Page 16 of The Surrogate Omega, Part Two

Lake hesitates, no doubt trying to decide if he can push through. He doesn’t get a chance to answer before Logan is scooping him in his arms bridal style and begins to climb the stairs again.

Lake huffs and slaps Logan’s chest but his eyes are filled with laughter. “Let me down, you brute!”

Laughing huskily, Logan nips playfully at Lake, his teeth snapping, but of course, he doesn’t put him down. Turning to me, he jerks his head toward the staircase. “Go ahead, babe.”

I consider interfering, but despite his put-upon expression, Lake has totally relaxed in Logan’s arms, and I know he’s fine. I roll my eyes and start to walk back up the stairs.

“You’ll have to put him down before we get out of the stairwell. I don’t want anyone to think we kidnapped him.”

Logan shrugs, his smirk full of mischief. “Why not? Sounds like a fun fantasy.”

I freeze, my eyes shooting toward Lake for a reaction. He’s just rolling his eyes, a small smile lighting up his features. I wasn’t sure how he’d react to a joke like that after what almost happened to him as a kid, but it doesn’t seem to trigger him.

We make it to the fifth-floor door and Logan puts Lake down with a little kiss. Gods am I tempted to take both of them right here, but I know it won’t be good for any of us if we get caught. Sighing, I adjust myself in these tight as fuck pants and open the door.

The floor is strictly office spaces, with no common areas, and no one is in sight. Only the dim emergency lights keep it from being covered in complete darkness. That doesn’t matter though. I know exactly where we can go.

I lead them down a hallway and stop by the third door down. The room is dark as I open the door, but I flick the lights on and usher my men inside. Once they’re in, I close and lock the door. Since it’s the nursing room, it has a lock on it and no windows, making it perfect for a private moment.

Logan scans the small room. There’s not much to it, just a comfortable reclining chair, a small table, and a mini fridge. “What is this place?”

“It’s a room for nursing mothers to come to pump. No one should need it right now, though, and it locks, so it’s perfect.”

Logan’s grin turns feral as he cups my chin and kisses me passionately. Next to me, Lake moans.

I smile into the kiss. “Do you like what you see?” I ask Lake, who just nods, unable to say a single word.

Logan reaches out with his long arms and takes a hefty grip of Lake’s hair, bringing him closer. “Come here, Little Bird. Don’t think we’re leaving you out of this.

Another groan escapes Lake’s lips as he willingly steps into our space. The three of us share a sloppy kiss, not able to get enough of one another. “Fuck,” Logan rumbles as he nips at Lake’s lip.

I could kiss these two guys for the rest of the night, but I don’t want to be in here too long just on the off chance that someone might need the room. I reach for both of their pants at the same time, but before I can, Lake grips my wrist.

“You took care of me earlier today. It’s my turn.”

My gaze is heated as I take in Lake, and I tilt my head slightly in consent. It’s all Lake needs to get moving. He pushes me against the wall and falls to his knees with more grace than I’ve ever seen him have. His hands start to fumble at my waistband as he licks his lips, his expression hungry. My hands find themselves in his hair, but I put no pressure, waiting to see what he will do.

Lake wastes no time. As soon as my cock and balls are exposed, Lake wraps his plump lips around my length. For a man who never sucked a dick until a few months ago, Lake’s learned quickly. He’s also quickly begun to lose his gag reflex.

“Gods, sweetheart. So fucking good.”

Lake hums around my cock, causing it to twitch in his mouth. I know there’s a healthy dose of pre-cum leaking out right about now, and Lake seems to relish in it. I’m not sure what happened, but the pregnancy seems to make Lake hornier than ever. If this is what it takes to help satisfy his hunger, you’ll hear no complaints from me.

My hands stay in Lake’s hair as my head falls back against the wall. I’m too lost in my own pleasure to hold it up on my own. I’m concentrating on keeping my hips still so I don’t choke Lake when I feel weight up against my leg, and Lake sucks in hard with a small gasp, his body tense.

“Fuuuck.” That felt so good. I force myself to look down and realize the weight against my legs is Logan’s back. He’s squeezed himself in the small gap between Lake and me, using my legs as a chair. His long legs are stretched out on either side of Lake’s and his hands are cupping Lake’s ass, bringing him forward so that Logan can suck Lake’s dick into his mouth.

“Gods, that is so fucking hot.” I groan as Lake mumbles his agreement; his mouth still full. Just the sight alone has me close to coming, which Logan seems to understand because he’s working overtime to catch Lake up to me.

For a while, the only sounds in the room are our quiet moans and grunts as we work this blow job assembly line. I can only hold off for so long, though, and soon I’m tightening my grip on Lake’s hair, my whole body stiffening with my impending release.

“Sweetheart, I’m close.”

Lake’s response is to meet my eyes and swirl his tongue around the underside of my dick, a move he knows brings me over the edge every time. Logan pops off Lake, looking up at me. His lips are slick with saliva and pre-cum and his eyes are glassy with lust, but there’s so much fucking love in that expression that I lose my control. Just as Logan sucks in Lake as deep as he can manage, I scream out my release into Lake’s mouth.

I look down at my two men, my heart full as Lake licks me clean. Logan has one hand wrapped around Lake’s length now, pumping hard and fast. He seems to sense when Lake has reached the edge because just as his eyes roll back and he starts to shoot, Logan wraps his lips back around Lake, preventing a mess in the breastfeeding room, which is appreciated. I watch as this beautiful man, who has been my best friend for nearly twenty years, pleasures the other man I’ve rapidly fallen in love with. If you’d asked me six months ago if I could ever see my life going this way, I’d have laughed in your face. Now, I can’t even imagine wanting anything more.

We all kind of collapse onto each other into a cuddle pile on the floor, trying to catch our breath. None of us are teenagers anymore and we all need some recovery time. When Lake starts to doze off, I realize we probably should get up before we all end up crashing here. I lay gentle kisses on Lake’s temple. “Sweetheart, let’s get you home.”

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