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“Do you? Because once the pheromones kick in, things are going to get a little hazy to you.”
“I-I think they’ve already kicked in. Things are pretty hazy now.” He swallowed hard. “Can I put my legs down now?”
“Not yet.”
“Okay.”
I smiled at him—gods he was sweet, and I never thought I’d say that about Vesper’s child.
“I need to put some oil here first,” I told him, reaching for the oil in my packs. I found what I was looking for and began to splash it liberally all over his entrance. Then I took my hand to rub it in well. I took my time doing that, and he seemed to grow more and more desperate during the massage. The gods knew I was. I put a lot of oil on myself as well.
His omega slick might be enough, but I wanted to be extra sure. His omega secretions were seeping from his sweet ass and so potent they made me dizzy with lust. I closed my eyes, feeling weak. The smell was powerful, and he was all slicked up and ready for me. His hole was like a tiny, round, ripe peach, and all for me. There was no way I could have resisted him even if I'd wanted to. And I didn’t want to.
There was something else nagging at me through my lust haze. I realized that this—this overwhelming passion I was feeling was more than just the normal reaction any alpha has for an omega in heat. This was definitely the mate-scent I was smelling in his pheromones. I felt a fierce rush of possessiveness, and I knew I’d never be able to let him go.
This mate-scent was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. I ached for this sweet boy; I craved him, and I wouldn't be able to rest until I claimed him. I felt humbled that the gods had brought this rare creature to me. This was my mate, and I would give my life to keep him safe and beside me.
I bent to kiss him again and that's when I stopped thinking rationally for a while and just reacted to that delicious scent. The omega lust hit me hard. His little hole was almost unbearably hot and wet and luscious. I licked it over and over, and he was opening up nicely for me, whimpering and moaning, his whole body turned a delicious shade of pink.
I sat up a little and licked him from his balls to his pretty hole, and he squealed and screamed again and humped the air as it began to open up, in the way of all omegas, whose holes were made to open enough to take an alpha’s knot. I knew the whole inn must be hearing this, but I couldn’t have cared less. I swept a long finger over a spot deep inside him that seemed to light him up with electricity. His sweet body began to shake with emotion and passion. He tried to slam down on my fingers but with one more tap on that spot and another slow, hard rub inside him, I pulled my fingers away and left his entrance spasming for more, and his mouth wide open and pleading with me.
“No!” he cried out as I smiled down at him. “Please don’t stop. Please,please.”
“Shhh…be patient, baby.” I stroked a hand over his leaking cock. “Wait, and I'll take care of you.” Then, unable to wait any longer, in one long, smooth stroke, I sheathed myself to the hilt inside his body. He gasped and made a soft, needy noise that made me lean over to kiss him. “That’s right, baby, make those little sounds for me. Tell me how much you want this.”
I began thrusting into him with long, slow strokes that made me almost weep with pleasure. It felt so damn perfect. I changed angles and with my cock I raked over the spot inside him that lit him up, and he let out another scream. He tried to hump against me, but I held him down and he had to be content with the long, slow strokes that were all I would give him. He was shuddering and shaking all over after a few minutes of this treatment and begging me shamelessly for more, harder.
“More, please, Lex.”
I bent low over him again, trapping and holding his hands high over his head, and this time I trailed my tongue on the edge of his ear. He moaned like he felt it all the way to his cock, which jerked hard against my stomach. Desire was rippling through me. I meant to go slow, but it was hard not to be overcome by the feel and the scent of him. Gradually, the ring of muscle at his entrance loosened even more for me, and I knew it was time. I wanted this to be good for him but taking my knot for the first time would be hard and probably painful, and there wasn’t much I could do about that. Now I was about to inflict even more pain, because I needed desperately to bite him.
I sank my teeth into his throat, and he squealed with the pain. I kept my incisors inside until the blood ran down his neck, and then I pulled away and licked over the bite mark again and again. He cried out and whimpered and begged for more as if I were licking his cock.
I stroked him, and his dick was dark pink and thick and altogether perfect, with a sweet, broad head. He was moaning with his eyes tightly closed, so I hooked an arm under his ass and thrust my knot up against him again, trying to work it in with my fingers. He felt it and screamed trying to get away and then arching closer. Finally, he gave up and let his entire body relax, looking up at me so sweetly.
“Help me,” he said, and I covered his face with kisses. This was my true mate. My omega. Now that I had tasted him, I’d never let him go. I'd never be able to. He was mine, and I’d destroy anyone who tried to take him from me. I bit him again, and he screamed again, but I couldn’t help it. I wanted him to wear my bites like a necklace around his throat.
I began to slowly move inside him. An alpha’s pre-cum is copious and thick and would help to make my knot easier to take. I stroked his cock and kissed him until he adjusted to the pressure and fullness, and my knot finally began to settle into place. I stiffened then, unbearably excited as a flood of hot semen filled his ass, and I began to come, pushing my knot even farther inside him. He moaned again, only half-conscious by now, and I kissed him frantically, hating the idea that I was hurting him, but physically unable to stop thrusting. Finally, I was spent, and he sagged unconscious in my arms.
We'd be tied together for a while, now that I had him filled with my knot and my semen, he was mine. I lay there on top of him, though I eased my body off to the side, pulling him along with me and just holding him in this close embrace.
I lay waiting for the knot to soften so I could move again, knowing it might be a while. I was surprised when he spoke to me—I’d thought he was still unconscious.
“I feel so full.”
“I know, baby. It means you’re mine now.”
He sighed with contentment. “I love you,” he said, and I jolted a little with shock. It was too soon for anything like this. Our mating was far too complicated.
“That’s all right,” he said after a minute. “I don’t expect you to say it back. I just wanted you to know. I-I thought you despised me. You said I was a warlock.”
I regarded him silently for a few seconds, rubbing his back. “Despise is too strong a word. Never that. I was a little angry, yes. I thought you tried to hurt yourself rather than to be with me. And I know you must be a warlock, baby, as hard as it might be for you to understand. Your mother was too strong for it to not be passed on to you. I still don’t think I know the whole truth about who and what you really are, and so far, you haven’t been willing to tell me. But I saw your magic at the camp that night and again when you healed me. It’s unusual—I never saw anything like it before.”
“But I didn’t know anything before you told me. I’m not holding anything back. I swear it.”
I couldn’t let this go on. I had to reassert my dominance over him and make him at least a little afraid of me for his own good.
“I don’t know, Rory,” I said softly. “I think I may have to knot you again to get the truth out of you. You have to learn that you belong to me and that includes every single part of you. Even your magic. Do you understand? It may take a while, but I’m prepared to stay here as long as it takes. Inside you…making you come again and again until you beg me to stop.”
