Oliver was about to give the alpha a lecture about exactly what classified a vehicle as being ‘road legal’ in the UK, but his body chose that moment to rip him a new arsehole.
Agony shredded his spine as though a vice were squeezing his hips and shattering his pelvis. He cried out, both hands reaching up to grip the headrest as his back arched off the seat. His legs shook uncontrollably, and before he could clench his body, thick slick gushed through his boxers and covered his thighs.
Lucas let out a low, guttural sound as he slammed on the brakes and swerved into the grassy verge. Suddenly, Oliver’s seat was thrown backwards, and he yelped as it tipped into full recline. Lucas straddled the passenger seat, pulling Oliver beneath him as he peeled off his vest. Rough hands gripped Oliver’s knees, pushing them back and towards his chest. And,shit, he really was about to be eaten alive, judging by the blackness of the alpha’s eyes.
“Oliver,” Lucas growled, nuzzling his face into the scent gland beneath Oliver’s ear. He reached up to unhook his hands from the head-rest, but Oliver was gripping it so tightly that not even alpha could pry them free.
“I’m scared, Lucas,” he whispered. The words were so quiet they were barely audible. “I’m scared.”
Lucas let out a breath and released his hands. The heat in his expression fell away as he gazed down at the sigma beneath him. “Of me?” He breathed.
Oliver squeezed his eyes shut, letting out a shaky breath. “N-No, not you.”
Lucas swallowed and cupped his face, thumbs tracing the clammy skin under his eyes. He peppered kisses across Oliver’s hairline, nose rubbing in the damp white-blonde tendrils. “Then what? Please, Reed. Tell me what you need.”
He needed to be at home. Needed the comfort of his bed, and his blankets, and his pillows. He needed the heat to stop.
“Of this,” he whispered, nose wrinkling as another excruciating wave washed over him. Lucas held him, rubbing little circles into his hips as he writhed. The weight of the alpha helped satiate some deep rooted instinct to be claimed, but soon it wouldn’t be enough.
“Of rutting? Of your heat?” Lucas asked, as the scorching pain subsided. He touched Oliver’s lips, his chin, his ears, as though he were the most fragile thing in the world.
Overwhelming shame washed over him, as he eventually said, “Yes.”
Lucas’ eyes softened as he bent down to press a tiny kiss to the corner of his mouth. “Oliver… have you never been knotted before?”
The question should have been embarrassing, like asking a teenager if they were a virgin. But the way Lucas’ breath shook as he exhaled against his temple made Oliver’s legs tremble even more.
“T-That’s not it,” he replied, cracking his eyes open. “I have… done that before. A long time ago. But it… it didn’t end well. As in… what happened afterwards.” The words came out stunted and awkward, but Oliver forced them through his teeth, anyway.
“He hurt you,” Lucas whispered, pressing their foreheads together. “Your mate.”
Oliver swallowed, his brows pinching together. “N-Not my mate, just?—”
Thunder rumbled through the clouds, making the Yellow Peril shudder. Oliver dropped his head, letting out a quietwhimper. Silence hung between them for a long moment, the only sound coming from the rain drumming against the car. Eventually, Lucas dropped his head to press a long, hard kiss to Oliver’s forehead.
“I will love you,” he whispered, pushing his face into Oliver’s neck. “God, I will cherish you, if you’ll let me.”
Oliver squeezed his eyes shut, because he wanted to believe that with every fibre of his being. But the sharp knife of betrayal still twisted in his back with every breath he took. He wanted to wrench it out, to toss it into the abyss and give it a big old ‘fuck you.’ But he couldn’t. Not yet. He wanted to say as much when Lucas pried his hand off the head-rest.
Pushing himself onto his forearms, he took Oliver’s hand and pressed it flat to his chest, forcing him to feel the way it thrummed beneath his touch.
“I don’t know what happened to you,” Lucas began, voice pained. “Perhaps I’ll never know. But what Idoknow is that you bring light into this dark world. And that you, and you alone, make my heart race faster than a Lego fucking Ferrari.” That made Oliver smile, despite the anxiety stabbing his chest. “But,” Lucas continued. “I will never take more than you are willing to give. I’ll call your brother, I’ll wait outside and?—”
“You’re a bastard, you know that?” Oliver whispered, wrapping his arms around Lucas’ neck and pulling him into an open-mouthed kiss. Lucas sagged, the tension draining away as Oliver cradled him between his thighs.
“It’s been said,” he replied, but Oliver’s mouth swallowed the words.
There was a thunderclap just as another wave rolled through him, but that time, he wrapped his legs around the alpha’s waist and drew their hips together. Lucas nipped his lip, shoving the pink shirt up to expose Oliver’s sweaty skin. Oliver tipped his head back, soft gasps escaping his kiss-swollen lips as the alphabent down to take his nipple between his teeth. He lifted his hips, allowing Lucas to peel down his soaking wet boxers which made his swollen cock slap painfully against his stomach.
“It hurts,” he whined, spreading his legs so one foot pressed against the foggy window, the other against the dashboard.
“I know, sweetheart.”
“P-Please, alpha—” Oliver whined, his last thread of self-control, snapping apart.
A low rumble shook through both their bodies, and Oliver couldn’t tell if it was from Lucas or the thunder. He cried out as Lucas reached between them, fingers circling his cock as he began stroking the engorged head. He wasn’t sure if it felt better or worse, overwhelmed by the maddening tingle of heat that made every inch of him itch. He needed release, and he needed it now. Bucking his hips, he ground his cock harder into Lucas’ hand.
“Easy,” the alpha whispered. “It’s alright.”
