After Reilly blew his load, he was replaced by Rhys. Rhys did not need a condom. He was her husband. Molly and Ronan got into position on their bed. Reid and Mitchel got behind their partners and grabbed them by the hips firmly. It not the first time that they had done this. It might have been the first time that everyone would do it together at the same time. "That's it. You need a firm grip so you can take control and find the right rhythm." Anna said from the floor. Reilly was done for the evening, so he was going to take a shower while this went on. "Don't stop after the first round. Keep going until your hips get tired of moving." she encouraged. She wanted them to get used to going into Fever Time. That was where all the high point scores came from. With that, it was time to begin. Rhys was just as capable as Reid and Reilly. She let them top all the time and made sure they hit Fever Time at least once per session. The omega males were all able to get Anna to position 3 from the amount of times they did it. The 3 all knew her body well. Their experiences translated easily.
Unfortunately for Ronan, that was not the case with Mitchel. Even though he had a bigger dick, he did not know how to use it. While the others could get through 2 longer rounds of Fever Time and move to position 3, Mitchel could barely get to the end of the first round before blowing his load in position 1. No one could deny that what they felt for each other was real. Ronan loved his boyfriend. Mitchel felt the same way. But even the most loyal and stalwart partner could still feel the effects of FOMO. Ronan was missing out at truly satisfying sex. Mitchel was able to calm down his heats, but the itch always remained. When exposed to alpha pheromones, Mitchel was there to break him out of that state. It still was not enough to cure it all the way. Because he had never been breached, Ronan's internal womb could not get any satisfaction. The hymen was still in place. Mitchel was not even big enough to reach it. What was worse than that was the fact that Mitchel did not seem to be aware of this. Culturally, all omega males were seen as a lesser. Their pleasure did not matter too much.
Between their regular sex sessions and the fact they cared deeply for each other, it was totally possible for Mitchel to not see that there was any problem. Anna really did not envy Ronan. He could not tell the beta. How do you tell a partner, much less someone you love, that they are not able to satisfy you sexually without destroying that relationship? That would basically be letting that reporter win. He did not want that alpha to be right. All he could hope was that Mitchel would get better with some more experience with mating and the positions. Flopping over on Ronan's back after blowing his load with a goofy face showed he was not taking it too seriously. Mitchel was a level 13 beta male. Ronan was a level 27 omega male. Ronan could handle it just fine, but he should not have to. Reid Reilly and Rhys were all level 31. The practice mating granted experience. Anna had a knack for it. Her disgustingly high scores doing it translated straight into great exp. for them. The bottom got half the exp. of their top. The 4 brothers were gaining exp. from defeating others at tournaments.
