“Make him see stars, alpha.”
Valentin directed a fiery stare at Wes before turning his attention to Assa.
The alpha pushed Assa’s legs back and slammed into him. His biceps trembled and the sinewy muscles in his back flexed with his efforts. Wes had been aroused countless times watching other men fuck Assa. But this was the first time he was mesmerized by the pure beauty of the act, by the way Valentin and Assa moved together in the dark—perfectly, gracefully, timelessly.
Inevitably.
The gravity of the moment settled within him like a precious weight, even as the carnal sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room. Needing more than to watch, Wes grasped Assa’s cock and stroked it in time with Valentin’s thrusts. A moment later, Assa unloaded, shooting ropes of cum all over his stomach.
With another growl, Valentin announced his release, pinning Assa down and pistoning his hips. At the look of ecstasy on Assa’s face as the alpha drilled him, Wes nearly came again.
A tear dripped down Assa’s cheek. “So good,” he whispered, mostly to himself. “I didn’t know.”
Valentin pulled out and rolled to Assa’s other side, panting heavily. The air shifted as Valentin came down from his release. The retreat of his inner alpha was palpable.
“That was so hot,” Assa whooshed out, still catching his breath.
Wes and Valentin stroked Assa from opposite sides, letting him feel their adoration. Valentin seemed to intuit exactly what Assa needed.
Eventually, Valentin stood and disappeared behind a door Wes hadn’t noticed before, as it blended seamlessly into the wall. He returned with two warm washcloths.
Wes took them both, wiping down Assa and then himself. Valentin, who’d cleaned up in the hidden bathroom, sat next to them, watching.
While it wasn’t awkward the way it sometimes was after hookups, Wes had a distinct sense of not knowing what to do next. Their babysitter would be sleeping in the spare room since they’d paid him to stay until the early hours, but still, they couldn’t linger forever.
“Did we close the place down?” Wes asked.
Valentin stood and peered through the shades onto the dance floor. “Mm-hmm. Technically, we closed an hour ago, but it always takes a while for Xan to herd the stragglers out.”
“It’s been a long time since I saw last call at a club,” Assa mused. He rested on his elbows and looked at Valentin. “This has been a heck of a night.”
The alpha smiled. “An understatement.”
Assa exhaled. “I’m pretty boneless right now, but I guess I should drag my ass up so we can get out of your way.”
“There’s no rush,” Valentin said. “I’m probably going to crash here tonight anyway. You’re welcome to stay as long as you want.”
“As tempting as that sounds, we should get home,” Wes said. “We have a seven-year-old who will be very disappointed if I don’t have pancakes ready in the morning.”
“We bribed him so he’d be good for the sitter,” Assa added.
Valentin nodded. “Nothing like a little incentive if it gets the job done.”
Assa laughed. “Did we just kill the vibe? Mentioning pancakes and babysitters?”
Valentin reached down and helped Assa to his feet, gathering him in his arms before kissing his nose. “Beautiful beta, thevibebetween us is unmatched. You and Wes being fathers diminishes nothing. If anything, it makes you more real. And nothing’s sexier than that.”
“Real?” Wes repeated, raising an eyebrow as he pulled on his shirt.
He expected Valentin to crack a smile or make a joke, but he didn’t.
“Not to sound dramatic, but the last few hours have felt like a dream,” the alpha said. “From the minute I saw you, it’s like I was on a different plane.” He walked over to Wes and cupped his jaw. “Thank you for this night. I didn’t know how much I needed it until you gave it to me.” He kissed him hard on the lips. “I bet you make excellent pancakes.”
In silence, they finished dressing. Valentin didn’t put his suit back on, instead changing into loose joggers and a white T-shirt he produced from a cabinet.
“Look,” Valentin began as Wes and Assa prepared to leave. “I know we didn’t exactly specify that this was a one-and-done when you came up here, but I understand it was implied. And if that’s what works for you guys, cool. I don’t know if you do repeats. I usually don’t, but I find myself wanting to this time. So, if you’re willing, I’d like to keep in touch.”
Assa and Wes looked at one another in mutual understanding.