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George’s legs shake as he climbs out of the car, he feels like death all he needs to do now is to get the podium over with and then he can go to bed. The truth is he doesn’t have a respiratory infection, he’s suffering with heat sickness, something that only effects an unmated omega. The problem is, no one knows he’s an omega, at least no one outside of Mercedes.
He manages to drag himself to the cool down room, he can smell himself it’s all going to end in disaster there’s no way Carlos and Max won’t find out. Both Alpha’s turn to look at him when he enters, he prepares himself for the stream of abuse. Max narrows his eyes. “Mate, it’s dangerous to let yourself get this sick, if you can’t find a mate at least get fucked.” Carlos nods. “People die from heat sickness George.”
“Uhmm? How did you find out?” Max scoots closer and wraps an arm around George’s shoulder, he doesn’t have the energy to fight him it feels good having an alpha that close to him. “When Lewis was at Mercedes he used to have an omega scent to him, now Kimi has the same scent, we knew there was an omega and we just assumed it was you, no one cares you should come into the pack room.” George shakes his head. “No, I'm fine. I don’t need anyone to baby me”
Carlos sits at his other side he’s surrounded by alpha scents; it feels amazing to the point he starts leaking slick into his race suit. He should be embarrassed but his body is craving the touch of an Alpha. He can’t help the whine slipping out of his mouth when the Apha’s pull away to go to the podium. He knows its bad, his body shouldn’t act like this when not in heat.
The podium and media go without further problems it’s only when he gets back to his hotel room things start to go wrong. It feels like his body is punishing him for being so close to an Alpha and not doing anything about it. His symptoms are similar to when he’s in heat, he’s hot and sweaty and his body is leaking an ungodly amount of slick. He doesn’t feel horny though, just really unwell. He manages to pull himself to the bathroom to empty the contents of his stomach. He collapses to the floor, the tiles feel cool against his burning skin. So this is how he dies, on a hotel bathroom floor, completely naked.
A knocking sound pulls him from the brink of unconsciousness. “George you can tell me to fuck off if you want but it sounded like you need some company and we’re worried about you.” There’s two people but George can’t tell who they are, he can only whine in response. “I’m coming in George.” He doesn’t have the energy to even protest.
“Oh fuck, Carlos help me.” Max comes into George’s field of vision. “Let’s get you onto the bed.” He feels himself scooped into Max’s arms and pressed against his chest, it feels good here, his symptoms are almost gone. He whines in protest when Max lowers him down onto the bed and leaves him there. His omega instincts are loud and are begging him to roll over and present himself to the Alpha’s. He clenches tightly onto the bed sheets to stop himself rolling over and embarrassing himself of course Max and Carlos don’t want him.
“George not to be rude or anything but your scent smells really sour and you look like shit. If there’s anything I can do please just say, we want to help you.” His brain mistakes that for an order and he can’t stop himself he rolls over into the classic omega mating position, face down ass up. “Fuck me, please. Both of you.”
"We could double penetrate him." George hears Carlos saying to Max somewhere behind him. Max nearly chokes on his breath, George whines and leaks a ton of slick because yes that sounds perfect actually. Carlos growls. “Look how wet he is, he wants it.” Max looks conflicted. “He doesn’t know what he wants.”
"George it’s clear your body needs an alpha, but we won’t do anything you don’t want, tell us what you need" Max wraps his arms around George's neck and rests his head on his shoulder. "Fuck me, please." It feels so good just having an alpha this close, imagine how amazing it’s going to feel having two Alpha’s inside of him. “Please Max, I need it.”
“He wants the both of us, come on Max.” George nuzzles himself against Max. Please, can we, I need it" George moans sounding much more slutty than he intended but his instincts are taking over the rational thinking part of his brain, all he can think about is two massive alpha cocks inside of him. “Please?” George tries again noticing Max’s lack of response.
"Of course, baby if that’s what you want, but if it gets too much i'm putting a stop to it. I’m just worried you don’t really know what you want right now" It's pretty obvious he’s still on the bed with his arse high in the air, causing a river of slick to gather between his legs.
"Why don't we get this party started?" Carlos moans, George watches him over his shoulder, he wastes no time and pushes down his underwear and jeans with one swift move and frees his already hard cock from it cotton prison. It’s massive Carlos takes into his hands and gives it a few strokes. A very naked Carlos rummages through his bag and produces a bottle of lube. “He’s wet as fuck and looks like he doesn’t need it but I brought this just in case.”
"I'm going to open him up." Max raises his eyebrow at Carlos. "I don't trust you do it, of course he’s going to need stretching, he’s taking the both of us." Max tosses his Red Bull jersey onto the floor and settles himself behind George and lubes up his fingers. “It’s all at your pace, just let me know.” George nods pushing his ass higher into the air.
Max settles behind him his fingers slick with lube, he circles George’s dripping entrance. George glances up and sees Carlos staring at him. "Alpha, please come closer" George doesn’t recognize his voice it’s breathy and needy. Max choses that exact moment to sink the first finger inside. George whines it feels so good to finally have something inside of him, even if it is just a finger.
Carlos comes closer, he rubs his fingers between the sweat damp strands of George’s hair in a soothing motion. George blinks his eyes are unfocused, Max has two fingers inside now and he’s easily thrusting them in and out of him. "Carlos I need-” George doesn’t know what he’s asking for, he reaches out for Carlos’ hand who takes it and squeezes. “We’re going to make you feel so good, George.” George moans feeling Max sink a third finger inside of him.
Max pulls his fingers out of George’s throbbing hole and turns to Carlos. “I think he should take me first, because I'm bigger.” Carlos growls, his Alpha pride hurt at that comment. George whines, he doesn’t want his Alpha’s to fight, he wants them inside of him. “Alpha- Alpha’s please.”
“You’re upsetting him, fine he can take you first.” Carlos grins triumphant and lays down on the bed.
Max helps George to straddle Carlos. His pupils are dilated with lust and his hand shakes as he takes Carlos’ cock into his hand. "Fuck, George, come on baby" Crlos moans and places his hand on George’s hip for support.
"I’ve got you George.” Max keeps him steady as George sinks down onto Carlos’ cock, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip as he reaches the hilt with one swift move. George throws his head back, hands gripping tightly onto Carlos’ shoulder, clenching and unclenching around the cock inside him as he gets used to the feeling. It feels good, so fucking good his instincts are happy, he’s finally giving his body what it needs. Max watches Carlos’ knuckles turn white from how hard he's squeezing George’s hips as the omega slowly starts to ride him, with Max’s support. George is pliant under Max’s touch, letting the alpha do all the work.
"George" Max calls out and George moans and his eyes snap open. "Are you ok? You are unusually quiet" George nods rising the whole way up, only to sink back down onto Carlos again, both of them crying out in pleasure. “Need, this is what I needed.” George pants his brain turning to mush. “Max, I need more. I need it.”
"You’re doing so well George, you’re such a good omega" Max cups George's smooth jaw and presses a kiss onto his mouth, it takes George a minute to catch up but he soon starts kissing back. He didn’t expect Max to kiss him, but he wants more, he moans into Max’s mouth as their tongues slide together. Carlos is starting to feel a little left out again, so he thrusts up extra hard making George moan into Max’s mouth. "Fuck." George moans, causing Max to growl. “Careful with him.”
George purrs the omega inside of him loves the protective Alpha. “Need you, Max.” Max kisses his cheek in reward. "Tell me what you need me to do baby." Max pulls away from George’s mouth, who is panting heavily. "Your fingers, I need you inside me Max, please your fingers first." Max takes the bottle of lube from where Carlos left it on the bed. “Anything for you baby.” Max circles George’s rim where he's already stretched wide around Carlos. Max's cock is much bigger than Carlos’. “Are you sure you want this?” George nods, moaning. “Please, I need it.”
Max grabs the bottle of lube and pours a generous amount onto his fingers and pushes the first digit inside. "Max..." George pants, stalling his pace. "Feels so good.” Carlos snaps up his hips extra hard, George’s eyes roll into the back of his head, god these Alpha’s are spoiling him.
"You're doing so well." Carlos soothes, rubbing circles into George's bony hip as Max sinks a second finger inside, pulling a ragged breath from George. "Let me know if gets too much, you’re doing so well George." Carlos distracts George by kissing him as Max adds a third finger and starts thrusting them in and out of him. “Ngh, so full, so full, feels so good, I'm ready Max, please." George pants into Carlos’ mouth. "Are you sure?" Max asks feeling nervous, George can smell it on him, but he needs this, his body is craving both the Alpha’s so aggressively. “Yes, I need it.”
"If you need to stop, please just say. We won’t be mad at you, I promise" George chuckles. "That won't happen but I'll tell you, okay?" George is delirious and cock drunk; he just wants both Alpha’s filling him up to the brim. Max nods. "Okay, then let's stuff you up." It’s music to George’s ears.
Carlos grunts as Max pushes George onto him, he manages to catch him and peppers little kisses across is slack mouth as Max nudges the head of his cock against George’s stretched hole. "I'm going to start George." is the only warning he gets before he feels the pressure against him, for a moment he thinks Max's huge cock won't fit but the head slides inside much easier than he expected. George moans a mixture of pleasure and pain. “Max. Carlos. Ahh.” His eyes roll into the back of his head; Carlos kisses his sweaty temple in encouragement.
"It will start to feel good soon, I promise." Carlos slides his hands down George's body and spreads his ass open, giving Max much easier access. George braces himself, his breaths coming out in slow pants. "Max." Georgee grunts in a pained whine. "George, are you okay? Do you want me to stop?" Max starts but George cuts him off. "I'm fine, keep pushing." Max does as he told, giving George an inch at a time until he's all the way inside. Max feels dizzy from George's vice like grip around him. “Alpha’s so good, so fucking good.” George clenches, causing both Alpha’s to moan.
George is breathing heavy and ragged; his eyes remain closed. "Fuck this hurts so much." George laughs. "I feel so stretched open, I don't think i've ever been so full, but fuck it feels so good, so fucking good" Carlos’ hand is softly rubbing his lower back in soothing circles as Max peppers kisses over his sweaty neck, giving him all the time he needs to adjust. “Such a good little omega aren’t you?” max asks causing George to purr.
"I'm ready." George pants to no one in particular, letting himself go completely limp against Carlos sweaty body. Carlos remains completely still as Max slowly starts to move. Carlos keeps mostly quiet, Max is the one controlling the pace filling George with slow deep thrusts, Carlos himself starts move, just barely just enough to let George know he's there while kissing George through every thrust.
"More, I need more. I can take it, please" George whimpers into Carlos’ mouth as the Alpha spreads him wider, Carlos speeds up his thrusts to meet Charles pace, both Alpha’s filling him up with deep thrusts, sending him wild with pleasure. George bites down on Carlos’ shoulder desperately, his achingly hard cock is trapped against Carlos’ stomach and rubs against his skin.
George tries to arch up his hips to meet Max's now much harder thrusts, but it becomes overwhelming all too soon and instead he just lays against Carlos' chest, enjoying the way Carlos quickens his pace to match Max, both Alpha’s filling him beautifully to the brim. George can't do anything other than just lay there and enjoy the ride.
Max pushes George’s head down onto Carlos’ chest and kisses Carlos, who seems just as confused as George, but he happily kisses back. "What? I'm just a hole now?" George laughs, watching the two of them kissing pushes him towards to point of no return, fuck it's so hot.
George loses it first, the overwhelming feeling of being stretched to the brim and fucked hard is enough to push him over the edge, he screams as he comes spilling himself over Carlos’ body. They continue to fuck him hard through his orgasm, making sure to avoid overstimulation him as they search for their own orgasm.
Carlos is the next to lose it, his fingers claw at George’s skin as he reaches the height of his orgasm and spills his load inside, he slips out instantly, letting Max have his own moment with the omega
"Fuck, you're so hot, i'm so proud of you." Max pulls George back until he's sitting in his lap, his sweaty back pressed against Max’s chest. "You did you good baby" Max pants and fucks into George with all his might, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoes around the bedroom.
"Think you can manage one more?" Max wraps his hand around George's cock once again and strokes him to the same pace as his thrusts, until they come together, George blacks out from the force of his second orgasm as Max spills inside of him, his cum mixing with Max’s inside of him.
"Is he okay?" Carlos asks as Max gently lays him on top of the bed covers. "I think he's fine." George just whines in response, he feels cold and lonely. He wants a cuddle but his brain has turned to mush, and he can’t remember how to ask. Carlos wipes the mess off George's body with a damp wash cloth, which seems to be enough to wake him from his hazy state
"I’m cold.” He’s aware he sounds needy and pathetic, but he gets what he wants when he finds himself tucked up under the covers sandwiched between both Alpha’s. “George you’re under no obligation but if you want us or one of us to help you through your heat we don’t mind, you were so sick.” George hums enjoying the love and warmth. “I think I’ll be calling you for more than just my heat.”