Zinn stared at the ceiling. They’d crossed their fingers for a breeding heat, but it hadn’t been a guarantee, considering the last heat had produced Lachie and Zinn was nearly thirty.
“Who?” Zinn asked excitedly. Which of his alphas had bred him? While it was possible to get pregnant at any time during heat once his womb had been opened, the far greatest likelihood was that the initial breeding orgasm would be the one to take.
“Ryde’s going to have a lookalike baby brother,” Wes said.
“Valentin?” Zinn glanced at him for confirmation.
Nodding, Valentin rubbed his bare cock against Wes. “Calder and I both knotted you, both felt that your womb was soft that morning, but I drew the lucky wave.”
“Another gorgeous boy for all of us.” Calder reached across their bodies to cup Valentin’s cheek. “Watching you make our son with Zinn was something I’ll never forget.”
“Stars!” Assa breathed out. “It was so fucking hot. Like, so. Fucking. Hot.”
Zinn chuckled. Assa and Wes had never been part of heat sex before. They’d both fucked him plenty on the first day, including once at the same time after his hole had truly loosened andgotten slicked up. That was something they’d never attempted before, and Zinn wondered if it could be done outside of heat. Valentin and Calder were too big, but maybe it could be a special thing between him and his betas.
“Now, we get to enjoy the third day together,” Calder said, waggling his eyebrows.
Wes rolled the other way and slung a leg over Valentin. “Ahem. Some of us aren’t biologically driven to fuck nonstop for three days. I’ll do my best, but the four-hour nap we just had isn’t cutting it.”
“Speak for yourself,” Assa teased. “When we all fell in love, the thought of fucking an omega in heat, and watching alphas go all feral and knotty for it, wasn’t on my mind, but now that I’ve experienced it… I’ll nap next week.”
Zinn laughed, then felt a fission of heat travel through him. “Good thing you feel that way. Because I need your cock in my ass.”
He rolled over onto his hands and knees andpresented. Assa wasted no time in covering him fully, lining up his tip with Zinn’s slick-drenched hole.
“Fuck him hard, baby,” Calder encouraged, using hisalpha voice. “He needs it.”
As Assa began moving, Zinn looked over his shoulder to see Valentin with his tongue in Assa’s ass, digging it in deep as he thrusted.
“Fuck!” Assa cried out.
“Day three,” Zinn said, exhaling with satisfaction.
Next to them on their enormous, custom-made bed, Calder and Wes leisurely stroked each other’s cocks. “We’re saving our cum for you,” Calder said.
Still, Calder moved his hand back toward Wes’s hole. Wes had gotten a lot more into ass play with two strong alphas constantly naked around him. His interest had surprised Assaand Valentin, but none of them questioned it. Their sex life was always a work in process. Like a few months ago, when Calder broke his ankle tripping over an errant rolling pin at Felton’s, they’d had to get creative. All five men had learned to ride him.
One night, they’d ridden him hard, one after the other, edging him mercilessly until finally letting him come in Valentin’s ass.
Zinn would probably never adjust to the thrill of watching the alphas fuck, bringing out each other’s most primal instincts. Alpha couples were such a rarity in society, there wasn’t even much porn.
Watching the betas fuck was also special. Wes and Assa had been through a lot together, and Zinn imagined how it must have been when they fell in love—the shy, self-doubting Assa finally getting what he’d always craved from Wes, who was discovering himself and coming to terms with his own desires.
Zinn shivered when Assa reached down to touch his erection. “I’m close, precious,” he whispered into his neck.
“Mmm. Come in me now,” Zinn moaned.
Assa looped an arm around Zinn’s belly and fucked him aggressively before releasing with a shout, Valentin rimming him the whole time.
“Stars!” Assa said, collapsing onto the mattress.
Zinn was glad he hadn’t come yet, because he was still aching to be filled when Wes pulled him onto his side and pushed his leg up, entering him from behind.
Calder slicked two fingers and stuck them in Wes’s hole as he pounded into Zinn.
“I’m not gonna last long if you do that,” Wes said huskily.
“You don’t need to last,” Zinn whimpered. “I can feel your dick in Assa’s cum. Put your own cum there.”