Corrigan clicks his tongue in mock disapproval, rising to his feet and moving behind Benji, so he can feel the exact moment the pup comes. "Such a greedy, needy little whore, aren't they?" He sighs, absently kissing the side of Benji's neck, even as the young wolf's knees buckle, thighs quivering as he desperately tries to keep from coming.

"P-Please--" Benji whimpers, already twitching and leaking in Kurt's mouth, spurts of spend escaping him as they moan around his cock. Another helpless whine, as he arches back against Corrigan. "A-Alpha, c-can I...?"

"Yes, love, you can come," Corrigan responds, arms wrapping around Benji, nuzzling the crook of his neck. It's still a source of pride, after all this time, that Benji still submits to him so eagerly, so quickly. "You'll just need to get Kai's cock ready for our mate's throat while Naseer has his turn." Hardly a punishment.

Permission given, Benji tightens his grip on Kurt's long, silky hair, thrusting up hard and releasing down their throat, growling at the dizzying pleasure and relief. Huffing a little at having to give up his place in Kurt's ass, Kai nevertheless starts easing his cock free, his spend trickling down their thighs.