Page 13 of Rescued by the Alpha

Elam grasped Nic’s shoulders, drawing one leg up to wrap around his waist. He ground his aching, throbbing cock against Nic’s, but the damn restrictive fabric of their jeans made the attempt more aggravating than helpful. Nic cupped his ass then lifted him as Elam threw his arms around his neck.

As Nic carried him into the bedroom, he nibbled along Elam’s neck, murmuring words that Elam recognized as Russian from his many travels. The word for ‘mate’ caught his ear, striking him as odd, but Nic’s teeth and tongue recaptured his attention.

When they reached the bed, Nic tossed him onto the mattress. Nic tore at Elam’s clothes—

unzipping, tugging, lifting and tossing aside garments quicker than Elam could assist in the process.

Already, their frantic breathing filled the room as Elam attempted to get at Nic’s clothes as well.

Soon, they were both naked and Elam’s eyes rounded at the sight of the gorgeous, thick uncut cock that strained to Nic’s belly, fully hard with pre-cum beading at the tip.

Elam licked his lips as he raised himself on his elbows, anxious to lap up Nic’s essence. But right as he leaned forward to take what he wanted, Nic bent down and wrapped his palm around Elam’s nape, pushing him onto his back then covering Elam with his frame. He writhed against him as he once again claimed Elam’s mouth in a fevered kiss.

Nic worked his hand between them until he’d grabbed both of their heated lengths in his fist, using the early seed leaking freely from them both to slicken the way. Elam helped bring them nearer to their ultimate goal as he snapped his hips, thrusting into the tunnel of Nic’s hand, his only thoughts centering on reaching a shared climax.

With Nic. With my…

Elam lost his rhythm from the distraction caused by the errant thought. Nic swiped his thumb over the tip of Elam’s shaft, then squeezed harder as he picked up speed, his fingers flying along their pricks. A tingle built at the base of Elam’s spine and he gasped for air, breaking the connection of their kiss, digging his fingers into the flesh of Nic’s shoulders. Nic nipped and licked his way along Elam’s throat, and in a rush, Elam’s balls drew up tight as his orgasm ripped through him. Letting out a strangled cry, Elam pulsed cum over Nic’s fingers while Nic growled through his own release, his face buried in Elam’s neck.

As he inhaled big gulps of air, Nic angled his body to the side but didn’t let go of their softening cocks. He remained nestled against Elam’s body while they both recovered from the intensity of their shared climaxes. Elam fought to slow his breathing, his heart still thundering away while he stared at the beauty that was Nic. So amazing. His new lover’s eyes were closed, his face upturned with an expression of bliss gracing his features, the barest hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Elam pondered over the fact that he could probably gaze at the man forever and never tire of doing so.

After a few more minutes, Nic loosened his hold on their dicks then opened his eyes, regarding him. Nic stared at him in the same way he imagined he’d been staring at Nic.

Whoa. This got a lot heavier than I’d intended.

Nic let his gaze travel over Elam’s face then leaned in to take a soft kiss, moving his lips gently over Elam’s swollen, bruised mouth. Their passion had been hot and immediate, but he hadn’t realized how carried away they’d truly become.

Nic ended the kiss with one final press of his lips. “Relax. I’ll go grab a towel.”

Elam scooted up the length of the bed then rested against one of the pillows. Everything had occurred in such a flurry that they hadn’t managed to either remove the coverings or make it all the way onto the bed. He chuckled to himself as he regarded his cum-covered hand. What the hell justhappened? Now that the edge had been taken off, a few curious moments from their frenzied exchange came to mind. Right as I was about to go down on him, it was like he purposely stopped me. And while he’d never once in his life bottomed when he was with a guy for the first time, he would’ve done it in a heartbeat with Nic. Not only that, he’d been on the verge of begging for it.

“Here.” Nic emerged from the small bathroom with a towel in each hand. “I dampened this one a bit, but be warned. It’s not very warm.”

Nic handed Elam the cloth then waited until he was done before offering him the dry one. The exchange had the effect of making Elam feel cared for, which he then realized was how Nic had been treating him from the moment he’d awoken in a stranger’s cabin. That odd thread of mystery, the whisper of something he couldn’t quite name tried to push its way forward in his mind again.

He’s behaved as if I were the most important thing in the world to him the entire time I’vebeen here. Elam swallowed hard, not sure what to make of his unexpected realization.

After they both finished cleaning up, Nic tossed the towels into a laundry basket by the closet, then approached the bed. He lifted the covers, motioning for Elam to get underneath. While his mind still whirled with questions, he also craved the closeness with Nic after what they’d just shared.

Once they were both under the blankets, Nic drew Elam in his arms. He lay his head on Nic’s chest, the steady thump of Nic’s heart beneath his ear almost hypnotic.

They rested in silence, Elam hesitant to disrupt their afterglow by asking questions. And anyway, the timing wasn’t right. They needed to process. At least I do. He might be reading too much into every touch, every look— every kiss—Nic had given him. Andy had once complained that he was too needy. Required too much affection, too many reassurances, to spend too much time together.

Elam frowned. Or maybe it was that Andy needed more time to chase ass all over Seattle.

Nic tightened his hold as he kissed the top of his head. “I wasn’t too rough, was I?”

Elam idly played with the smattering of white hair on Nic’s rock hard chest. “Not at all.”

Wouldn’t have minded if you’d drilled me through the mattress, actually.

As the silence stretched on again, Elam sensed Nic was working his way up to telling him something. The annoying insecurity that his recent disastrous relationship had instilled in him had his stomach roiling over what Nic might have to say about what had just happened.

No emotional entanglements, remember? He has his space, I have mine.

If only it was that easy. One taste of Nic and Elam already felt lost to the man who’d rescued him. The man who took me with such a fierce abandon. Took him as if he was precious, as if he mattered. Emotional entanglements no longer seemed like such a terrible idea.