Corrigan laughs, a spent, pleased rumble of sound, kissing the bright, tender mark on Kurt’s neck once more. Then he's reluctantly shifting away, ignoring the disgruntled emotions it prompts. Instinct demands he stay with his mate, that he breeds them again and again, but a good alpha isn't greedy. Besides, by the time the rest of the pack is sated, he'll be ready to go again.

So he slowly slides his softening cock free, petting at Kurt’s trembling thighs as he does. "Shhh, just a moment, you won't be empty long, little one," he soothes, smugly proud at the amount of come spilling onto the grass. Kurt may not be a wolf, may not have the instinctive urge to not lose any of their alpha’s spend, but being suddenly empty must be uncomfortable.

So he gently guides the shivering human to their hands and knees, keeping a hand under their rounded stomach to steady them, get them into the right position for what he has in mind. Unlike his claim, which must be made unchallenged, only him and his mate, the rest of the pack can...simultaneously enjoy Kurt’s perfect, pliant body. They'll take turns knotting them, of course, but if they're going to satisfy the entire pack, it's high time they learn to multitasking.

So, pressing down on Kurt’s shoulders, lifting their hips, Corrigan shoots Naseer a bemused smirk. "Your turn, brother of mine. You don't mind if Kai and Leo start training their mouth while you fuck them, do you?"