“It’s just—”
“No, I get it. I don’t know how I’d react to another alpha holding me that way, to be honest. I’ll try not to do it.” Leaning in, he kissed me again, and we were back to where we’d been within seconds. I turned us, pinning him against the wall, and Angus broke away, pushing at my chest with his hands.
“Sorry,” I murmured, stepping away.
Leading me by the hand to the bed, we sat down and we began kissing again. The slow strokes of Angus’ tongue against mine, like he was languidly lapping up whipped cream or something, notched up the heat in my groin. I leaned into him.
“I want you,” I said hoarsely between loud kisses.
“I want you, too.” He unsnapped my jeans and took me in his rough palm.
“Lie down,” I said, adding, “Please,” so it wouldn’t sound like an order.
Angus moved onto his back, and I pulled off his pants. He wasn’t ashamed of the scars on his legs in front of me, and I was glad, although I had the passing thought that they didn’t look half as ragged as they used to. When I climbed on top of him, he frowned.
“What are you doing?”
I’d forgotten Angus had never been with a man other than me. “Something like what we usually do, but a little different.” I brought my cock to brush against his, and he sucked in his breath, then groaned.
“That…that feels good.”
“Yeah?” I pressed down, moving against him, and the silken skin of his cock against mine and the occasional scratch of his pubic hair quickly had me shaking with need. I kept it up, pressing our hard cocks together, circling my hips and grinding. Angus spread his legs, bending them, pumping upward, making more friction. We tried to keep our moans quiet. I could hear the three men in the kitchen talking, and I was glad when someone turned on the radio, then wondered if they did it because they could hear us. A minute later, I no longer cared.
I was reaching my peak, and Angus stopped moving.
“What’s the matter? I asked, panting.
“This seems…I don’t know.” Angus looked pained.
“What? Tell me. Are your legs hurting?”
“No.” He swallowed. “It’s just…well, the position I’m in. It feels kind of…” he left off.
I glanced down at our cockheads red and leaking against each other. My hand that wasn’t keeping me steady on the bed was wrapped around as much of them as possible, stroking our thick lengths. The sight was so erotic, I closed my eyes as tingles climbed up my spine from my groin.
“A-Angus, I’m going to come.”
“What?” Pushing my hand away, he replaced it with his, stroking me until I shuddered and spilled.
When I opened my eyes, Angus was staring at me heatedly, my seed all over his belly and chest. Without hesitation, I bent and took the top quarter of his cock in my mouth, sucking hard, and four sucks later, he came with a cry, emptying into my mouth. I swallowed greedily.
When I lay down beside him, he said, “I’m sorry about before. For stopping you. It was just kind of a submissive position for me.”
I nodded. “I get it.”
“I guess this is the reason two alphas don’t normally get together,” he said, staring at the ceiling.
“Yeah,” I agreed. “But I enjoyed what we did. We don’t have to do other things if they make one of us uncomfortable.”
“Mmm,” Angus hummed.
“But maybe that’s not fulfilling for you. I could try…I mean, I could, uh—”
“Turn up your ass and let me fuck it?” Angus asked, one dark eyebrow arched.
“Well, that’s a little crass, but…uh, maybe.” I knew I didn’t sound convincing.
“And the next week I can do the same for you?” Angus continued.