Ian chuckled but didn’t let up. I could just see his hand moving where it disappeared between Freddie’s asscheeks, and I realized that he was playing with his sweet spot.
 
 Freddie’s breathing became ragged as Ian relentlessly drove him toward orgasm, and I briefly wondered what it would be like to have somebody so focused on my pleasure.
 
 “Don’t stop,” Freddie begged. “Don’t stop…”
 
 Ian growled again, and that seemed to be all that Freddie needed. His body tensed, his hips lifting against Ian; his balls pulsed, and Ian swallowed at the same pace.
 
 Freddie slumped to the mattress, and Ian took his time licking the remaining spend from Freddie’s length. Then Ian crawled back up Freddie’s body and kissed him.
 
 My hand drifted to my dick. I hissed as my fingers drifted over the head, but there was relief too.
 
 I glanced over to where Tony and Beck were. They’d shifted, with Tony’s back against Beck’s chest. Beck was slowly stroking Tony’s cock, and saying something that I couldn’t hear but seemed to have the desired effect as Tony reached back and dragged Beck’s head forward into a kiss.
 
 “Are you ready for me?” Ian asked, pulling my attention back to him and Freddie.
 
 Freddie nodded and lifted his hips.
 
 My breath caught in my throat as Ian slid his arms beneath Freddie’s legs, and rested his calves on his shoulders. He leanedin, bracing himself with one hand while stroking his cock with the other, coating it in lube.
 
 “Gonna get you all sloppy for Tony,” Ian growled. “Do you want that? All fucked out and full of my cum when he takes his turn?”
 
 “Yes…” Freddie breathed.
 
 Ian lined himself up, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away as he slowly sank into Freddie.
 
 “You feel so good,” Ian rumbled as he fully sheathed himself. “I love the way you take me.”
 
 Freddie propped himself on an elbow and reached up to tug Ian into a kiss. “I love you too. Now, fuck me.”
 
 “Slow and sweet, right?” Ian teased.
 
 “I want your cock hitting the back of my teeth.”
 
 Ian smiled against Freddie’s lips, then rolled his hips.
 
 Freddie fell back to the mattress with a long moan and his hands curled into the comforter.
 
 Ian knelt, grabbed Freddie’s ankles, pulled out, and slammed back in.
 
 Freddie roared in pleasure, and the sound sent shivers up my spine.
 
 “Look at that,” Beck murmured, catching my attention. He was still stroking Tony’s cock while the other alpha stared at Ian and Freddie. “Freddie’s going to be fucked out, just the way you like him.”
 
 Tony growled low in his throat.
 
 “Ready for me to prep you?
 
 Tony nodded, reached over, and snagged the bottle of lube. He handed it back to Beck, who had to release Tony’s cock to drizzle some on his free hand. Then Beck was working Tony with both hands, one on his cock, the other disappearing between Tony’s asscheeks.
 
 I swallowed. They hadn’t been off to the side doing something tamer, they’d been waiting their turn. And it sounded like Freddie was going to take Tony as well, which appealed to my omega side.
 
 What would it feel like to take them one after another? Omegas—especially in heat— were made to go multiple rounds. Would I enjoy taking them like that, still fucked out from the man before?
 
 I groaned at the thought and tightened my fingers around my dick. The prospect of sex hurting still terrified me, but watching my alphas pleasure each other helped.
 
 My alphas…When had I started thinking of them like that? But it was true, they were my alphas. They accepted my boundaries. They looked for ways to uplift me. They treated me as an equal.
 
 For the first time, I could imagine spending the rest of my life with them. I could see myself having kids with them.