But I wasn’t going to pass up this opportunity to spend a heat with my omega, something he had never allowed me to do before.
I pulled Elliot to me, pressing my lips to his and locking us together. Everything about him was the same, just intensified. He smelled like the coconut shampoo he kept in his gear bag, and the salt from sweat from the game still lingered on his skin even after his shower. His hair was wet as I tangled my fingers in it while I held his head.
His tongue darted out to meet mine. I wrapped my arms around him, and Elliot collapsed against me.
“Silas,” he breathed. The tension that had radiated from him ever since he arrived dissipated, and lust was in its place.
“Elliot. Are you sure about this?”
He nodded. “Fuck, yes, please. I need you. Fuck, how I need you.”
His body went limp, like he’d decided that he no longer had to carry himself because I was here. I swept him into my arms, even as I continued to kiss him.
“Alpha,” he moaned against my kiss.
I carried him through the apartment to the bedroom we once shared.
Once I had him on the bed, he began tearing off his clothes like he couldn’t bear to have them on a moment longer. His sweatshirt hit the floor, then his sweatpants. He was naked then, no t-shirt, no boxers, not even socks.
“Elliot...”
“Silas, please.”
The scent of his slick filled the air. He was radiating heat like a furnace. He spread his legs and put his hand to his hard cock. His grip was strong. Everything about him was strong because of his hockey career. The man knew how to work a stick. I knew from experience what he could do with mine. I thought I’d felt his touch for the last time, but today I’d been given a gift, and I wasn’t going to waste it.
I covered his body with mine. His legs wrapped around me, his hips bucking against me, and his hard cock slid against my own.
“Fuck, Elliot.” I breathed him in, savored the feel of him. Luxuriated in the feel of his length against mine.
“I’ve missed you,” he whispered against my neck.
I nearly came undone. How I dreamt of those words from him.
“I’ll take care of you,” I promised.
I reached for the nightstand and pulled out a condom. I made quick work of rolling it down my length. In the short time I was away from him, Elliot had worked two fingers into his hole.
“Fuck,” I groaned. I loved to watch him play with himself. He knew that. He was teasing me on purpose, as if I needed my desire stoked any further.
“Ready for you,” he said. His back arched, and his eyes met mine. They were hooded and glazed over with desire.
I couldn’t look away. His body stretched around his fingers as they went in and out of his hole. His cock leaked against his abs. I dropped down and closed my mouth over the bead of pre-cum that had dropped onto his pelvis.
He tasted sweet, like coconut.
“Please fuck me, please,” he whined. He thrashed against the mattress and grasped for me, trying to pull me closer.
I wasn’t going to let my omega or myself suffer any longer. I replaced his fingers with my own, letting three sink deep inside him until I grazed the spot that made him see stars.
Elliot bucked his hips and cried out. His hands fisted in the bedsheet. “More, alpha! Please, I need your cock!”
My instincts wouldn’t let me deny him any longer. Nor could I wait to be inside his tight body. We’d have more time together as we shared his heat.
I lined up my cock to his hole and slid in. His channel squeezed around me, nearly making me come undone. The heat of him enveloped me. His hips met mine with every thrust. I pushed into him deeper and deeper with each movement. I couldn’t get enough of him.
His hands roved up and down my back, grasping my hips as he dug his fingers into my skin.
“More, alpha. I need your cum. Please fill me. Please!”
