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The rough friction drew choked sounds from Adam’s throat.
Schlick. Squelch.
Isaac’s cock, dark and slick, drove into him again and again.
With each movement, more of Adam’s slick spilled out—thicker, richer in scent than usual.
The pheromones hung heavy, making the alphas swallow hard.
Isaac fucked into him harder.
Adam’s thighs trembled, clamping and spreading helplessly.
He tossed his head, biting back moans, but soon, broken whimpers escaped.
“Ah—I can’t, I can’t—!”
He was already close.
So soon?
Humiliated, Adam whimpered, “No, no—” but Isaac only thrust deeper.
“Ghk—!”
Isaac reached places no fingers or toys ever had.
As Adam gasped, Isaac’s lips brushed his ear.
“‘No’ what?”
Then he rolled his hips, grinding deep.
The swollen shaft ravaged his insides, each drag drawing wet, obscene sounds.
Adam’s shoulders hunched under the assault.
“Haaaah—ahhh!”
A high-pitched scream tore from him.
Isaac chuckled, lazily dragging his cock along Adam’s walls.
He sucked Adam’s earlobe, as if urging more noise.
The added stimulation shattered Adam completely.
“Ah—ah, hah, nngh—!”
Isaac’s mouth trailed lower, tongue flicking his earlobe before pressing insistently into the shell.
The sensation made Adam claw at him.
“…!”
His nails raked Isaac’s skin.
Pleasure erupted through him—wild, dizzying, electric.
Like being swept under a crashing wave.
“Hah—!”
Adam went limp with a broken cry.
He was a wreck—hair soaked, eyes glazed, drool dripping from his slack mouth.
“No.”
Isaac’s voice cut through the haze.
“We’re not done. Get up.”
But Adam was lost in his climax.
Isaac’s palm cracked against his ass.
“Hyah—!”
White-hot pain lit up his vision.
The slap alone pushed him over.
His hips jerked as he came untouched.
“…Hah.”
Chester, watching, let out an amused breath.
His violet eyes sparkled.
Oblivious, Adam covered his face, burning with shame.
“Now, Adam.”
Chester gently took Adam’s wrists and lowered them, revealing his face.
Then, he pressed his lips to Adam’s quivering mouth.
Peck, suck.
He nibbled the lower lip and teased the tip of his tongue with his own.
The tantalizing kiss made Adam squeeze his eyes shut.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?”
Chester murmured as he pulled away, his warm breath tickling Adam’s chin.
Adam nodded breathlessly.
“Then let’s make it feel even better.”
“Even… more?”
“Yeah, more.”
Their positions shifted.
Pushed by someone’s hands, Adam toppled over.
When he regained his senses, he was straddling Isaac’s body.
“No, not like that. Lie down facing up.”
“Facing up?”
“Yeah, look at the ceiling.”
“Ah… But I’ll be too heavy.”
Adam hesitated.
He couldn’t possibly use Isaac like a bed.
Sensing his reluctance, the man beneath him slowly stroked his side—a silent cue to relax.
“It’s fine.”
The moment Isaac spoke, Chester reached out.
His long, pale fingers moved gracefully, guiding Adam with a touch both tender and firm until he was lying fully atop Isaac.
Adam’s green eyes wavered as they fixed on the ceiling.
“Ah!”
Something hard pressed against his backside.
He didn’t need to look to know what was nudging insistently between his cheeks.
His hole twitched, aching to take that long, thick length inside.
Adam bit his lip, shame and anticipation swirling in a dizzying rush.
“Ngh…”
The hardness prodding his lower half pressed against his entrance.
Isaac grabbed one of Adam’s trembling thighs and spread it wider, then slid his cock into the slightly raised cleft.
Adam closed his eyes as the slick heat enveloped him.
“Ha… feels good.”
Adam’s whisper was barely audible as he rocked his hips shallowly, each movement sending sharp jolts of pleasure through him.
“Hngh?!”
His captured thigh jerked when Chester suddenly leaned in, his long fingers tracing the place where their bodies joined.
“Haah, ah—”
Memories flashed through Adam’s mind—the stretch of a cock filling him, fingers working him open, the terrifying yet intoxicating pleasure he’d never known before.
“Aah…”
A finger slipped between his stretched rim, probing deeper than last time, pressing against that swollen spot inside.
A cold sweat ran down Adam’s spine.
He squirmed, but Isaac locked an arm around his waist, holding him still while sucking on his reddened earlobe.
“Ah, ah—!”
Adam couldn’t hold back a cry.
The lewd, wet sounds from his ears and below were too much.
His hips moved on their own, chasing the sticky, sinful rhythm.
“So filthy.”
Chester’s low murmur sent a shiver down Adam’s spine as his fingers worked Isaac’s cock, stretching Adam wider.
“Ah, w-wait, just… just a second—”
It was too much.
Overwhelmed from his recent climax, his inner walls were hypersensitive, every thrust magnifying the pleasure to unbearable heights.
Adam reached out blindly, desperate.
“Hngh!”
Chester caught his wrist and sucked Adam’s fingers into his mouth, his rough breaths and hungry gaze obscenely vivid.
It felt like he was swallowing something far more intimate.
Adam’s lips trembled at the slick slide of tongue.
“Might hurt a little.”
Chester kissed Adam’s fingertips, then guided his hands to his shoulders.
Before Adam could process it, the fingers inside him withdrew—only to be replaced by something thicker, heavier, pressing insistently at his entrance.
“……!”
No… no way…!
Goosebumps erupted along his arms.
The thought alone was terrifying.
Adam opened his mouth to protest—
“Ah!”
“Ngh.”
In that instant, Chester’s cockhead breached him.
Adam’s body locked up at the forced intrusion.
But the shock didn’t end there.
“What the… hell are you doing?”
Isaac’s voice was strained, pain lacing his words.
The pressure against his own cock was clearly testing his limits.
“Hah, ‘what’? You know exactly what.”
Adam instantly recognized the arousal in Chester’s voice.
Before he could object, Chester pushed deeper, stretching Adam’s rim to its limit.
The near-tearing sensation forced a sharp gasp from Adam.
“Ghk—!”
“Hurting?”
Chester’s whisper was gentle as his fingers soothed Adam’s slick, stretched flesh.
“N-no… I can take it. It’s just… heat cycle, right?”
“I c-can’t…!”
“Relax. Breathe.”
With a slow roll of Chester’s hips, Adam shuddered violently.
His vision darkened as if night had fallen.
“Haah… hng…!”
Isaac stroked Adam’s trembling body, pinching his peaked nipples, tracing the dip of his waist, kissing his feverish neck.
Each touch stoked the fire higher.
“Hah, ngh… I’m gonna… lose it…”
Adam babbled like a drunkard, torn between pleasure and pain.
Isaac’s relentless caresses stoked his arousal, while Chester’s cock stretched him unbearably.
He didn’t know where to focus.
“Haah!”
Adam threw his head back with a gasp as Chester finally sheathed himself fully.
The bulge in Adam’s stomach grew more pronounced.
The Carlisle brothers groaned in unison.
“Ngh…”
“Tch…”
For a suspended moment, the three stayed locked together.
The outside world vanished—no wind, no flickering candlelight, just the overwhelming presence of their joined bodies.
“Ha…”
Isaac broke the silence first, pulling Adam tightly against him, lips brushing his pounding pulse.
The gesture overflowed with affection.
“Yeah.”
Chester smiled, voice thick with satisfaction.
“Finally… you’re taking both of us.”
“Ngh…!”
“Feel that, Adam? Two cocks inside you.”
The words sent a jolt of heat through him.
Adam bit Chester’s shoulder hard, then pawed at Isaac’s arms, writhing like an animal.
His mind was blank except for raw need.
“Ha… Adam.”
Chester’s face was pure satisfaction as he thrust deep.
Each snap of his hips made Adam’s ass clench.
“…That’s it.”
Isaac’s murmur was low as he matched Chester’s rhythm, their cocks moving in tandem, stretching Adam impossibly wider.
Unidentifiable slickness dripped from his stretched hole.
“Haah… ah! Too much… ngh, so good!”
Adam’s vision blurred.
* * *
I feel sorry for that. Like how is that possible