At this point, it was actually to Owen's credit that he waited until 6 o'clock before dragging the beta male out of Ronan and dumping him on the ground. The boy was out like a light. Nothing would wake him. Anna probably would not have waited at all. Mitchel really shamed himself at the end of his turn. She honestly could not believe it could go that badly. He would have been better off if he had just pulled out and make out with Ronan after the first round. The heat suppressants wore off. Anna had to deal with Rhys. She could not bother herself with Mitchel. Molly was taking care of Reid's needs. Owen frowned as he watched cum drip from Ronan's ass. The omega that he wanted was scent marked by a rival. It was one upside of his second round. All of the sweat mingled with his boyfriend. As the heat began to take hold of him, he widened his stance. Owen's not popped at the back of his dick. He was in rut. Things like beta cum mattered a whole lot less. He reached in and scooped it out with his fingers. "Yeah! Show him who's the real alpha here!" Simon cheered.
Simon had also popped his knot. He could not breach Reilly. But he was going to get his rocks off from practice mating. Underwear would be worn the whole time on both sides. "Thanks for that, Simon. You can do it too, Make it so he feels it through his boxer briefs." Owen said. Anna knew they were friends. Being in this situation together riled them up. Anna wanted to see the action, so she straddled her husband and he began to fuck her. Owen had scooped out as much as he could before talking. "That beta is a loser. Get rid of him already. I'm the only one that can get deep inside you." he said. It was not a boast. He was not teasing. Own was saying a cold, hard fact. It was hard to argue when you compared the 10.5 inch, hard dick with a knot to Mitchel's 6.5 inch flaccid cock. The difference was like night and day. Owen grabbed him by the hips. The omega moaned from the touch. "He already stretched you. I don't want you getting spoiled." he said as he lined up his dick. Ronan was looking at from from over his left shoulder. Owen thrust in him. Ronan moaned so lewdly.
Breaching complete, it was time for Owen to rack up his own sexual conquest. Owen and Simon were not virgins. They both knew exactly what to do. Owen went 4 long rounds of Fever Time. Practice mating prepared people for the 4 neophyte positions. Neophyte was a term for those who had not awakened to their secondary gender yet. People that did awaken unlocked 2 more positions regardless of gender. Position 5 was a mating press. The sixth position was the amazon position. The top pressed the advantage over the bottom by stepping forward so that they could sit down on the raised thighs of the bottom. Alphas had a seventh position exclusive to sessions involving them. While knotted, the bottom is rolled through so that they were both on all fours, butt to butt, The alpha throws their hips back against the partner's ass. The top did not have to be the alpha, but it was rare that a non alpha would be able to top one, let alone get to position 7 without getting bucked. Owen got to position 7 at the end of the second Fever Time. Ronan came so much he passed out.
