Steeling myself, I stepped forward until I was within grabbing distance of the bed. “Does he really need it?” I asked, issuing the challenge with a raised eyebrow and a false smirk.
My challenge was answered within seconds. Hands gripped the stylish belt I’d used to keep my tan cargo shorts around my hips, fumbling until it was undone. Caspian was wild as he focused on me, Freya staring at him with a dropped jaw while still locked on his knot. I groaned as my shorts and underwear were pushed down in one go, lips sealing over my cock in a frenzy.
“Caspian,” Freya said, reaching over to pull on his hair. “Don’t fucking take anything from him.”
The pressure on his hair made him whimper, bucking his hips but taking me deeper into his mouth. I was still in shock. All I could do was brace myself against the wall and feel. It had been so long since I’d had a mouth around my cock, and longer since it had been someone I was actually attracted to. There was no point in trying to form a connection when I was a Beta. I’d forever be second best.
“Nolan, stop him,” Freya said, her voice tight.
I shook my head. “You’re calling my bluff, or he needs to feed after all. Either way, he’s not feeding from you.”
“Better me than you.”
Ouch. That stung a bit, and with my focus split between the blowjob and the conversation, I didn’t keep the hurt off my face. She would have seen it, but I avoided looking at her. Instead, I wound my fingers through Caspian’s hair, little sparks running through me when my fingers grazed hers before she pulled them back. “I think he’s made his choice about taking my energy,” I said.
Holding his head in place, I tentatively pulled back and thrust into his mouth. He swallowed eagerly around the head of my cock, those black eyes staring up at me, framed with thick lashes. When I pulled back again, he opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue in invitation. “Fuck,” I muttered.
I didn’t think I would last long like this, which was embarrassing. I didn’t even have the stamina an Alpha would have, let alone the huge dick. Mine was on the large side of average, but still too small. And it didn’t have a knot, which made all the difference to people.
My next thrust into his mouth was rougher, taking out my irritation at my own inadequacies. He moaned, the sound vibrating down my length.
“Be gentle with him,” Freya said accusingly.
Leaning over she pushed against my hip, trying to force me to back up so my cock left his throat. I did, but Caspian’s mouth followed and he swallowed around me again. She glared at me and grabbed Caspian by the hair to pull him back. Drool dribbled out of his mouth when he popped off my cock. “Because you’re beingsogentle with him,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest.
“I’m allowed to be rough because he’s mine. He’s not yours.”
“It’s fine, Freya,” Cas said. “I need to feed.”
“You can feed off Em or Shan now that Nolan knows we’re not fucking bluffing.”
She had a valid point. Reaching down for my shorts and trying to muffle the frustrated groan at being denied an orgasm after that, I was about to pull them up when a hand grabbed my shirt and pulled me closer. I stumbled over the shorts and fell forward, catching myself on the far wall. The blunder brought me far too close to Freya, her scent heavy with her lust and so much more tantalizing without the scent dampener.
Blinking dumbly for a few seconds, I realized what had happened. Caspian’s hand was on me, his tongue lapping at the precum beading at the tip of my cock.
“Caspian?” Freya asked. “What the fuck? He was going to let you go back to Em and Shan.”
“I was,” I said, trying to hold back the grunt when his mouth encased my cock again. “You don’t have to do this. You’ll be fed.”
He sucked hard and I cried out, hips pressing forward. When he pulled off again I wanted to cry, knowing he’d given me yet another taste of temptation I couldn’t have. “I want to see if he tastes as good as he smells,” Caspian said. “Shan can punish me later. Or punish Nolan. It’s his damn fault for giving me a taste. He should have known how easily I’d get addicted. He smells like dessert.”
Fucking angels.
This couldn’t be real. I must have fallen asleep in the security office and made everything up, because there was no way an Alpha wanted me. He can’t have been enjoying my scent. Caspian might not be your stereotypical Alpha, but this was still impossible.
“Dessert or not, he’s our captor,” Freya argued.
His hand wrapped around the base of my cock and he stroked me a few times. I carded my fingers through my messy ginger curls so I didn’t touch him with my free hand, the other propping me up against the wall.
“Come on Freya,” Cas whined. “I know you’ve been flirting with him the whole time you’ve been here. Let me suck him.”
She hissed and pouted, but relented. “You better give him a good hit of magic when you come,” she demanded.
I’d give them both anything they damn well wanted, at this point, so long as I got to come. I avoided blurting that out and nodded jerkily at her. We were still too close, her scent too powerful, and when Caspian closed his lips around me again I brought my wrist to my mouth and bit down to stifle my moans. My sharp fangs broke the skin, but if I kept them embedded I wouldn’t bleed much.
Soon my hips were moving, his hand resting on my hip but doing nothing to push me away. Cas accepted every thrust of my cock with a moan, a whimper, or a grunt. It wasn’t long before I was hovering over the edge of orgasm, feeling my balls draw up tight against my body. “Gonna come,” I said in a strained voice, pushing once more into his mouth.
He swallowed around me and I was a goner, throwing my head back as I made shallow thrusts deep enough any normal person would have choked. The incubus kept me in his mouth like a champ, even as his own moans heightened. I pushed as much energy at him as I could afford to give — certainly more than I should give to a prisoner. He accepted every bit, and when I glanced down his hand was creating bruises on Freya’s hip as he gently ground against her through his release.