Page 37 of Omega's Secret Guardian
Storm hurriedly shook his head. “No, no. You locked the door fine. No one else can get in. I’m sorry I said you locked it wrong the first time. I just... didn’t want you to be suspicious of me.”
“Then how did you get in?”
Storm’s cheeks burned. “I... have a key.”
Linus’ eyes bugged out. “How?”
“Are you sure you want to know?”
Linus hesitated. “I don’t know. Why... Why me?”
“Because... you gave me a purpose.”
“How?”
Storm hesitated. “Your Youtube videos. I was in a bad place a few years ago. Then I found your videos and they helped me more than you’ll know.”
“They’re just... class videos.”
“Not to me. When you talk about matrices and computer arrays? I could watch you all day. Well, I did. You can ask my friends. But I’d rather you not, because they’ll just embarrass me.”
Linus stared as though Storm had told him Santa was real. “Have we spoken on there before?”
At that, Storm fidgeted. “Maybe.”
He wanted to get out of here before Linus changed his mind about this whole breaking-and-entering thing, except Linus was watching him thoughtfully, his gaze wandering over the tattoos on Storm’s chest and arms.
“Dragon,” Linus breathed. “You’re CagedDragon.”
Stormblushed.“That was really fast, Professor.”
“We’ve spoken foryears,” Linus said incredulously. “You’ve already graduated. You graduated frommy classes.” He huffed.“And there I was, wondering how you managed to answer my question last week.”
“We discussed something similar last year,” Storm mumbled.
Linus’ mouth twitched in a smile. “You should stay for dinner.”
Storm’s heartleaped.“As professor and student?”
Linus shrugged; his gaze dropped to where Storm was still clutching his shirt around his cock. He looked away hurriedly. “As... As thanks for helping me with those alphas.”
“Okay. Sounds good.” Storm continued to back away. “Well, let me get cleaned up, and, uh, more presentable.”
Linus turned red again. “Okay.”
Storm fled so he could get some space to think. He locked himself in the hallway bathroom, unwrapping his come-sodden shirt from his hips.
He kept looking at my cock.Storm throbbed.
He shouldn’t jerk off again. And yet... His thoughts kept straying back to Linus. Linus had just seen him covered in his own come. He’d seen Storm’s cock dripping with it.
This was one of his favorite fantasies, showing Linus exactly how big he got for his omega. How much come he wanted to put inside Linus.
Storm brought his hand to his nose, the one that had picked up Linus’ slick-covered dildo. There was still a hint of musk on his skin, a scent that was undoubtedly his omega’s.
He groaned and licked off the traces of Linus’ slick, heat shooting straight through his cock.
No, there was no way it would go down if he tried to ignore it. Not with Linus’ most intimate smells in his nose, on his tongue. He was starting to drip again. “Fuck.”
