“Why do I feel like I itch everywhere?” Billy moaned. “My clothes don’t fit right, but they did this morning.”
“Oh, babe.” Cord had to chuckle. He was feeling the same way. “Here, does this help?” Cord untucked Billy’s shirt from the waist band of his pants and slid his hand against Billy’s back. “Does that feel better?”
“Yes. Yes.” Billy pressed against his hand, wiggling his body as if seeking more. “Touch me all over. You make the ache go away.”
Billy didn’t realize he was playing with fire. Cord knew that on a logical level, but his own heart was pounding, his blood rushing around his body as he knew what was to come. Logic was going to go flying out the window in the next five minutes.
Working quickly, Cord tugged Billy’s shirt over his head before ripping his own down the middle one-handed, quickly spreading the torn bits and exposing his chest. His plan was to pull Billy towards him, but Billy was already there, moaning as their skin touched and rubbed against each other. “Pants. Pants.”
It took a moment. It had been a while since Cord had been naked with anyone in an intimate setting, and he was still caught in the feeling of having Billy’s chest against his own. But when Billy reached down, pulling at his pants button and zipper, Cord took over.
“Let me.”Look at him!Cord swallowed his excess saliva as Billy’s pants ended up on the floor. He was used to being with bigger men – other alphas and bulky betas – but Billy had a lot of strength in his streamlined body. Billy’s cock fit snugly into the palm of Cord’s hand, and within seconds, his fingers were covered in spunk as Billy thrust his hips and howled at the ceiling. Cord licked his lips as Billy’s slender neck arched, showing his trust in his alpha.
Cord wanted to howl, too. He knew what happened next. Learning about omega heats was an integral part of their training and something all decent alphas learned about at school. Billy had just gone through stage one of a three stage process – his first orgasm. As Cord expected, Billy’s cock didn’t go down, and it wouldn’t. Not until they were both exhausted and Cord’s claim had been cemented.
“You. You.” Again, Cord wasn’t sure what Billy wanted. He was too busy mapping out the mounds of Billy’s curved butt, getting his mate used to his touch. But Billy’s eyes were fully glazed, his moist lips parted as he struggled to undo Cord’s pants. That was something Cord could do, and he did, shoving his pants halfway down his thighs as his cock sprung forward.
“Hmm, you smell so good.” Billy’s head bobbed down, rubbing his cheeks against Cord’s shaft, one side and then the other, the dampness from his lips sending tingles through Cord’s heavy balls.
“Suck the tip. Just the tip, baby. Wrap your lips around that.”
Cord was ready to come. Billy had his cock held like an ice cream cone, sucking on the end of it, his lips and the slight scrape of teeth adding to the sensation. Cupping his hand around the back of Billy’s head, Cord resisted the urge to thrust. There was no way his mate was ready for that, but gods, Cord had an active imagination when he needed one, and he could see it now – the day when Billy could take him completely down his throat.
But Billy’s butt was waving in the air, and that was where Cord needed to be. Holding Billy’s hips firmly, Cord moved him to one side of his legs so he could get rid of his pants completely. Shoes, which he’d forgotten about, thudded on the floor, but Billy didn’t notice, too busy exploring Cord’s cock with his fingers and mouth.
“Let me get to your butt, babe.” Cord’s voice had disintegrated into a growl, leaning over Billy’s head so he could reach. Billy immediately left his cock alone and sprawled his front half over Cord’s thighs, sticking his butt in the air. He was panting so hard that sweat was causing his dark curls to stick to his forehead and Cord knew he had to work fast.
Billy would already be feeling an ache inside – the ache his alpha’s cock would fill – but Cord had to make sure Billy’s own body was working the way it should be, producing the omega slick that protected Billy from any harm from Cord’s cock.
Leaning over, Cord growled against Billy’s skin. His nose was so close to Billy’s crack that he could smell the sweet scent of arousal. He ran his finger between Billy’s butt cheeks – they came away damp.Yes!He did it again, and this time, Billy wiggled, trying to nudge his finger into his hole. Cord held his finger over the small hole, panting and quietly counting in his head, trying to distract himself.
One…two…three…four…Billy’s body took his finger, and Colt wanted to yell to the heavens at how that slick tightness felt around his finger.
“More. More. I need more.” Billy punched the mattress in frustration, and rather than answer, Cord lifted Billy up, placing him on all fours.
“I’m getting there, babe, I’m getting there.” Cord scrambled around, knee walking between Billy’s spread legs, his cock thumping on Billy’s butt. Holding his length at the base, he rubbed the head of it up and down the crack, letting Billy’s natural juices slick his skin. The sweet smell, the way even more slick bubbled out from Billy’s butt –I can’t hold on!
On the next pass with his dick over that hole, Cord pushed, and he was caught. Cord’s trainer’s voice rang through his head –don’t force it when you first make entry. Just let your omega’s body do the work.
Did he ever know how hard that is to do?Cord’s toes were curling, and he could feel the raised rim at the base of his cock start to tingle. His knot. The one part of his alpha physique that had never worked until now. An alpha couldn’t knot with anyone but their own omega, and as Cord waited, he could finally understand where the term rut came from. His hips were aching with the need to slam his cock home.
“Move. Move. Move. I need you in me.” Billy was well past stage two. His face was bright red, and he was almost constantly moaning. “Please, alpha. Please.”
Cord would not let Billy beg. He was not the type of alpha who got off on making his sweet mate cry out in need. Grabbing Billy’s hips, he slammed home, the force of his thrust pushing his half hard knot past the slick resistance of Billy’s hole. Billy yelled, his hands clawed into the mattress, but his butt pushed back, urging Cord to do more.
Cord was in full rut mode. The ceiling could fall down, and he wouldn’t stop thrusting into his omega. He couldn’t move far - his knot was growing with every tap Billy’s butt made against his hips. But the combination of the tight heat around his entire length, the sweet pull of Billy’s slick teasing his nose, Billy moans, always for more, more, more…
His first orgasm hit him, and Cord’s wolf howled, knowing they were marking their omega’s insides, but Billy wasn’t stopping, and Cord couldn’t either. They would both orgasm at least three times before Cord’s knot made it too hard to move at all. He knew that in theory, but caught up in that moment, Cord couldn’t think beyond the moment he was in.
His body was moving entirely on instinct, his chest brushing over Billy’s back as he kissed and nipped along the nape of Billy’s neck. When the scent of Billy’s second orgasm filled the air, Cord bit harder, breaking the skin. He could feel the joy of Billy’s wolf with his, and that set off his own orgasm again.
Billy’s shoulders were sagging, and Cord knew he was getting tired, and chances were Billy’s knees were aching. He rolled them both onto their sides, making sure to keep Billy snug against him so his knot wouldn’t tug at Billy’s hole. The thrusts were slower now, more of a gentle roll as Cord used his length to stimulate Billy to the third and final orgasm. Billy tilted his head to one side, exposing the long line of his neck. “Mine.” Cord struck, sinking his teeth deep into the crook of Billy’s neck as his orgasm washed through him one last time.
“Yours.” Billy sighed, his cock twitching and a small trickle of come flowing from the tip. “And you’re mine.”
Truer words had never been spoken. Cord could feel them, soul deep, both for him and his wolf. He held Billy close, gently wiping the sweat from his mate’s brow, stroking down his flushed cheeks and chest, showing with words he didn’t have the strength to speak, how much he cherished Billy’s acceptance of him and his wolf.
He knew from his training that his knot would take about thirty minutes before it went down enough for him to slip free of Billy’s body, and in that moment, Cord understood why alphas had knots in the first place. It was the perfect time to show a gentle kind of affection for the man he’d barely known a matter of hours, but who Cord felt he’d known his whole life.My omega.
