“Did you know he was gonna be here?”
“No.”
“Harbour.”I narrowed my eyes at him.
“Okay, maybe I’ve seen him here before, but I didn’t know he’d be here right now.”
Emil was sandwiched between two alphas as he danced with what seemed like endless hands roaming all over his body, one sneaking underneath his sinfully tight black t-shirt.
Unlike most omegas, Emil was fucking stacked.He was five foot six according to his stats, but he was broad and thick everywhere.His wavy brown hair was tied up into a bun on his head and one of the alphas tugged it to one side, exposing the column of his neck before kissing and licking his sweat-covered skin.
Frozen to the spot and harder than I’d been in my life, I watched as Emil gyrated to the music, pushing his arse back into the crotch of the man behind him.
I barely breathed as the man in front of him reached his hand around Emil, pushing under the waistband of his jeans until Emil thunked his head against the chest at his back and closed his eyes in pleasure.
“Wait,” Harbour shouted as I sprinted down the stairs without thinking.Emil should have been lost in the crowd, but I was like a dog on a scent and his arousal led me to him in under a minute.
The man who’d had his hand down the back of Emil’s trousers was licking slick off his fingers and I wanted to rip his hand clean off.
“Leave,” I growled at him.
“What?”he sputtered.“Is this your boyfriend or something?”he directed at Emil.
The omega in question just stared up at me with a confused and slightly dazed expression on his face, but eventually shook his head.
“Listen, mate, if he's not your boyfriend, back off.”The man pressed a hand to my chest and tried to shove me back.I was 130kg of muscle and didn’t budge.
The alpha who’d been standing behind him had already scarpered and when I stepped in front of Emil and repeated for the man to leave, he finally huffed and stormed off.
“What the hell?Why did you—”
Cutting Emil off, I grabbed him by the biceps and tugged him towards the bathroom before pulling him into the first empty stall I found and locking the door behind us.
“What are you doing?”he panted.
I took a deep breath to centre myself, but all I did was inhale the scent of his slick once more and I became an alpha possessed.
“Undo your jeans and face the door.”
Emil gulped and, with shaking fingers, undid the top button of his jeans and pulled down the zip before turning and placing his palms on the toilet door.
I crowded in behind him and tugged his jeans just low enough to expose his arse, which was framed by a red jock strap making his bubble butt look even more edible than usual.
With one hand, I lifted his t-shirt enough to expose his back so I could run my fingertip down the length of his spine and down to his crack.When he arched his back in response, a moan escaped my lips.
“Why did you come here tonight?”I asked.
“You know why,” he replied stubbornly.
I ran my finger between his cheeks, and the slick gathered there coated my finger.
“Fucking soaking wet, Cherry.What’s got you so wet tonight?”I whispered into his ear.
He didn’t reply, merely moaning in response when I pressed the tip of my thumb into his dripping hole.
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