs. You’re making a mess.” A wet stain is forming on the white fabric. His tan muscles ripple as he shimmies them down so they’re on the floor and he’s fully on view.

His cock bobs up towards his stomach, tip shiny from the pre-cum leaking out of it. The hair has been shaved off and he’s so smooth that I almost want to tell him to get on the bed so I can worship him with my tongue.

I have to share him with Griffin tonight though. I’ll have to worship him after.

I watch Griffin move so he’s sitting on the bed. It’s easier for Mick to stay on his knees for him now and he crawls over to the other Alpha, reaching a hand out to guide the cock in his mouth but Griffin moves. His hand is around his knot as he scowls down.

“Just your mouth, Beta.”

There is a moment where I expect Mick to snap at him. I wait for him to tell Griffin to suck his own cock and not to give him shit. But there is a difference between who he is in the bedroom and who he is in public with us.

Opening his mouth he licks the tip of the cock in front of him. The slick pink tongue wrapping around Griff’s cock as he strokes him using just his mouth.

For a moment, I let myself get lost in watching their pleasure.

There is something so hot about watching people have their pleasure. The way they’re so different in the bedroom than they are outside and I get to see it. I get to watch them find pleasure with each other.

Griffin isn’t gagging him yet. He’s trying to have some restraint and control for him and it gives me time to start prepping that tight ass of Mick’s for my cock.

Grabbing the lube from the nightstand, I move to kneel behind the Beta.

My hands push at his thighs to open up a little more, spreading him open and forcing him down a bit further on the cock he is sucking. The sound of Griffin cursing from the change makes me smirk.

Running my fingers up and over the curve or Mick’s ass, I push his lower back so that I have a better position to start prepping him in. We can get wild in the bedroom but I am never going to put anyone in a position where they can get truly hurt. It’s never my intention to do anything but create pleasure between people.

The lube pops open, the sound mixed with the wet slurping. I know this house isn't sound proofed but it’s the middle of the night and I don’t think that anyone can hear what we’re doing in here. Not that Vaughn has shown any interest in it. He just doesn’t see us like that and it’s completely fine. We can love each other however we want without judgement.

Clover is asleep in the guest room for the night. It’s been set up as her bedroom after we decided that if we had guests one of us would just give up our room. It’s not fair for her to be displaced any longer.

What would the Omega think about us together?

It didn’t matter.

I rub the lube on my hands to warm it up before coating two of my fingers. They’re slick and sticky as I spread Mick and press inside of him. He’s clamping around me, hungrily pushing back like he wants more.

Greedy Beta.

Without thinking I lean forward, kissing his shoulders, like he needs to be soothed. I rub my face into the back of his neck to breathe him in.

His scent is light but the champagne scent still makes me smile against his skin.

“Are we fucking or cuddling here?”

“Shut up.” I snarl at Griffin who just rolls his eyes at me, his hand cupping Mick’s face.

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