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“She, uh, she smells…”
“What?” He was out of his chair. “How does she smell?” His entire demeanor had changed, and his scent was aggressive.
I found myself whining, backing down. Now my head was down, but it was in a instinctual posture, showing my neck, offering it to him, acknowledging him. He was the heir, after all. We were all alphas, but Devlin was leader of the pack.
He took what I offered. He was on me, pressing my body backwards into the door, his teeth in my neck.
I gasped at the sensation as submission flooded my body, all down my spine, and I went limp, dangling from his jaws, his to do with as he pleased.
He released, backing up, letting out swear words under his breath. “Sorry, I don’t know what just happened. She affects me is all, and I’m very worked up, and…” He squared his shoulders. “You can say no, but would you suck me off?”
I couldn’t say no, though, and he knew it, not while I had just been physically taken under his control, while my body was still loose and pliant and his.
“I mean it, you can say no,” he said again, earnest.
“You want me on my knees?” I said in a rough voice.
“Fuck, yes,” he said, undoing his zipper for me, getting himself out.
I sank down in front of him. He smelled like his release. This wasn’t the first time he’d come tonight, and I could scent that, smeared into his skin. I kissed the tip of him and his slit leaked the saltiness of his essence onto my tongue.
I adored the taste of him.
Alphas tasted different. Omegas, too, but I’d never been with an omega, so I wouldn’t know. You didn’t just casually have an encounter with an omega, after all. Omegas were claimed, so either they were yours or someone was giving you access, and that would likely only be for the sake of the omega—because he or she needed more than their bonded mate could supply. I’d never been given access before.
He sighed, his hand going into my hair, tugging me closer, pushing his hardness into my mouth.
I opened for him, letting him in, letting him go deep, letting him spear me down my throat, and I didn’t gag for him because he needed my nice open throat to get him off, and he was my Devlin, and I was his right now, perfectly submissive since he’d mastered me, and I would give him what he needed.
“Oh, shit, Rohan, your mouth.” His voice was a sob. “Need to fuck it, baby, need to fuck that wet mouth of yours. Take my cock, Rohan, just like that.”
I took it, applying a bit of suction here and there, but mostly just letting him have his way with me, letting him thrust hard and fast down my throat and concentrating on keeping my gag reflex from activating and, uh, being able to deal with the fact I could not breathe.
I reached up, at one point, and seized his knot. I squeezed it, hard, my thick fingers tightening and tightening.
He threw back his head and let out a string of garbled noises, mostly unintelligible, but which at least sometimes sounded like my name, and then he shot his load right down my throat, and I eagerly swallowed every drop of him.
He went soft in me, his knot deflating, and he hummed in satisfaction, clutching me close.
I reverently gave his softening cock a few gentle suckles. I loved his cock. I loved having it in my mouth. I loved this man.
“Shit, baby, shit,” he breathed, stroking my ear, my jaw, holding my head there. “That was exactly what I needed.”
I moaned.
Eventually, his grip went looser and he pulled his cock out of my mouth as I chased it with gentle kisses, not really wanting him to take it away. I’d fallen asleep occasionally with his soft cock in my mouth, my head pillowed on his thigh. It was soothing to me. To him, too, I’d always thought.
He ran his thumb affectionately over my lips as he tucked his cock away and zipped up.
I looked up at him from down here, heart swelling for him. Fuck me. I was an idiot, even still, no matter what. I might be destined to let this man destroy me. Here is my heart, Devlin. Here is my body. Do with all of it as you please.
“Rohan,” he breathed, looking down at me. “Shit.” Abruptly, he turned away. “She wants… she’s jealous of you.”
I got to my feet.
“I want to make promises to her, crazy promises. You scented her on me, I guess? So, she smells like that, Rohan, and all I want to do is everything she says. I want… she…” He gave me a look that was utterly destroyed. “I don’t even know what to do. She makes me feel out of control. And I’m not ever out of control.”
I sympathized. This was exactly how he made me feel.
