The tension breaks

Enzo sat in front of the TV, staring blankly at the bright colors as he flipped through the channels. He was trying (and failing) to take his mind off of the action taking place upstairs, and the fact that the loud pounding sounds were back wasn't helping.

“Enzo?”

His head turned robotically, but he came back to his senses as he saw Allie standing next to the couch. She was holding a tattered red cloth over her chest, which Enzo recognized as the remains of the shirt Becky had been wearing.

“That was over faster than I expected,” Enzo said, giving his girlfriend a nod and making room for her to sit.

Allie flinched at the comment, even though he hadn’t meant it to seem harsh or pointed. He almost apologized, but he wasn't sure what to say.

“I mean, he usually takes his time with you,” Enzo explained, patting the seat next to him.

“Um, yeah,” Allie muttered as she sat down, studying Enzo's expression cautiously. “I asked for a break so I could spend some time with you. Becky’ll probably keep him busy for a while, so I think we’re good for now... Are you okay?”

Enzo turned his head once again to look at Allie, and regarded her quietly. He wasn’t angry, and he certainly didn’t feel betrayed; even as the sight of her enjoying herself on Gary’s lap drifted back to the forefront of his mind, he found that he could only sympathize with her.

“If you’re worried that I’m upset about what I saw upstairs, I’m not. I understand,” he said finally. “I mean it. I really do.”

Allie let out a breath, relaxing as she realized that Enzo truly meant what he said.

“It’s not something I can help,” Allie said quietly and insistently, staring at the TV. Suddenly the thumping from upstairs grew louder, and her face flushed slightly as she continued. “I have this craving to see him, and be around him, and it’s been growing ever since he knocked me up. I thought it would pass, y'know? He’s not the first Alpha that I’ve been with, but there’s just this--this itch.”

Some of the cloth slipped from her shaky grasp, and it revealed more of her large and swollen breasts. Enzo’s eyes followed the movement, and his breath caught in his throat when he noticed teeth marks around Allie’s puffy areola.

As his cock grew hard, he felt less ashamed and guilty than usual... But Allie blushed harder as she noticed his gaze.

“You don’t have to cover up,” Enzo said, reaching out and tugging at the hand holding up the red cloth. “I... I love you just the way you are. That isn’t going to change because of Gary.”

Allie squeaked nervously, then let the tattered garment drop into her lap. Her large breasts were free for Enzo to gaze upon, and the damage was worse than he’d previously thought. From her collarbone down, he could count at least three sets of lovebites that his future stepfather had left on his girlfriend. It was so rough, so primal, and it made her seem like his possession--

“You look beautiful, Allie,” Enzo whispered hoarsely, and Allie blushed a deeper pink. “I’ve... Known something was up for a while. You’ve been trying to get his attention, and it's working.”

“I told you I’m not mad,” Enzo added quickly, when Allie’s guilty expression returned. He squeezed her delicate hand in his gently. “I wasn’t lying... but I’d like to think that you still love me.”

“I do.” Allie’s voice cracked with emotion. Then she lunged at Enzo, throwing her arms around his neck. Her bare breasts pressed into his shirt as she squeezed him against her. “I really, really do. I’ve never felt this way for anyone else, Enzo. I want what we have to last.”

“That’s enough for me,” Enzo murmured into her ear.

The young couple stayed like that for several minutes, whispering their love and baring their feelings to one another. The tension that Enzo had felt build between them over the past few weeks seemed like it had evaporated into thin air, and in that moment he was a very happy young man.

Until Allie pulled away, and gave him a look full of suspicion. “Well, you say these things now,” she began, squinting at him. “But what if Gary does make you an Alpha? You won’t just forget me then, will you?”

“Of course not,” Enzo replied earnestly, confused as to where all of this was coming from.

“So... You won’t be too busy nailing your mother?” Enzo flinched in Allie’s arms, then let out a sigh of relief when she burst into giggles. “I’ve seen how you look at her when she’s... Compromised, babe. Should I be worried?”

“Hey, that’s a compliment, if anything.” Enzo replied, pinching Allie’s waist as he growled in mock indignation; she squealed happily as she tried to push his tickling hands away. “She looks so much like you now--”

“Stop! Stop, Enzo--Mph.” Their eyes met again, and Enzo claimed his girlfriend’s parted lips.

After a few seconds he pulled away, running his hand up Allie's knee and towards her slit. “Can I?”

“Let me use my hand,” Allie murmured apologetically. “I don’t know when he’ll want me again.”

“Okay,” Enzo replied, quickly unbuttoning in his pants without missing a beat. His erection sprang into view.

“You’re so excited...” Allie smiled as she grasped it in her soft fingers. Then she leaned over, and Enzo gasped as she drooled onto his knob and started stroking. “Play with my tits if you want.”

“I can’t touch anywhere else?” The corner of Enzo’s lip lifted when she rolled her eyes.

“You can,” she snorted. “But unless you want to sift through a bunch of sticky cum, I wouldn’t recommend it.”

“I want to make you feel good too.”

Allie’s smile widened. “I feel great already, babe,” she whispered into his ear huskily, pulling his hand onto her large breast. Enzo groaned as she picked up the pace. “Now, just let it out in my hand.”

Enzo nodded as he squeezed the pillowy flesh of Allie’s breasts with his hands. She seemed mildly amused at how easy he was to please, shifting and bucking his hips with every stroke. In no time at all, he was leaned back against the couch and blowing his load over her hand and thigh.

“I’ll do something more special for you when we have more time,” Allie said, wiping her hand clean with the red rag as she watched her boyfriend regain his bearings. “Maybe tonight?”

Enzo nodded breathlessly... But before he could speak, Becky showed up behind Allie and wrapped her arms around her waist.

“Hey, cutie. Didn’t have enough upstairs?” Becky giggled, kissing Allie’s neck sensually while feeling up her big breasts. The delivery girl's hair and makeup were a mess, but she looked absolutely delighted as she fondled Allie.

“You were watching?” Allie blushed a deep red as the other girl ran her hands over her body, but didn’t make any attempts to stop her as her nipples were squeezed and tugged.

“Just the last bit. Don’t worry, I won’t tell him you were being naughty on your ‘break.’” Becky’s tone was mischievous as her hands slid down the large bump on Allie’s abdomen. “...As long as you help me convince him to give me one of these.”

“Becky!”

Enzo’s flaccid penis twitched as Allie gave him a playful smile, before turning around to leave. He watched the bare backsides of the two girls as they walked upstairs together Allie’s hand drifted to Becky’s juicy ass, and he saw viscous white fluid dripping from between both of their thighs.

As they left, Enzo's gaze fell upon the torn shirt. Once he was sure he was alone, he snatched it up and escaped to his bedroom.