“P-Please, Lucas,” he whimpered, as Lucas ran his tongue across his navel. The dim moonlight cast incredible shapes across Lucas’ back, the shadows clinging to the dips and peaks of his toned body.
Oliver let out a strangled sound when the alpha finally pressed his lips to the tip of his cock, kissing and sucking the entirety of his length as he massaged his little knot with his fingertips.
“Ah!” Oliver cried, foot slipping along the condensated window. “F-Fuck—” He panted, as Lucas somehow folded himself into the footwell.
Gripping the backs of Oliver’s thighs, he pushed his knees to his chest and sank his face into the depths of his crease. Oliver’s cock pulsated as a stream of pearly seed pumped out, coating his stomach and dribbling onto the grey seat. Lucas purred, pressing his mouth against his balls, his undercarriage,and finally, his hole.Oliver keened as a rush of slick gushed out, coating the alpha’s chin and mouth.
“S-Sorry,” he panted, hands returning to grip the head-rest. He felt more than heard Lucas chuckle against his skin, as he lapped at his entrance, tasting his arousal and bathing in his scent. He wanted Lucas to crawl inside him, to possess him, to violate him in the deepest, most personal way imaginable.
When Lucas sank his fingers into his entrance, it felt as though the earth had been tipped on its axis and he couldn’t work out which way was up and which was down. His legs spasmed as the alpha’s fingers rubbed the long-forgotten gland within him, making his hole soften and his mouth hang open. He came long and hard onto Lucas’ fingers, body clamping around the alpha as if he were a prisoner of war.
Kissing and nipping his thighs, Lucas waited for the shuddering orgasm to quiet before withdrawing his fingers. Slick poured from him, andGod helpthe ancient grey seat because only holy water could save it fromthosestains.
Then Lucas was above him, bearing down on him like a wolf would a lamb. “Come here,” Oliver whispered, drawing the alpha’s wet lips to his own. He mewled as Lucas’ fangs slid to his neck, grazing the network of tendons and ridges. His teeth practically gnashed against Oliver’s throat, a silent and desperate request to please,pleaselet him bite—let him claim. But Oliver let out a ragged breath as he shoved the alpha back, his inner wolf snapping defensively for the briefest of moments, before dropping to its belly with a whimper. “Not now, not yet.”Oliver’s sandy wolf whispered across the bond. “Too much, too soon, not ready.”
It was a gamble, because Lucas could well have bitten him in that moment. A temporary reprieve on the alpha’s part, but it would have soured any future bond they shared. So, with a quiet whine, Lucas dropped his head and relented.
Oliver huffed, popping open Lucas’ trousers. The alpha let out a relieved groan as his cock sprang free, pressing it against Oliver’s thigh.
“You’re going to be the death of me, Reed,” Lucas said, a soft smile pulling at his lips.
Oliver glanced down, locking eyes on the thick cock pressing into the back of his leg. It was long and beautifully proportioned, with a slight curve at the tip. Dark pubic hair crowned the emerging knot, and continued up the alpha’s stomach in a thin trail. And as Oliver ran his hand over Lucas’ abdomen, he realised—yes,yesthat was a fucking belly button piercing intersecting his navel.
He would have said something witty about men with hidden piercings, but Lucas silenced his thoughts with an impatient kiss. With that, Oliver reached between them and took hold of the alpha’s length. It was far, far more engorged than his own, and the knot at the base felt painfully hot.
“Oliver,” Lucas whispered, kissing his temple. “Tell me to stop and I will.”
In response, Oliver moaned and wriggled his hips into a more comfortable position. The alpha’s nostrils flared as he gripped his slim waist with both hands and pulled his arse flush with his groin. Without another word, Oliver guided Lucas to his entrance. The blunt head of his cock pressed on the wet ring of muscle, and after a moment of resistance Lucas sunk inside him all the way to the hilt.
Relief. Sheer fucking relief washed over Oliver as the open void within himfinallyhad something to hold onto. Lucas’ breath tickled his face, the heat, the want, theneedof their bodies enveloping them both. The intimacy was almost frightening, or would have been were it not for the alpha’s thumb stroking his cheek.
Then another clap of thunder rumbled the sky, and suddenly Lucas was moving, then snarling as he planted one hand on the centre console, the other roughly bruising Oliver’s hip. The sigma welcomed the roughness, he was tired of tiptoeing around their desire. They were there, together, in that moment, and no one would stop the rut that had been hanging between them since the day they met. He threw his hips up, hooking his knees over Lucas’ elbows in a shameless need to feel the alpha deeper within him. Lucas obliged, rolling his hips forward so that his balls slapped his arse cheeks.
“Ah… Ngh,” Oliver moaned, as stars burst across his vision at how the alpha’s cock rubbed his insides with every thrust. Pressure grew in his lower back, as the relentless pounding made another wave of slick coat his insides. Lucas clenched his teeth, his thrusts becoming wild and erratic as he bore down on Oliver without mercy.
“Reed…Oliver…Baby. I’m going to—” The alpha panted.
“Yes,” Oliver hissed, letting his knees slip from Lucas’ arms to his waist, drawing their bodies together. He threw his head back as the alpha’s knot sunk inside him. A momentary jolt of pain, followed by a breathtaking sense of relief. He came hard, as Lucas’ seed spilled deep within him, filling him until there was no question of who had claimed him.
The alpha rocked his hips against Oliver’s arse, his knot tugging and pressing against the tight ring of muscle keeping him inside. It sent tiny tremors of pleasure shooting down Oliver’s legs, and he wrapped his arms so tightly around Lucas’ neck, that it was a wonder he could move at all. He never wanted it to end—the gentle give and take as the alpha pulsed within him, until the heat of climax burned down into glowing embers.
For Oliver, his heat had never contained laughter and pleasure in equal measure. When Patrick knotted him, there’d been nothing but dread and self-loathing. But there, in the sun-set yellow Citroen, he felt safe—in spite of the storm that raged outside.
Neither spoke as Lucas pressed his ear to Oliver’s chest, and in return, Oliver ran his fingers through the alpha’s sweat-damp hair, marvelling at how soft it was to the touch.
“I meant it, you know?” Lucas whispered, pressing a kiss to Oliver’s sternum.
Oliver let out a breathy laugh. “Which bit? You’ve said a lot of embarrassing things in the last twenty-four hours.”
Lucas sighed, leaning up to nip Oliver’s lip. “All of it.”
THIRTEEN
TIRAMISU IN FLIGHT
Oliver blinked awake just in time to see the garage door shuddering to life. As they rolled into the underground car park, both he and Lucas looked as though they’d been taken captive by the fae and compelled to participate in a wild, outdoor sex ritual. Oliver with his love-bitten neck, and sticky skin. Lucas with his bloody nose, mud caked trousers and feral gleam in his eyes.
Stretching his legs into the footwell, Oliver waited for Lucas to check the coast was clear—because he didnotneed his neighbours seeing him like that. The alpha’s heavy footsteps returned moments later, echoing around the garage. He glanced at the front of the car, grimacing as he looked up at Oliver through the window. Oliver frowned and pushed open the door, stumbling like a baby deer as his legs trembled beneath him. Lucas caught his waist, tucking him against his body.
