Page 120 of Damian & Jun, Episodes 9-12
Jun wailed. He was spinning, lost to the lust and the need and the ache and the burn.
Cum filled his hole. Émeric pulled out, letting him fall to the tabletop, wrecked, still desperate. “Alpha, please.”
“Ask Richard.”
Jun blinked stupidly at Damian. Ask Richard? “To cum?”
Damian leaned forward. He stroked Jun’s cheek. “No. Ask him to fuck you. You interrupted his breakfast as well.”
Jun stared at his alpha in disbelief. He lifted his head slowly, looking the other direction. Richard was sitting right there, Collin curled up against him.
He blinked blearily and looked back to Damian.
Red was an option. He didn’t have to do this. But…
Rational thought was a distant memory. Tears ran down his face. “Kiss me, Alpha?”
Damian grabbed him, half dragging him off the table and into his lap. He pressed a kiss to Jun’s mouth. Jun arched into him, shoving his tongue into his alpha’s mouth, mapping it, tasting him, until Damian forced him back and took his mouth just as thoroughly. He pulled away only when they were both panting for air.
“Go on, beautiful,” Damian said.
Jun swallowed. He turned around on his hands and knees on the table. “Richard, sir, please.” He pressed his chest down on the table, presenting.
Richard stood. His pants were already open, and his cock was hard. Jun squeezed his eyes shut. His poor cock couldn’t take any more visual stimulation.
A soft cloth touched his buttocks, wiping up slick and cum. A moment later, hard cock sank into him. Jun shuddered. Every drag across his prostate was almost too much.
“You can do it.”
Jun opened his eyes. Collin was on his knees beside the coffee table. He lifted his hand and then, slowly, stroked his fingers through Jun’s damp hair. He pressed a kiss to Jun’s wrist. Jun grabbed Collin’s hand, squeezing it.
Richard fucked differently from Émeric or Damian. He moved in steady motion, never stopping, never slowing down. Jun’s body was giving up on coming. There was a lull in his need. He took comfort from Collin’s touch, letting himself melt into the table under Richard’s strength.
Richard’s orgasm came as a surprise. He lowered Jun to the table slowly, then caressed Jun’s hip. “Beautiful, bright boy.”
Jun sighed, eyes half closed. He looked for Damian. Perhaps he could come now?
He heard a small “eep” from behind. Damian was picking him up, wrapping him in a blanket. There was water being held against his lips. He drank deeply, the room coming back into focus. He leaned against Damian.
“Alpha?”
“Yes.”
“Can I come now?”
“Not yet.” Damian and Richard made eye contact, then both of them looked to Émeric. “Rest for a moment.”
Jun yawned.
Collin was hiding his face in Richard’s shoulder. Why?
Damian helped Jun drink more water. By degrees, Jun felt stronger.
“Do you want to come, pet?” Damian asked.
Jun made a raw sound in his throat. “As if you’ll let me.”
Damian just kissed him. “Collin did not have permission to touch you when Richard was taking you. As punishment, Richard and Émeric are going to offer him to you. If you want me to untie you, you will make Collin cum with your mouth.”
