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Bernard would love to say he went to bed perfectly fine and woke up feeling as if he was slowly being cooked alive from the inside out, because at least then he'd have had a few hours of peaceful sleep.
But that wasn't the case.
The omega went to bed feeling awful. After struggling to sleep for the last 3 hours, he finally gave up, pushing himself off the mattress. Teal eyes stared down at his lap as an unbearable heat simmered just below the skin. Bernard couldn't help but let out a groan as his head fell into his hands.
Why did the universe hate him?
Not only was Kon gone. The Kryptonian spending the last 2 weeks across the world on whatever mission the Justice League had assigned him, but Tim was also gone. The vigilante frequently went on patrol during the night, which normally didn't bother Bernard since he'd return before the blonde woke up.
But how had it happened that his heat hit him right when both his boyfriends were nowhere within a 3-mile radius of him?
Agitation clawed at his throat as Bernard fumbled through the mussed-up blankets to find his phone. Finding the small black device did little to alleviate his frustration, however.
All it did was let Bernard know that it was 2 in the morning, which meant he'd be on his own for at least the next 2 hours. At least then Tim would be home to help him through his heat.
A growl lodged itself behind the omega's teeth, jaw clenched hard enough to pop slightly. His instincts screamed at him that even with the alpha, it wouldn't be enough. Bernard needed both of his boyfriends.
How was this fair? His mates should be here with him, not out in the world soaking up everyone else's stink. Throwing the phone back on the mattress, Bernard attempted to calm himself by taking a slow breath.
If the blonde kept going like this, then Tim would be more of a hindrance to his heat than a help, and that left a sour taste in Bernard's mouth.
He's always hated his heats growing up. They didn't affect him as they were supposed to, making relationships difficult. Omegas were supposed to be docile and submissive during heats, while alphas were the aggressors.
Yet for some reason, it worked the opposite for Bernard.
Heats always made him aggressive. They would trigger his fight-or-flight response when he encountered strong pheromones from alphas. And instead of running, Bernard's instincts always chose to fight.
The omega couldn't handle being held down—forced to submit to an alpha just because that was the natural order of things. There were times—many times when Bernard wished he could, if only to seem more normal.
But every time his heat triggered, it sent him into survival mode. And if an alpha wanted to dominate him—be the ones in control, like most alphas do—then it'd always end with retaliation.
Most alphas didn't want to give up control and let Bernard take the lead. They found it humiliating to let an omega on top—to set the pace—so most relationships dissolved into blood and teeth.
Before Kon and Tim, it had gotten bad enough that Bernard had decided steering clear of relationships would be best for his own safety.
Imagine his surprise when he met an alpha who liked to be dominated, dating a beta who got off on putting him in his place.
The omega had met Kon and Tim by chance. Despite having been at the same university for 2 years, the three of them never crossed paths much until the day Bernard's ex decided to make himself a problem.
They had been broken up for months after a bad heat that left them both bruised and bloody. Bernard had ended it, deciding it was safer for all parties involved, but apparently, the alpha didn't like how things had gone down.
He had already spent a week blowing up the omega's phone. Each message went ignored until the alpha eventually cornered the blonde in the hallway after class. Teal eyes glared up at the man who leaned over him. Why did alphas have such a hard time accepting the word 'No'?
"Can you move? I'm already late for work."
"That's all you have to say to me? What happened to us, babe? We used to be good. Why can't we go back to that?"
"Because we don't work anymore. If something doesn't work, then it's pointless to try and force it." Frustration burned at Bernard's chest. They'd already been over this, and he was tired of repeating himself.
Sidestepping the alpha, the blonde brushed past him. "Stop texting me. It's annoying to have to delete all the notifications."
A rough hand grabbed his arm, yanking it hard enough to twinge his shoulder in pain. "You don't get to walk away just like that, bitch! I want a fucking apology."
Bernard growled as he tried to break his arm free from the man's grip. "An apology? For what?"
"For humiliating me. An alpha getting beat up by an omega is unheard of, and then you have the gall to break things off? I'm a laughing stock now because of you."
"I already apologized for what happened, but I don't have to apologize for the rest. Let me go!" The grip on his arm tightened even more, no doubt bruising his wrist. The omega hissed in pain.
"Why don't you try beating me up again, huh? Or are you only capable of that when you're in heat? If that's the case, you're just a helpless, defenseless omega right now." The alpha leaned in with a grin. "Maybe we should have some fun."
Before Bernard could snarl back a response, someone grabbed the alpha's shoulder.
"Let's have some fun then."
In an instant, his ex was yanked off the blonde and slammed into the wall. The alpha choked as he was lifted off the ground, his entire body weight being lifted by the man in front of him. Messy black hair framed a pale face, while cornflower blue eyes glared daggers at the struggling alpha.
"What's wrong? Not fun enough for you?" Sharp teeth revealed the new person was also an alpha, as he slammed Bernard's ex against the wall again when he tried to answer the questions.
Bernard could only stare at the alternation as he rubbed his wrist. He'd heard of alphas fighting in public before, but he'd never actually seen it. A shadow falling over the omega stole his attention away from the fight. Ripping his eyes away, Bernard's face met someone's chest.
A flush bloomed on his face when he realized he was staring, and his eyes flicked up to the person's face. Insanely blue eyes stared down at him behind glasses. Black curls bounced as the person smiled.
"You alright?"
For a moment, Bernard didn't even realize the man was speaking to him. "Huh? Oh yeah. I'm fine." Glancing over, Bernard watched the shorter alpha throw his ex to the floor. "Are you with him?"
"Yeah. We saw that guy bugging you and well." Turning toward the two alphas. "No one really bats an eye at alphas fighting, so I let him burn off some steam."
"Oh. Thank you." Bernard watched the shorter man straddle his ex, fist raised in the air, sharp teeth bared to bite.
"Hey! No!" Like yelling at a dog, the taller man scolded the alpha, instantly stilling the shorter man.
The growling stopped as the alpha turned toward his partner, his big blue eyes wide. "But Kon—"
"I said no, Tim. I won't repeat myself."
With a sigh, Tim got off the alpha, all aggression from before completely gone as he rubbed the back of his neck. Bernard stared up at Kon, confused. From what the omega could tell, this guy didn't give off any pheromones, which meant he had to be a beta.
How in the world did a beta just tell an alpha what to do?
And the alpha listened?
That was the first time Bernard had really interacted with such an unconventional couple, and it wasn't the last. A whole year later, not only had he been invited into their relationship, but he now shared an apartment with them. It was honestly the greatest thing that's ever happened to him.
And yet.
Reminiscing about his boyfriends didn't help in the slightest. All it did was make him hard and left him wanting. Bernard was hot, miserable, and horny, and had no way of relieving any of it without his boyfriends. Pushing himself out of bed, the omega hoped a cold shower would at least kill his painfully hard erection.
Then he might have a chance at surviving the next 2 hours.
Stumbling out of the bedroom and into the living room, the blonde fumbled for the light switch before burning his eyes with the overhead light. Squinting at the onslaught of illumination, Bernad's attention caught on a patchwork of primary colors swathed in black leather and studs.
Forcing his eyes all the way open, the omega sucked in a breath at finding Kon standing in the living room, looking like he'd been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He was frozen in mid-step, though the slight bob of his body told Bernard he was levitating a few centimeters above the floor. Most likely to keep from making any noise.
"Kon? I thought you still had a week left on your mission?" Maybe the universe didn't hate Bernard as much as he thought.
Planting himself back on the floor, the Kryptonian smiled a bit sheepishly. "I finished up early. Being apart from you and Tim was starting to drive me crazy, and it's amazing what I can get done when I put my mind to it. I wanted to surprise you, but I guess I'm not sneaky like Tim is."
Without wasting another second, Bernard crossed the room with just a few steps, throwing himself at his boyfriend. Wrapping his arms around the super, the omega clung to the beta like a lifeline.
"I missed you so much. 2 weeks without you is too long." Burying his face in Kon's chest, the blonde rubbed his scent over as much of his boyfriend as he could. The beta didn't smell like Bernard or Tim anymore after being gone for so long, and the omega hated it.
A light laugh vibrated the man's chest. "I missed you, too. Do I get a welcome back kiss?"
Leanining back, the blonde pulled Kon down to kiss him. Large hands settled on his hips as the kiss quickly turned from chaste to desperate. Bernad's heat reared its ugly head, overwhelmed by the light scent of lemon and the heavy scent of Kon's cologne.
The Kryptonian's hands roamed over Bernard's body, unable to stay still as the blonde kissed Kon until he was forced to break it for air. He attempted to dive back in, but the beta stopped him, dragging a pitiful whine from the omega.
"I'm not against such an amazing welcome back, but are you feeling alright, baby? You feel incredibly hot." Even through Bernard's clothes, Kon could feel the heat radiating off the shorter man's skin.
Bernard shivered at the way the pet name rolled off Kon's tongue. His southern accent was thicker than usual. That most likely meant the man was tired, which made sense. He deserved to sleep for a full 8 hours in their bed together, surrounded by Tim and Bernard's scent, but the omega's heat couldn't allow that. Not yet.
Lithe hands grabbed fistfuls of Kon's perfect ass, slotting their hips together so Bernard could rut his erection against the Kryptonian's pelvis. A low moan was dragged from the taller man's chest, his soft cock quickly filling. Blue eyes fluttered in such an enticing way that had Bernard's desperation growing even more.
"I'm hot, horny, and in desperate need of fucking you senseless. If you hadn't come home early, I'd have to spend my heat without you, so now that you're here, I need you more than ever." Bernard pushed Kon back against the kitchen island, gripping the edge of the counter to cage the beta in.
Kon looped his arms around the blonde's neck, one of his legs hooking around Bernard's waist to keep the shorter man close. Despite being bigger and stronger than the omega, Kon yielded to him without hesitation. It made Bernad's teeth itch with the desire to mark his boyfriend, claim him entirely.
"You're heat? Oh, baby, I wouldn't have accepted the mission if I'd known you were so close to your heat." Warm lips pressed against Bernard's, the omega immediately drinking in the taste of Kon.
He missed the way the beta's tongue piercing would slide against his tongue and clack against his teeth. It was so different from the feel of Tim's spiderbites. Those would catch on his lips whenever the alpha wore them, leaving behind a faint tingle that Bernard loved to keep chasing.
The way Bernard could so easily lose himself in Kon was intoxicating. Pulling away from the man was nearly impossible. "I don't want you to miss out on helping people just because of me."
The super titled his head with a smile. The utter charm of it took Bernard's breath away. Somehow, Kon was both a man who knew how gorgeous he was and one who didn't realize just how much raw sex appeal he radiated every day.
In his civilian clothes, it was tempered to a sweet, pretty boy allure. But in his Superboy outfit—skin-tight latex hugging his every curve and muscle wrapped up in worn black leather and glittering studs—the man practically dripped with eroticism.
"Darling, I appreciate the concern, but someone else could have filled my spot."
Black painted fingers pressed lightly against the back of Bernard's neck, blue eyes watching as the pupils of the omega's eyes constricted to a thin line. A growl pushed its way past the blonde's throat, his instincts screaming at him to bite, gnash, and tear.
Pulling away from Kon, Bernard slapped a hand over the back of his neck. "Don't do that. I might end up hurting you."
A laugh bubbled out of the Kryptnian. "You couldn't hurt me even if you tried." Unhooking his leg from Bernard, Kon stood up, tugging off his jacket. "Which is exactly why I need to be here when you're in heat, baby."
Bernard's eyes bounced back and forth, taking in all the bare, dark skin the beta revealed as his jacket fell to the floor. No matter the weather, Kon always insisted on wearing the version of his suit that left his arms and torso exposed, and neither of his boyfriends ever complained.
"Letting Tim handle you on his own wouldn't be fair to him, don't you think?" Unhooking his arm cuffs and black choker, Kon tossed the accessories onto the counter. "I've got to tire you out first."
A devilish smile graced the man's face as he removed his belts. Bernard felt himself almost drooling at the sight. Even without pheromones, Kon drove his heat into an absolute inferno.
Unable to resist touching, the blonde's hands roamed every inch of the beta's body, nails catching on his hip divots and the curve of his spine. Each drag pulled another pretty sound from his boyfriend.
"So you'll let me fuck you? You'll let me breed you until you can't walk? Please say yes. I need you to say yes." Bernard's hungry whines were cut short by a low groan as Kon's fingers tugged on his hair.
"Easy, darling. While I love your enthusiasm, I don't work like you. If you're going to breed me til morning, I need to prepare myself. Not to mention I'm in desperate need of a shower." The calm way Kon spoke had a seductive edge that left Bernard nearly delirious.
"You're going to make me wait? That's not fair."
"Oh? Take a moment to consider this. Which is better? Fucking me in a nest where I'll be drowned in your scent or on the kitchen counter?" Amusement softened Kon's gaze as Bernard's pupils blew wide.
"A nest. A nest is better." But the blonde didn't have one. He should've made one, but he had been too miserable at the idea of being alone to even think of nesting. He needed time to make one and—"oh."
Kon pressed a kiss against the omega's cheek. "Exactly. Go make one, and by the time you're done, I'll be ready."
Detangling himself from Kon was incredibly difficult. Bernard didn't want to stop touching him because that would mean the beta would stop having such cute reactions. Eventually, he managed the task.
He already regretted his decision to let go when Kon walked past him to head into the bathroom.
The omega was stuck in his spot, staring after Kon until the bathroom door shut, and the blonde was immediately racing to his room. Throwing open his closet, Bernard dug through the laundry to find any clothes that he felt best suited his vision for his nest.
Pulling nearly half a hamper's worth of clothes out, he tossed them onto the bed. Arranging the items soothed his raging hormones, but didn't stop the nagging feeling in the back of his head that something was missing. As Bernard looked over his nest, it dawned on him that it was missing a scent.
Tim's.
Kon wouldn't smell right if it were just Bernard's scent. He needed to smell like both the alpha and the omega. Passing the bathroom on the way to Tim's room, the blonde stood outside the door, fingers itching to open it and barge in.
Images flooded his mind of fucking Kon against the tile as water rolled down his salacious body, spilling over the swell of his shoulders—his muscular back—his supple ass.
His voluptuous chest would press against the cold porcelain wall, his pretty voice climbing higher and higher each time Bernard sank his cock into his sinful body. He'd call out the omega's name so sweetly in that decadent drawl of his, begging him for more, to thrust in even deeper.
Bernard thunked his forehead against the door with a low groan. His hips rutting against his hand as he palmed his hard cock through his shorts. Kon was a devil disguised as an angel for making the omega wait like this.
If he had pheromones like Tim and Bernard, there would be no way he could stand being apart for this long so easily. Dragging his hand away from his cock, Bernard let out a frustrated growl. Cumming in his own hand would just make everything feel worse.
This was torture for some past life mistake.
That was the only explanation he could think of as he hauled his burning body and fraying mind to Tim's room. The omega was too feverish to rummage through the vigilant's hamper, so he snatched the blankets and pillows from his bed. Burying his face in them, Bernard inhaled the intoxicating scent of ink and summer rain on hot pavement.
This time, Bernard couldn't help himself. Knees thudded against the rug as the omega pulled his cock out of his shorts. Huffing Tim's scent had the blonde dizzy, breathing coming fast as he pumped his flushed cock furiously.
His movements were frantic—too rough, too fast—they were more painful than enjoyable, but Bernard didn't care. The phantom sensation of Tim pressed against his back made the omega's skin tingle. His fingers would grip the blonde's chest, massaging it as the vigilante would play with his nipples.
It would always tug a heady moan from Bernard whenever Tim focused solely on his chest. His nails would poke at the hard nubs, eliciting just enough pain to make the blonde mewl. Sharp teeth would catch on Bernard's shoulder before warm lips replaced the sting.
Bucking into his hand, Bernard felt his climax reach its peak when he thought about Tim's hands covering his own, setting the rhythm and tempo he'd jerk off to. The omega cried out as he came all over the blankets he was holding. The intensity of his orgasm left him shaking, his breath coming in harsh pants.
Yet it did nothing to dissipate the cloying heat. It only made it even more suffocating. Tears blurred Bernard's vision at his lapse in judgment. He knew that would happen, and he still gave in to the temptation. If he had just held out, he wouldn't be even more miserable.
A guttural sob left the omega feeling like a failure. His alpha isn't home, and his beta was here but wanted nothing to do with him. He couldn't even finish building a proper nest. Tears spilled down Bernard's flushed cheeks, his hiccups making it hard to breathe.
He was so distraught his instincts didn't even flare when dark, muscular arms wrapped around him. The scent of lemon and body wash enveloped him, drowning out the scent of ink and rain. A low voice was murmuring words that Bernard couldn't hear over his sobbing.
It could have been minutes or years, but Bernard let all his emotions spill out until there was nothing left. It wasn't until his head hurt and his body felt too heavy to move that the omega could finally hear what the voice was saying.
"There, there, baby. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Just breathe. You're okay." The voice belonged to Kon. It was calm but held a tinge of sadness.
Prying his swollen eyes open, Bernard looked up at his beta. The Kryptonian looked relieved to see the blonde face that was no longer pressed against his chest. A warm hand settled on Bernard's face, brushing away the remaining tears.
"You alright?"
Bernard nodded meekly, nuzzling against Kon's hand. "Yeah, I'm okay now." His voice felt rough and scratchy.
"Good. I'm so sorry I put you through that. As a beta, I sometimes forget how emotional heats can be for omegas. I should have been more mindful of that." That sadness in Kon's voice got even thicker, prompting Bernard to sit up and throw his arms around the man's neck.
Kon was naked except for the towel wrapped around his waist, allowing Bernard unrestricted access to his beautifully flawless skin. It helped temper the blonde's emotions, reminding the omega that Kon didn't abandon him.
"You did nothing wrong. I'd be an emotional wreck one way or another. Just take me to our nest so I can properly fuck you, and I'll call it even." Nosing the space on Kon's neck where a scent gland would be if the man weren't a beta calmed Bernard down.
He clung to Kon and the blankets as the Kryptonian stood up, easily lifting the blonde without any issue. "Are you sure you don't want it the other way around? You don't have to push yourself."
Taking Bernard to his room, Kon placed the omega on the bed. Adding the blankets to the nest was the right call—a sense of pride filled Bernard's chest, overshadowing the feeling of failure— Tim's scent made everything perfect.
"I think I'd end up lashing out if it were the other way around. I don't want to break my teeth on your skin when I try biting you." After arranging the blankets just the way he liked them, Bernard took Kon's wrist to tug the beta onto the bed with him.
Without hesitation, Kon joined Bernard in his nest. The omega guided him into his lap, hand settling on the beta's hips when Kon sat down. He was weightless, meaning he was using his powers to keep from bearing his full weight onto Bernard.
"That's a fair point. Still, is there anything I can do to make it up to you? I feel bad letting you do all the work after putting you in so much distress." Kon looked like a kicked puppy.
His sad blue eyes were still so devastatingly pretty that Bernard couldn't help but pull him into a kiss. The omega coaxed a soft moan from Kon as he sucked on his tongue piercing, tolling it around with his own tongue. This was so much better than before.
Kon smelled like him—like Tim, not the outside world. His makeup had been washed off, letting Bernard see all the freckles that dotted his nose and cheeks, the beta tried so desperately to hide. The Superboy facade had been washed away with the shower, leaving behind Bernard's favorite version of Kon.
A man who cared so much that it left him emotionally vulnerable in such a raw way. A bleeding heart—a mother hen—and an irresistibly kind soul that'd been hurt too many times to count but always got back up to do it all over again.
Breaking the kiss, Bernard felt a little silly for how poetic his thoughts were getting, but as Kon stared down at him with such an open and soft gaze, they almost felt too inadequate to describe the beta.
"What happened to that dominating personality you love using so much in the bedroom?"
Kon rolled his eyes, but he wasn't exasperated, just fond. "There is a time and a place for that. I'm not going to demand you call me sir after you just bawled your eyes out over my mistake."
"Even if I asked you to?"
Lifting his hips, Kon huffed out a laugh. "Yes, even if you asked." Nimble fingers swiftly removed Bernard's shorts, adding them to the nest along with the beta's towel.
"That kind of play is for when you're in a good state of mind. Not teetering on the edge."
Kon's words faded as Bernard's attention zeroed in on his flushed cock that sat proudly against his abdomen. It was flagged a bit, probably due to the distress of Bernard's breakdown.
Still, it was mouthwateringly gorgeous.
Pulling Kon closer, Bernard's attention was interrupted when the man tilted his head up to look at his face instead. "I won't make you wait anymore, but be gentle. It's been two weeks since we've had sex, meaning I'm still pretty tight even after preparation."
Bernard's grip on Kon tightened before he shoved the beta onto his back. The man let out a soft, startled noise that quickly morphed into a low groan as Bernard slid his slick cock against his hole.
"Shit. I know you wouldn't sleep with anyone else when on missions, but I love hearing confirmation of that. I can't wait to feel it too." Poking the head of his cock against Kon's hole, the blonde was met with a delicious resistance that meant Kon was telling the truth.
The beta groaned as the head breached the tight ring of muscle, forcing it to accommodate Bernard's size. He should have brought lube, but Kon couldn't bring himself to step away from his omega again.
His eyes rolled back as the pain quickly faded, his healing factor dispelling any lingering discomfort. Which left him with an overwhelming feeling he hadn't felt in two weeks; it left him trembling.
Despite the heat screaming at Bernard to simply take Kon in any way he wanted, the omega went as slowly as he could. Distracting Kon with kisses was easy; the man always melted into them, craving affection like lifeblood.
When Bernard's hip met Kon's, the beta stuttered out a gasp. "Fuck—ha—I've missed this." Pulling the omega into another kiss, the Kryptonian breathed out a dreamlike sigh. "I've missed you. I still miss Tim."
"He should be coming off patrol in an hour or so. Then it'll be the three of us." Like it was meant to be.
"Good. Then let's tire you out before he gets home so you don't lash out." The beta clenched around Bernard, ripping a harsh moan from the omega, his restraint quickly fraying.
"Fuck me however you want, baby. I can take it—ah!" Kon hardly got to finish before Bernard slammed his hips into the Kryptonian, the beta's vision exploding with stars.
The omega no longer fought his heat, letting his instincts take over. The mantra breed, breed, breed played over and over in Bernard's head as he fucked his beta just how he wanted.
The man's voice sounded even better than his imagination, the low timber of it creating such sweet sounds as Bernard's cock plunged over and over into Kon's erotic body.
It was actually sacrilegious how Kon's body clung to him, tears dappled his eyelashes like dew on grass in the morning. Bernard's name rolling off the beta's tongue as he reached his first climax.
Lovely blue eyes rolled back as Kon tensed around the omega's cock, thick white fluid splattering across his abdomen. The endorphins had Kon riding high as Bernard continued to thrust inside of him, overlooking the beta's oversensitivity in favor of drinking more of his body.
As the clock ticked on, Bernard lost track of how many times he had made his precious beta cum. It was enough that nothing spilled from Kon's cock anymore; the Kryptonian's mind turned to mush with dry orgasms.
Even when the blonde spilled inside Kon enough to soak the sheets, he still wanted more. The heat urged him to keep taking his mate over and over, and Kon let him.
The Kryptonian hooked his legs around Bernard's waist, keeping his mate close even as he lost his mind with every thrust. The omega's cock kissed each spot that made stars burst in his vision just right. After 2 weeks of being celibate, Kon could feel Bernard molding his insides to fit around him perfectly again.
It was insane.
A never-ending barrage of euphoria that only waned as Kon's stamina was completely depleted. He'd pass out before Bernard was finished with him, and the beta didn't want to miss a second of his omega's pleasure.
Pushing himself up on his forearms, Kon pressed his forehead against the blonde's. His tongue fumbled with words—head struggling to form coherent sentences as Bernar's teal eyes watched him with an insatiable hunger.
"How about a break, baby. Just a small one."
The blonde whined, nuzzling Kon's neck. He planted kisses against his beta's sweaty skin, tasting the salt. "One more round. I can't get enough of you. You're too enticing."
Kon's response was stolen by a well-aimed thrust right against his sweet spot. Throwing his head back, the beta's hoarse voice caught on a guttural moan. One more round might kill him, but Bernard didn't show any signs of slowing down.
An omega in heat was a force to be reckoned with.
Bernard kissed under Kon's jaw, taking the beta's lack of response as permission to continue. He felt his next climax building when he was rudely torn away from his mate.
Gnashing teeth snarled as Bernard wiped around. "How dare you!"
Teal met cornflower blue, and Bernard's aggression vanished as quickly as it had come. Arms circled his body as Tim smiled.
"Easy now. Maybe you should let Kon have that break. He isn't like you and me. His stamina is better than most, but still not like ours."
"But—"
A kiss silenced the omega's protests. Metal catching on his lips told Bernard that Tim wore his spiderbites today. As the blonde chased the feeling of those piercings, the alpha eased his cock out of Kon.
The beta collapsed onto the bed, breathing raggedly as his head floated aimlessly.
Bernard moaned into the kiss as Tim jerked him off. He was still wearing his suit, so his hands were smooth against the blonde's flushed cock. His other hand gripped Bernard's chest, fondling the pec in just the way the omega liked it.
Breaking the kiss, Tim breathed in the overwhelming scent of peaches. "To think I left for patrol right before your heat started. Thank god Kon came home early. I should have been here for you."
Sharp teeth cause damage to the omega's neck, right by the scent gland. Bernard thought for sure his instincts would react badly to it, but Tim's pheremones didn't register as a threat. The alpha didn't want to dominate Bernard, just simply indulge in the blonde as much as he could.
Instead of attacking the vigilante, Bernard let out a shuddering moan.
It didn't take long to have the omega tipping over the edge, his orgasm joining the cum that already stained the sheets as it spilled down Kon's legs.
Pulling away from his neck, Tim littered Bernard's face with little pecks. "There you go. Back with us or still delirious with fever?"
Blinking slowly, the omega took stock of his own body. The outrageous heat had simmered down to a low boil, allowing the blonde to think again.
"Back with you." Suddenly, it dawned on Bernard that if Tim was home, then—
"Wait, has it really been a whole hour? It only felt like a few minutes."
Laughing, the alpha nuzzled against Bernard's skin, scenting him. "Yeah. I imagine getting lost in Kon would make you lose track of time. Speaking of which."
Getting up from the bed, Tim unhooked his cape. As it fell to the floor, Bernard shamelessly admired how the vigilante's muscles shifted beneath the latex.
People didn't always notice when Tim was next to Kon, but the alpha was strong. The omega could clearly see it in the way he carried himself, and when he pulled off certain moves that should be impossible.
Not only was Tim strong, but he was graceful too. Even though he mostly trained himself in the beginning, he clearly picked up a lot of moves from his older brothers.
It made the alpha's fighting look more like dancing. Bernard never got tired of watching Red Robin footage to see how Tim bobbed and weaved around his targets.
That low boil rose a few notches just thinking about it.
…nard? Bernard?" Tim's voice cut through his thoughts as the alpha tilted his head up with a gloved hand. "Are you listening?"
"No, sorry." The omega breathed out the response, unable to think of a better excuse other than the truth.
"It's fine. I was saying you should wake Kon while I get him some water. Can you do that?" Gentle and patient.
"Yeah, I can do that."
"Good. I'll be right back."
The alpha left the room as silently as he entered, leaving Bernard to crawl over his beta. Kon's eyes were closed. He must have fallen asleep while Tim was distracting the blonde.
Bernard felt bad about waking him up since he deserved to rest, but the omega couldn't stop the selfish desire to see Kon's pretty blue eyes again. Gently tapping the beta's cheek, Bernard coaxed the man awake.
Blinking slowly, the Kryptonian's mind was still a little incoherent from before. "Hey, baby."
"Hey. I really did a number on you, huh? You can say no next time. I don't want to push you past your limits." Bernard threaded his fingers through Kon's hair.
The beta hummed at the feeling. "Darling, you forgot I'm half Kryptonian. If you did anything I couldn't handle, I'm more than capable of making you stop."
"And yet you continue to toe that line." Tim's voice came from above the beta and omega. Tired blue eyes lit up at the sight of the alpha.
Kon reached for his mate, longing to touch him. "You're home. About time. Kiss me, baby, I've missed you so much."
He made a happy sound into the kiss as Tim bent over him. The vigilante's face was still cold from patrol, and Kon found he couldn't stop touching. Even with the awkward angle, his hands roamed over every inch of Tim's body he could reach.
A soft sigh was pulled from the beta when Tim broke the kiss, a smile gracing his pale face. "That should be my line. The apartment is too quiet when you're gone. It was starting to make Bernard and I go insane."
Bernard took hold of Kon's wrists, lifting the beta from the mattress. Compensating with his powers meant the man was easy to move. Kon immediately wrapped his arms around the omega's neck, holding him close.
"That true? Did you two really miss me that much?"
Bernard stared up at his mate, completely enraptured by him. "Of course it's true."
Climbing onto the bed, Tim pressed his chest against Kon's back, kissing his neck. "It's just not the same without you."
A bright flush bloomed on Kon's face. "You two are too good at sweet-talking. You're going to get me all excited again." His healing factor meant that Kon was always quick to recover.
Tim pulled Kon into his lap, creating enough space between the omega and beta to press a glass of water to Kon's chest. The cold made him jump slightly. "Before that, you need to drink something."
Taking the glass from the alpha, Kon rolled his eyes. "Now who's acting like a mother hen?"
As soon as the water touched his tongue, he realized just how thirsty he was. It took a matter of seconds to down the whole glass. It was revitalizing, like getting a small dose of sun after a long period of fighting.
Tim took the empty glass to place it on the nightstand before pressing a chaste kiss against Kon's cheek. "Good boy."
A breathy laugh spilled from the beta. "Earning praise for drinking water? Usually that's reserved for you."
"Only because you're usually better at taking care of yourself." Gloved hands splayed over Kon's body, tugging a soft moan from him the lower they reached.
Teal eyes couldn't look away as Tim explored every dip and curve, squeezing the soft flesh of Kon's thighs. Bernard's heat threatened to engulf him again as the beta spread his legs, giving the blonde an even better view.
His once soft cock was filling out, the more Tim touched him—the vigilante knowing every one of his weak spots. Kon couldn't help the way his body trembled at how intensely Bernard watched him. He was torn between wanting the omega close and putting on a tantalizing display.
Reaching back to tangle his fingers in Tim's hair, Kon's eyes flitted to the alpha's, a glint of mischief in them. "How can you blame me? Bernard is just too cute to resist. Just look at the way he watches us."
Tim turned his attention to Bernard, groaning at how intensely the blonde was watching. His pupils were blown wide, and his cock twitched, precum spilling from the tip. Cornflower blue caught on the way it would slip down the flushed member.
Kon felt the hard erection against his backside, delighting in the way his mates hungered for each other. "See what I mean? How can you resist that?"
Tim whimpered, feeling that the small gap between him and Bernard was suddenly too wide. Removing a hand from Kon, the alpha fisted his hand in the shirt that still hung off the omega's body to pull him in close.
Bernard's pheromones exploded in delight as their lips crashed together, drowning Tim in the scent of peaches. Desperate hands clung to the vigilante's shoulders, trying to pull the man even closer. A deep groan resonated in Bernard's chest when he felt a large hand wrap around his cock.
Tim's tongue tangled with his, the slippery slide leaving the omega dizzy as Kon steadily jerked him off. He couldn't keep his hips from bucking in time to each slow pump. The pace was driving Bernard crazy; it was both exactly what he needed and not enough.
The alpha whined into the kiss as the blonde played with the earrings that sat against his ear. Rolling the metal cuffs between his fingers, Bernard could feel just how hot Tim's skin was, his ears no doubt bright red. They have always been the vigilante's greatest weakness—one that his mates loved to exploit whenever they could.
Breaking the kiss, if only for a moment, Bernard admired how flushed Tim's face was. The Red Robin persona had completely dissolved in the face of the alpha's love to submit. A hand circled Tim's throat, pressing against it ever so slightly—just enough for the vigilante to feel the pressure—while Bernard's thumb pulled at Tim's bottom lip, playing with his spiderbites.
"You smell so good, Tim. I can't get enough." A breathy moan escaped Bernard as Kon's hand squeezed around him. His beta was so good at handjobs, pressing against all the right spots and even using his nails to give a small hint of pain.
Tim whimpered at the praise. "You smell so much better. Your scent is mixed with Kon's body wash. I want more."
Bernard swiped his tongue over Tim's spiderbites, catching them in his teeth to tug on them lightly. The alpha's eyes fluttered, a sweet moan falling from his lips. "Well, that's an easy fix, right?"
"Yeah. Yeah, it is."
Bernard smiled at Tim's understanding. Even when high on pleasure, he was still an incredibly smart man. But before that. The omega leaned back to gaze down at Kon. The beta looked so content as he jerked Bernard off.
Blue eyes were zeroed in on the blonde's cock, watching how the warm flesh yielded so well to his touches. Precum spilled over his chest, rolling down the slopes of his buxom pecs.
It was an incredible sight, but Bernard wanted an even better one.
Placing a hand over Kon's, he stilled the beta's minsterations. Confusion lit up Kon's expression as he looked up at his omega.
"Something wrong, Darling?"
That sultry accent had Bernard's cock twitching in their hands. It fell from Kon's mouth so easily, making every word wicked than the last. The blonde wanted to put that mouth to even better use.
"No, nothing's wrong. I just want more. Your hand is good, Kon, but I want something hotter." Bernard loved the way Kon's eyes glazed over at the implication.
"Hotter, you say?"
The omega nudged the head of his cock against Kon's lips. "Much hotter."
Without hesitation, Kon let go of Bernard's cock to grip his hips. In one fluid motion, he pulled the blonde forward, taking his cock into his mouth. With no gag reflex, the beta took Bernard all the way to the hilt.
"Fuck!" The omega clung to Tim's shoulders as his cock was engulfed by such an extraordinary heat.
The vigilante pressed kisses against his temple as Kon hummed—his warm, wet walls convulsing around Bernard's cock as the beta swallowed around him. Before Bernard could get his head on straight enough to start moving, the Kryptonian used his grip on the omega's hips to set the pace instead.
"Shit, your mouth is amazing, Kon. So soft and velvety." The way his tongue piercing would catch on Bernard's sensitive skin every so often left the omega breathless.
Tim whined softly, clearly wanting more attention as he pulled Bernard into another kiss. The omega was swept up in the desperate clash of teeth and tongue, smelling the way the alpha's pheromones steeped into a headier, more decadent tone.
"Feeling lonely, Tim?" It dawned on Bernard that since the vigilante's been home, he hasn't removed his suit yet.
The alpha growled against the blonde's mouth. "No. Jealous."
"Jealous?" Tim didn't usually get jealous. "Over me or Kon?"
The sounds of Kon gagging on Bernard's cock filled the room, and the blonde could feel the curling in his gut start to tighten. Not only was Kon's mouth absolutely unbelievable, but Tim's intensity was causing his pheromones to run wild.
The man should get jealous more often; it was an incredibly attractive look on him.
"Both. I told you I wanted more. Let me have more." Sharp teeth sank into Bernard's bottom lip. "I've been patient, haven't I? Don't I deserve a reward?"
Bernard pulled Tim even closer, sinking even further down Kon's throat. He was right on the edge, so close to his peak. "Do you? Have you really been that good?"
"Yes! Yes, I have." Tim jealously melted into desperation as the alpha kissed Bernard again and again. "Please, please. I've been so good. I'll do anything. You're so pretty like this, let me feel it too."
The alpha kept begging into their kisses as Kon moaned around Bernard's cock, sending the blonde over the edge. He spilled down the beta's throat with a low groan into Tim's mouth. The ferocity of his orgasm left his hips shaking and head on cloud nine.
It took a few moments for the omega to come back to himself, his lip swollen in such a delicious way from all of Tim's kisses. The alpha finally gave him a chance to catch his breath as Kon moved the blonde back, releasing his softened cock.
He placed sweet, soft kisses against the head. Kon's tongue piercing rolled against the slit as he cleaned Bernard's cock thoroughly. With a beautifully hazy expression, the beta didn't want to let his mate go, meaning the blonde had the difficult task of pushing him away.
Even if Kon moved easily when Bernard placed a hand on his forehead, the little whine that came from him made the omega almost give his cock back.
"That was insane, but I need a second. You're throat is so fucking dangerous, Kon. I could fuck it for hours."
Bernard fell back against the mattress to catch his breath as Tim leaned down to capture Kon's lips. He groaned at the taste of the omega on the Kryptonian's tongue. Breaking the kiss with a smile, Kon admired how the alpha was barely keeping himself together.
"I think you've been exceptionally good, puppy. Would you like your reward now?" Kon almost worried Tim's head might fall off with how much he bobbed his head in a nod.
"Yes!"
Sitting up, the beta stretched out his arms, arching his back in such a tantalizing way that Tim was unable to tear his eyes away. Glancing over his shoulder, the beta raised his eyebrow.
"You've got to get undressed if you want to continue, baby."
The alpha didn't waste any time pulling his suit off. Expensive gadgets fell to the floor without a care as Tim tossed his clothes in a haphazard pile. Bernard and Kon watched his enthusiasm as the beta made himself comfortable, propping many pillows against the headboard.
Tugging the omega against him, Kon held his mate close as Bernard's eyes were locked onto every inch of Tim's scarred back. The curve of his spine accentuated the expanse of pale skin as the vigilante bent over to remove his shoes. Wind tossed black locks that fluttered over the alpha's broad shoulders when he turned toward his mates.
Both of them couldn't keep their eyes from dropping down to admire Tim's cock standing proudly against his stomach. Kon took Bernard's hand to press it against his abs as he pressed his lips against the omega's ear.
"This is how far he'll reach inside me. And right below—"The beta dipped the blonde's hand down a few centimeters. "Is how far you reach. Both of you kiss right where my womb would be if I had one."
Bernard groaned, nails digging into Kon's body just enough to leave a mark, if only for a moment. Before Tim and Kon, the omega never understood the appeal of a womb. He had one; it was just another organ—one that allowed him to get pregnant, which wasn't something he really wanted.
But imagining Kon or Tim pregnant was a different story. Just the idea of one of them round with his pups was enough to leave him aching to defy biology, but both of them? The images haunt his every wet dream and even his waking moments right at dawn as he spills into his own hand, both his mates sound asleep beside him, oblivious to his hidden desires.
Tim climbed back onto the bed, the alpha looked a little lost—the need to touch both his mates making it difficult to choose which one to start with. Bernard smiled as he reached out to the vigilante.
"Come here. Give Kon some love. You've missed him just as much as I have, right? I'm sure you want to drown in his scent."
Tim crawled over Kon's body, kissing up every inch of the beta's skin until he reached his lips. "God, yes."
The vigilante's eyes fluttered to Bernard's as his hands roamed Kon's body. The beta hummed happily as he danced his fingers over Tim's back, feeling every scar and nick along the toned muscle. "I can smell you on him."
Bernard shuffled behind Tim as the beta teased him. "Can you? Then I did my job right."
Dropping kisses along the alpha's back, Bernard nipped playfully at Kon's fingers, pulling a laugh from the man's chest. "You would've gone full alpha mode if you were here when he got home. He smelled so much like his teammates I could hardly find his scent."
Tim's pupils constricted to thin lines as a growl got lodged in his throat. "You did?"
Kon pouted as he attempted to soothe his alpha with chaste kisses. "Not my fault. I was with them for 2 weeks; it was bound to happen. Don't be mad. I couldn't smell. it"
Tim shoved his face against Kon's neck, scenting him. "But they could smell themselves on you. They probably thought they had some sort of claim over you. Unacceptable."
Sharp teeth caught on Kon's skin before Bernard pulled the vigilante away, before he broke his teeth trying to bite the Kryptonian.
"Easy. I didn't mean to make you upset." Bernard calmed Tim down by placing kisses over his scent gland. "I just wanted to get a little praise for making sure Kon smelled right."
Tim flushed a pretty pink, embarrassed that he let his instincts spiral out of control so fast. "Oh."
Kon grinned at the possessiveness. He wasn't usually fond of an alpha's need to overprotect, but he had to admit that after being apart from his mates for so long, it felt nice to be so viscerally wanted.
"Well, don't leave Bernard waiting. Praise him for doing such a good job."
The vigilante turned to sweep Bernard up in a heady kiss. Lithe hands wandered down the length of his torso, tugging a moan from Tim as the blonde's fingers brushed over his cock.
"You did so good, babe. Absolutely perfect."
Bernard groaned into the kiss at the praise. Like an overexcited puppy, his hips humped against Tim's ass. The omega's cock was once again hard and aching thanks to his heat and how delectable his mates were.
"Fuck. I can't wait any longer. I've got to ruin you. You want your reward, right? You've been good, right?" Bernard couldn't hide the frantic need in his voice. Tim was just too much to resist.
The alpha didn't respond right away. Instead, he leaned over Kon, hand reaching back to spread his ass for Bernard. Spreading his cheeks open, Tim gave the blonde a perfect view of his pretty pink puckered hole.
"Yes. I've wanted you to ruin me since I got home and saw you railing Kon. The absolute bliss on his face, pretty blue eyes staring at me but not seeing me at all as his head was completely consumed by pleasure."
Black locks splayed over Kon's shoulder as Tim's cock drooled over the man's dark skin from just the memory of his boyfriends going at it with just cardinal desire— so lost in each other they hardly noticed him walk in.
"I want that too."
Thumbing over the soft ring of muscle, Bernard's blood rushed loud in his ears at how far it stretched. "Fuck, you're still so loose from yesterday."
In hindsight, Bernard should have realized how close his heat was with how many rounds he went with Tim the day before. The smell of sex still lingered on the alpha from the many times Bernard brought his mate to climax.
The vigilante normally had no issue keeping up with his partner—an alpha's stamina usually far outlasting an omega's—but Bernard was relentless. Over and over, Tim lost his mind as his face was shoved into the pillows, the lack of oxygen making his orgasms shake the very foundation of his psyche.
It kept Tim from interacting with his brothers tonight. If he were anywhere near them, they would notice his limp and smell his raging pheremones that Bernard had so thoroughly claimed.
Tim felt his lips stretch into a smile. "You have no idea how hard it was to keep you off my mind tonight. Every time I moved, I could still feel you deep inside me. It made fighting difficult, but somehow I managed."
Kon turned Tim's head back to him, a sympathetic look on his face, but Tim knew him well enough to see the wicked glint in his eyes. "Oh, baby. How hard that must have been for you to endure."
The sympathetic look morphed into a smile as Kon pulled Tim close. "You must have been absolutely miserable. Body desperate for cock, but stuck out in the cold night."
Spreading his legs, Kon took hold of Tim's cock to nudge it against his hole that was still gaping and slick with Bernard's cum. "Want me to warm you up?"
Tim couldn't hide the pathetic groan that came from him—hips bucking against his beta, his cock aching to be inside him. "Yes. God yes. Please, Kon."
The beta rewarded Tim's honesty with a deep kiss as he guided the vigilante's cock into his body. A soft gasp passed between them as Tim's cock slipped into Kon with hardly any resistance—Bernard's cum making the slide even smoother. A shiver ran down Tim's spine at being Kon's sloppy seconds.
Tim was never one for sharing before Bernard, but now the idea of fucking Kon after the omega had his way with him had his head reeling. Thrusting his hips had Bernard's cum spilling out around his cock and down Kon's thighs in such a ravishing way it dragged a growl from behind his teeth.
Getting caught up in the way Kon's eyes fluttered with every thrust, Tim lost track of his surroundings.
So it wasn't a surprise when Bernard's cock sliding into him caught him off guard. Even with how loose his was from the day before, the omega's cock still felt so unbelievably thick as inch by inch it filled the alpha to the brim. As Bernard's hips slapped against his ass, Tim was knocked forward—arms giving out entirely as he fell against Kon.
Both of Bernard's mates moaned with each thrust, the omega controlling the rhythm. It was incredible to watch them both lose themselves to pleasure so easily, but the blonde felt like teasing the alpha more—the man got off to it so much it felt cruel not to tease him.
Hauling the vigilante away from Kon, Bernard pressed Tim's back against his chest. Gripping handfuls of his pecs to steady the man had the wonderful side effect of the alpha's head falling back against the blonde's shoulder.
Pale eyes rolled back beneath the dark eyelashes as Bernard rolled his nipples between his fingers, pebbling the soft flesh into hard nubs.
"Did you also get so lost in Kon that you lost track of things? That's not what a good alpha should do; you should be much more attentive to his needs."
A pretty whine fell from Tim. "I didn't mean to. I am attentive."
Bernard pinched the alpha's nipples hard, digging his nails into them and tearing a lovely cry from Tim. "No, you're not. You're not even fucking Kon right."
The omega slammed his hips into Tim, turning the alpha's languid movements into deeper, harder thrusts. Kon threw his head back as Tim's cock hit even further inside.
"Oh, fuck! Yeah, right there, baby. Hit that spot again, please!" Kon's accent decorated his voice with pretty vowels as the beta practically screamed with each thrust.
Bernard fucked him with an intensity that completely overwhelmed Kon's senses. Tim fucked him like his only desire was to shape Kon's body around his cock. The difference was only noticeable to the Kryptonian who got to experience both.
And Kon loved both equally.
"Kon likes it rough, you know that. So fuck him like you mean it." Sinking his teeth into Tim's neck—right below his scent gland—he ripped a near shriek from the vigilant.
"Higher! Bite higher!"
Tim quickly lost the ability to think. His omega's teeth were so close to breaking his scent gland, to claiming him as his mate permanently. Just the thought had the alpha gasping for air.
A growl reverberated in Bernard's chest. "Careful. If you keep asking like that, I'll end up doing it."
Biting only a year into their relationship, while both he and Tim were drunk on pheromones, wasn't a smart decision. Bernard wanted their mating bites to be special and done with a clear head.
"Please, please, babe. Bite me. Make me yours." Tim's voice broke as Kon clenched around him—the vigilante's begging making his cock twitch against his stomach.
"Fuck, baby. You'd look so pretty with a bite mark." Tilting his head to the side, Kon bared his neck for his mates. "If you two bite me, I'll be able to get a tattoo of the marks to match. Kara knows a guy who can tattoo Kryptonians."
Bernard shoved Tim down against Kon and away from his mouth, seconds before sinking his teeth into the nape of his neck. "You two are so dangerous. What am I going to do with you?"
A laugh, boarding slightly on delirious, bubbled from Kon—his pretty eyes almost entirely obscured by his hair. "You love us, don't deny it."
Leaning over his mates, the blonde drove his hips even harder into Tim—the poor alpha completely lost to the feeling of having his omega inside and being inside his beta.
"Of course, I love you. I love you so much. You two are mine and only mine. I'm not sharing you with anyone else."
Tim's eyes rolled back, Bernard's bouncing around his head like a mantra over and over. Mine, mine, mine.
Sex with just Bernard was incredible; the omega knew precisely how to carve himself into Tim's body. Shaping it just the way he wanted, so the alpha always had a reminder of his omega even when they were apart.
But sex with Bernard and Kon was like fitting puzzle pieces together—separate parts connecting to create a whole image. Without the missing piece, they could never be complete, no matter how hard Bernard and Tim tried to ignore or fight the feeling.
The three of them belonged together.
For 2 weeks, that missing feeling grew until it was so suffocating that it threatened to crush Tim and Bernard beneath its weight. It didn't matter how many times the blonde buried his cock in Tim's body, desperate to satiate that itch that sat beneath their skin, eating them from the inside out.
Nothing felt right without Kon.
Tim buried his face in Kon's shoulder, tears wetting the beta's skin. "Don't leave ever again."
Kon circled his arms around Tim, holding him close as his heart hammered in his chest. Both his mates' pheromones were strong enough to engulf even a beta's senses.
Possession, jealousy, sorrow, relief, unconditional love.
They all permeated Kon's head like a tidal wave. As a beta, he wasn't used to smelling someone's emotions so clearly, but it was like the alpha and omega were branding their feelings into his skin.
"Can't promise that, baby. Heroes are needed all over the world, all the time."
Bernard reached down to grip Kon's face, squeezing his cheeks roughly as he forced the kryptonian to look him in the eye. "Promise. You belong to us. You shouldn't go anywhere we can't follow."
Super strength was useless in the face of his mates' pheremones. They drowned out any rational thought, leaving Kon helpless and unable to think of anything else but total submission.
Kon didn't even bother to fight the sensation. Why would he ever want to?
"I promise, I promise. I won't leave again. Being so far away from you two was too painful anyway."
"Good. That's what I like to hear."
A shiver ran down Kon's spine as the praise soaked into his head. "Again. Tell me I did good."
Dropping kisses against his shoulder—trailing his lips up Kon's neck—Tim pressed his voice against the Kryptonian's ear.
"You did so good, sweetheart. You came home early instead of leaving us to wait in agony for another week. And best of all, you came home safe. Even if you're indestructible, Bernard and I still worry." The alpha kissed the tip of Kon's ear.
"Good job, Kon. We couldn't ask for a better mate."
The beta choked on a gasp as his orgasm collided into him unexpectedly. His body wrung taut—left quivering uncontrollably as Kon felt his world spin. The intensity was so devastatingly amazing, and yet an even greater pleasure surged through Kon as Tim spilled inside him.
The vigilante sobbed into Kon's shoulder as his spend joined Bernard's inside the beta. It painted his insides, and Tim finally recognized what was missing—what finally satisfied that itch.
At least for him, anyway.
It was the feeling of cumming inside his beta just as his omega bit down on his shoulder and finished inside him.
Bernard's hips stuttered as he came harder than he had the entire night. He needed this, the feeling of Tim's body and the sight of Kon's pleasure. It all melded together in the perfect mix.
As the omega slipped his cock out of Tim, the alpha was utterly spent. He couldn't move even if he wanted to.
Pale limbs were numb as Kon gently guided Tim out of him, peppering his skin with kisses. Bernard dug his thumbs into his sore muscles, lips pressed against his shoulder blades as an apology for going overboard. While Kon recovered quickly due to his healing factor, Tim was not so lucky.
"I'm not going to be able to go out on patrol for at least a week after this."
Bernard placed a kiss on Tim's scent gland. "I was serious about not sharing you two. My heat will only get worse over the next week, so I can't let you leave."
"Worse? Bernard, babe. I'm not going to survive that. I'm only human."
Kon kissed his little puppy's pout away. "Good thing I'm not. Don't worry. I'll handle the brunt of his heat." Nipping at Tim's spiderbites, the beta smiled. "You can watch him fuck me against every surface of his apartment."
Tim shuddered at the thought. "Fuck. I want to see that. He's going to mess you up so good."
"That's the plan." Bernard turned Tim's head to kiss his alpha.
Alpha, Beta, and Omega
The absolute perfect trifecta.