CHAPTER 91: THE BENCH & THE BEASTS [R18+]

Adrian moved behind Lucien with a low whistle. "Damn, Silas really prepped you well. Look at how wet you are."

He slid the still buzzing vibrator out of Lucien and set it aside, then pushed three fingers in at once.

The omega jolted and let out a soft moan, his body trembling around the intrusion.

"It’s so soft now, and it keeps twitching around my fingers."

Adrian’s voice dropped with hunger as he finally unzipped his trousers and freed himself.

His cock stood hard and eager as he brushed it along Lucien’s entrance, teasing him with slow strokes that made the omega gasp.

"Just put it in already." Lucien bit his lower lip, sensitivity turning every light touch into a spark.

The way Adrian’s shaft dragged across him felt dangerously good. He needed it inside him, needed it to ruin him completely.

"Oh, look at that. Silas actually managed to fix your personality too." Adrian laughed.

Silas, sitting off to the side with a soda can, cracked up.

"That’s one of my special talents," Silas replied with a playful grin.

"Maybe we should throw a cock cage and a prince’s wand into the mix. Make it more entertaining."

Edmund’s voice cut in from the front. His sharp gaze drank Lucien in, hungry enough to devour him.

"I swear I’ll kill the both of you if you try." Lucien snapped back, which only made them laugh louder.

"Seems like you didn’t fix that part," Edmund said to Silas.

"It’s a feature. He was born with it. I can’t change that," Silas replied as he set the drink down.

He rummaged in the box beside him and handed something to Edmund. "But all the power is in your hands."

Metal glinted between Edmund’s fingers. The prince’s wand.

"Edmund, don’t you dare." Lucien’s glared, his tone firm and completely serious.

"Do it. His hole clenched when you showed it. He’s just too proud to admit he likes it," Adrian chimed in, throwing gasoline on the fire.

"Shut up. Don’t listen to him." Lucien tried to pull himself away from the mating bench, but it was pointless.

"Relax. This isn’t nearly as painful as getting shot," Edmund said with a slow grin.

He positioned the wand and slid it into Lucien’s cock, forcing a groan out of him. Pain and humiliation mixed on the omega’s face.

"It fits you perfectly," Edmund said, clearly pleased.

"You’re all psychopaths," Lucien gritted out, his toes curling from the strange sensation pulsing through him.

"Alright, let’s not drag this out. No biting, understood?"

Edmund stripped off his trousers and underwear, his cock already hard. He brushed the tip against Lucien’s lips.

"You know what to do."

Lucien frowned, debating whether biting him was still an option. After a brief internal war, he rolled his eyes and licked the tip, then the foreskin. Edmund’s breath hitched as his body shivered.

"I love how submissive you can be," he murmured.

"I’m going to bite your dic—"

Before Lucien could finish the threat, the Leopard pushed his cock into his mouth in one smooth thrust. He choked softly as his throat stretched around him.

"That’s better. Let this mouth be useful for the rest of the night, my jewel."

The alpha’s emerald eyes gleamed with a cruel sort of delight, and for some twisted reason, it made Lucien even more aroused.

Watching how merciless an alpha could be did something dark and addictive to him.

Adrian did not give Lucien any warning. He shoved himself inside in one smooth and sudden push, forcing a jolt of pleasure to shoot through the omega’s spine.

Lucien whimpered, his fingers curling against the bench as his mind spun.

’Fuck, I love being pinned by two alphas like this,’ he thought as both alphas settled into the same rhythm.

The pressure from below and the weight from above filled him completely, their ragged breathing and deep groans surrounding him like heat.

"Hahh, Lucien. How is the wand in your urethra? It is not that bad, right?" Adrian’s voice dripped with smug delight.

He pulled out until only the tip remained, then thrust back in with a brutal pace that made Lucien shudder violently.

"Ahh, you clenched me so tight. You really love pain, do you not?" Adrian hissed.

He gestured to Silas without looking away. Silas handed him the paddle and stepped back.

The crack that followed echoed across the room.

Smack.

Lucien jerked forward, pleasure sparking up his spine as his body tightened around Adrian.

Edmund scoffed at the display and tightened his grip on Lucien’s hair, dragging his attention back.

"Do not focus only on your pleasure, Lucien. Mine too. Lick it properly."

He resumed thrusting without mercy. His pace was sharp and fast, forcing Lucien’s throat to stretch and work for every breath.

While his eyes were on Adrian as if mocking him which made Adrian fucking him even faster.

Lucien would have rolled his eyes if he could move them. Of course the petty tension would get worse.

Adrian and Edmund were acting like two kings competing over the same jewel, each refusing to be overshadowed by the other.

’Stupid alphas and their superiority complex. Just focus on me,’ he thought even while secretly enjoying the fire building between them.

"Hahh, fuck, tighten more for me. You feel incredible," Adrian groaned.

His pace increased again, the sound of their bodies filling the room as nectar dripped to the floor, mixing with alpha arousal.

Lucien’s insides pulsed with overwhelming pleasure. It felt like his nerves were being lit on fire, every movement hitting deeper than the toy ever could.

He could only whine and tremble as he squeezed them tighter, letting them thrust even deeper.

"Mmmnhh... hnnn..." He rolled his tongue around Edmund’s tip in defiance.

The Leopard growled, grabbing his head even harder as he tugged the chain with sharp rhythm, sending shocks down Lucien’s chest.

Everything was too much. Edmund’s scent flooded his nose. Adrian’s force made his hips tremble.

His whole body burned with the need to climax, but he could not reach it. The damn wand kept him right on the edge, tormenting him.

"Ahhnn... hummph..." Lucien tried to break free, struggling against the bench with frantic desperation. He needed release so badly that rage began to simmer.

’Should I bite Edmund? Would he finally understand?’

It was honestly tempting.

The Leopard only smirked. He pushed deeper and faster, hitting the back of Lucien’s throat until the omega almost gagged.

The motion made the bench shift. Lucien glared at him with pure hatred, which only made Edmund grin wider.

His breath fanned warm across Lucien’s skin. "Oh, you want to cum, my jewel? But did Silas not teach you how to behave for your dom?"

He rubbed Lucien’s golden hair with mock affection. "You will wait until we allow it. Understand?"

He leaned closer, his voice dropping into a low growl.

"And do not even try to bite me. You know how punishment works."

His eyes glowed with sadistic delight, and Lucien’s entire body trembled in a mix of fury and excitement.

He was pissed, undeniably so.

But God, the Leopard was hotter when he was cruel.

’Damn it, why am I so weak and perverted!’