Page 10 of The Surrogate Omega, Part Two

“What’s the matter, baby? Do you want me to slow down?” I can’t hide my smirk as Lake gives me the most offended expression I’ve seen in my life.

“Logan Taylor, don’t you dare!”

I grin as I oh so slowly run my tongue along his length and swollen balls. Lake’s breath catches as he thrusts up, desperate for anything. “I like hearing my full name on your lips, Little Bird. Say it again.”

Lake glares at me, and oh man, if looks could kill. “Logan Austin Taylor, if you don’t get your mouth on me right now . . .”

I bark out a laugh. “Well, since you asked so nicely . . .”

Lake’s dick twitches as I slide it past my lips and oh gods, that’s hot. I squeeze my own cock to keep from spilling everywhere. Even knowing I’m being irrational, I’m concerned I’m gonna suddenly knot, and I don’t want to deal with that.

I stop playing around, though, because I know Lake is close. Just as I’m about to bring him over the edge, I hear the key in the lock and the familiar sound of a door opening.

I grin around Lake’s cock and look up at him, but he seems too out of it to even notice. The front door closes and locks, and then there’s the sound of Ev’s heavy boots as he makes his way into the house, no doubt searching for us.

Never easing up on my rhythm, I keep my eyes on the entryway behind Lake and see the moment Ev fills the space. He freezes as his eyes lock on mine. Ev doesn’t say a word, but his eyes darken with lust as he sucks his lip piercing into his mouth.

I raise my eyebrows at him, as an invitation and a bit of a challenge. What’s he gonna do?

Lake is still oblivious to the fact that we have company. He moans and arches his hips. I’m glad my hand is still there so I don’t choke. While the idea of gagging on his cock is hot, I don’t think I’m quite ready for that. “Logan, I-I’m close.”

Ev takes that as an invitation and stalks into the room. He comes so he’s standing behind the sofa, directly behind Lake, and wraps his arms around his chest. Ev brings his face down to Lake’s, the scruff of his beard rubbing along the side of Lake’s face.

Lake’s eyes shoot open, and he practically jumps off the couch. Then he instantly relaxes when he sees who it is. Ev nips at his ear. “That’s it, sweetheart. It’s just me. Are you and Logan having fun while I work?”

Lake’s eyes close as he relaxes into Ev’s embrace. He nods his head and mumbles, “Mhmm, so much fun.”

Ev begins to kiss along his jawline, using a little bit of teeth. He slides his hands down the front of Lake’s sweater and by the low growl, he must have pinched Lake’s nipples.

Fuck. I look away and focus on my task before I explode all over the fucking floor.

“Are you gonna come for us, sweetheart?” Ev asks, his voice rough. He’s leaning in a way where I can’t see below his waist, but I know he must be as hard as I am. His dark eyes meet mine, locking onto me with an intensity I can’t drag my gaze away from.

“Y-yes.” Lake is gone, completely lost in his pleasure, and I know it’s time.

With a slight nod from Ev, I suck hard as Ev does something to Lake’s nipples, though his fucking shirt is blocking most of the view. Before I can even register what’s happening, Lake is exploding in my mouth, his warm and salty release sliding down my tongue and throat.

I don’t let go until Lake begins to soften and he’s a pile of goo on the couch, lying limply against Ev. I pull off and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about the taste of cum, but Lake’s and Ev’s, I could probably eat for every meal.

I’m so fucking hard it hurts, not to mention that my knees are screaming at me to get the fuck off of them. I’m too tired to move much so I just kind of flop to my side, falling on my ass. Lake reaches out to me, though his eyes are still unfocused. I turn and slide on my ass until my back is against the sofa and let my head rest on Lake’s thigh. I smile contentedly as his hand falls to my head and begins to massage it with light fingers.

At some point, Ev must have come and sat next to Lake. He cuddles close, and his bulge, which he also freed from the confines of his pants, is really fucking close to my face. It’s enough to tempt me, but I’m not quite ready for dessert yet.

As hard as Ev is, I notice he also doesn’t reach for his dick to get some relief. Apparently, both of us are masochists now. I’m not sure how long we all cuddle there in comfortable silence, but we all must’ve dozed, at least a little, because when the timer to the oven goes off, followed only seconds later by the smoke detectors, it scares the living fuck out of all three of us.

SIX

Evander

Igotta say, of all the things to possibly come home to after an annoying day at work, that had to be one of the best. I mean, watching my men play is always sexy as fuck. But something about seeing big tough Alpha male Logan kneeling in front of Lake, yeah, I chubbed up real quick.

And then we all dozed on the couch in each other’s arms, relaxed in our post-sex haze. Even though I didn’t get off at all, it didn’t matter. I’d never felt more relaxed and in tune with my men. I could’ve spent all afternoon lying there. I had some conversations I needed to have with them, but it could wait. Nothing was so important that it could interrupt that moment.

The beeping of a timer followed almost immediately by the blaring smoke detector breaks the haze real fucking quick. Logan is on his feet in an instant, his hand going to his side as if he’s reaching for a gun that’s not there, his eyes clear and sharp, assessing the room for a threat he’s not going to find.

Lake is also on his feet, his eyes wide and alarmed as he tries to figure out what’s going on.

“It’s the smoke alarm,” I tell both men, trying to calm them down.

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