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His desperation crawled under my skin, and scored my lips against his in an instant.
My tongue slithered into his lewd mouth. How could he talk like that with such a pretty mouth? No one deserved to see that.
He rolled his tongue around mine, thick saliva sticking and clouding in our mouths. The sweet noises he made right into my mouth were dimming my mind and languishing my limbs.
I was melting into him. My brain understood the meaning of it and instantly moved my body up, stealing my lips away from his. I was putting way too much weight onto him.
He gasped for air, frenzy evident in his noises. “Please… it’s so hot.”
I was going to give it to him anyway; he didn’t have to beg like that. But I loved his desperation.
“Where do you feel hot?” I breathed.
His chest heaved. He grabbed my hand and led it to his sweet, burning spot—his hole. So much slick was leaking out of him.
I gulped, taken aback by how naughty he was being. He’d completely lost his mind.
I closed the gap between our faces to just an inch and said, “Boss, are you sure you want this? Nothing else?”
“Please stop asking already. I’ve already given you my consent. Please…” he snapped. “I know what I’m doing. I need you. Please… please, please! I’m begging you. I can’t handle this heat anymore.” And then, he quickly returned to his needy state.
“Alright, you don’t have to snap at me,” I said, spreading his legs and adjusting a pillow underneath his hips.
“Now, be a good boy and relax your hole.” I soaked my finger with my saliva.
“Yes, alpha.”
I grasped his calves and placed them on my shoulders one by one before I began stroking his entrance.
“Please…” he pleaded.
“You’re still tight, loosen up,” I grumbled, my eyes glimmering.
His eyes once again glimmered violet. He quickly settled and said, “Yes, my alpha.”
I was not his alpha, but I didn’t correct him. He was too needy to realize what he was calling me.
Slowly, my finger slipped inside him. His insides were clasping and soaking me as I bent my finger slightly upward and started thrusting.
His scent became thicker with that; I worried some other alpha might hear him and wish to break their way inside. I did not want that.
“Am I hitting your spot?”
He nodded, burning with pleasure. I was trying so hard to control the needs of my body, but he was keen on making me lose it.
Swiftly, his body began trembling, his hole clasping around my fingers. It was as if he was begging to be impregnated. “You should really be careful about trusting alphas with the type of body you have.”
He wasn’t listening. He was just moaning against his palm, biting down hard on his flesh, which I exchanged for mine.
Suddenly, his body showed a reaction that aroused me so much I thought I’d climb over him and eat him up.
“Are you close?”
He nodded, cupped his hand over my mouth, and cried into my palm. I continued thrusting against his sweet spot until his moans turned into a silent cry of pleasure, and his body twitched like a broken record.
His insides were not letting my finger go. He needed that orgasm so badly.
Finally, it was delivered to him with a thigh-twitching sensation. I watched him settle with a hitching breath and then pulled my finger out.
I hadn’t seen anything as beautiful as him under me, quivering and showing me colors on his skin I’d never seen on an omega.
The omegas under me who had cried from an orgasm didn’t sound like him, didn’t smell like him. He was unlike any omega.
For a moment, I didn’t see him as my boss, but just as an omega. He was so different. All of it brought on a peculiar headache—simmering, thumping, and strong.
I rested beside his melting body and wrapped him in my arms. The sweat on his skin clung to me as his face slipped straight into my neck. “Alpha….” he cried.
“What is it?” I whispered.
“I-I want more. It’s not enough.”
A chuckle escaped my mouth. “How did I forget you’re in heat? Of course just fingering would not be enough for you.”
I slipped away and sat up, ordering, “Spread your legs,” while I searched in the drawer of the nightstand.
These types of high-end hotels catering to alpha meetings always had those things.
It wasn’t hard to find. It was just under the box of condoms.
I pulled it out, wrapped it around my waist, and lifted his right leg upon my shoulder. “Have you had it before?”
His lazy eyes gazed at the strap-on around my body and he gently nodded. His answer—I wasn’t expecting that.
I don’t know why, but I wanted him to deny it.
I leaned close, pressing my body against his. “Have you had the real thing before?” I glared into his eyes, looking for even a subtle alteration.
“N-no.” He shook his head.
The burn was somewhat put out inside my chest. I clenched my jaw and sat back up. He was leaking so much slick, twitching. “Please, hurry.”
I wondered who the alpha before me was who might have given him the same thing I was about to. I rubbed his slick back into his hole. He did not need it; he was already loose, hungry for his hole to be filled.
I put the tip against his hole and then thrust it inside him, watching the expression on his face change as his body heaved up.
Every inch of it slipped inside him. I could feel that I was touching the end of his hole. “Are you fine?”
He nodded, eyes closed, his head sinking into the pillow and his hair a mess. He looked so beautiful, taking my breath away.
I adjusted the strap-on inside him, grasping his right thigh tightly. Slowly, I began thrusting into him.
My breathing paced, my eyes glued to his face and body, watching every changing, tiny expression. I could not take my eyes off his neck. The pain in my skull only grew bolder at that sight.
He was relishing the pleasure when I yanked his hips closer by his leg. I leaned down, my teeth right above his slender neck. “Who fucked you before me?” I was surprised to hear the bitterness in my tone, but that was not important at that moment.
His eyes jolted open, landing upon my face. Fear. That’s what I thought I saw on his face.
“No one,” he whimpered, red and huffing.
“Liar.” I sat back up and pulled him onto my lap, thrusting harder. “Tell me who it was.”
He cried, his arms tightening around my neck. “Alpha… I swear, it was no one.”
I grasped his chin, my other hand around his waist. “Then how did you experience this before?”
“I’ve never–” his breath hitched, “I’ve never experienced this before. It was me…. I had to use the toy on myself… It was too much.”
I felt the surge disappearing within my chest, my muscles loosening.
A voice echoed in my mind.
He’s yours.
A chill ran down my spine.
I had never heard that voice before. I’d never felt the feeling required to hear it—the voice of the alpha inside me.
I pushed him back onto the mattress, put both his legs upon my shoulders, and rammed into him, witnessing a clear high in his moans. He was coming undone before me.
I pressed my hands beside his head and deepened the thrusts, just staring at him. He clung around my neck, quivering, his neck once again glimmering in my eyes.
He’s yours. Take him.
I couldn’t handle the headache any longer. The next thing I knew, my teeth were sinking into his neck, and he was crying and shuddering under me.
His scent was suddenly completely different from before. I could feel tension in my stomach, heat upon my skin, and dizziness in my head.
I was feeling what he was feeling—an intense high from an intense orgasm.
I blinked hard, sat up, and lifted him in my arms while he cried from pleasure. “It’s okay.”
I wasn’t realizing what I had done.
Was he?
I don’t think so.
Our bodies—there was something weird about the connection. He calmed down, nuzzling into my neck, his arms locked around me.
I put him back on the mattress and pulled off the strap-on. He begged for me to stay close upon seeing me stand up from the bed.
“Be a good boy and stay still. I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”
He nodded, watching me clean the mess we had made and order warm food for him.
I slipped back onto the mattress and wrapped him in my arms. He clung to me instantly and nuzzled into my shoulder. “My alpha…” he purred.
Did he know what we had done? Or was he still just under the effect of his heat?
Pheromones leaked off of me upon hearing that, sending tingles all over my body.
The omega is yours.
END OF THE SMUT
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He quickly sank his teeth into the side of my palm, sending a jolt down my spine. I was trying so hard to control the needs of my body, but he was keen on making me lose it.
His insides clung to my finger, so wet as if he was begging to be impregnated. “You should really be careful about trusting alphas with the type of body you have.”
He wasn’t listening. He was just moaning into my palm, biting down onto my flesh and quivering.
Suddenly his body began quivering like a leaf, his thighs shaking, his insides seizing my finger.
“Are you close?”
He cried into my palm. I continued thrusting onto his sweet spot until his moans turned into a silent cry of pleasure, his body twitching like a broken record.
His insides were not letting my finger go, but I pulled it out and wrapped him in my arms, laying beside him.
He continued twitching in my arms, and he whimpered in the croock of my neck, “alpha….”
“What is it?”
“I-I want more. It’s not enough.”
“How did I forget, you’re in heat. Ofcourse just fingering would not be enough for you.”
END OF THE WIP
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He was not listening, being bossy even in that state. I slapped his thigh hard and growled, “stay!” I don’t know why my eyes were glimmering red whenever I was reaching my limit.
His eyes once again glimmered violet. He quickly settled and said, “yes, my alpha.”
I was not his alpha, but I didn’t correct him. He was too needy to realise what he was calling me.
Gently, I rubbed my way inside him. He was tight like a virgin, moaning like one too.
I watched his waist arch and his stomach sink up and down as I fingers him, his throat creating such lewd noises. I worried some other alpha might hear him and wish to break their way inside. I did not want that.
So, I sealed his mouth with my palm. He grasped my wrist with both hands, looking at me with wide eyes.
“Am I hitting your spot?”
He nodded, quivering. “Bite my hand if it’s too much.”
END OF THE WIP
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