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“Look me in the eye and tell me that. Look at me and tell me that this connection is one-sided and you feel nothing for me and I’ll back off.”
My feisty omega. No, not mine. Never mine. But I had no willpower when it came to Jett Strongfire, so I did more than just look at him. I stalked in his direction, causing him to take an involuntary step back and then another until he was pressed up against the sink counter.
My hands shook as I stepped right into his personal space, gripped that reddish-brown hair, and tilted his head back. He blinked back tears out of the corner of his eye, but I wasn’t sure if it was from his hair being pulled or fear of what I might say. I pulled tighter. He needed to know who he was trying to hitch himself to. What kind of person and alpha I was. He needed to understand why I never took a mate and I never would. It was just too dangerous. I couldn’t be trusted.
I opened my mouth to tell him the lies that would end this. That I didn’t want him. That I had no feelings but sexual attraction. That I rejected him as my mate. No words came out though. And before I was aware of my own actions, my mouth was overtaking his in a brutal kiss.
Jett melted into me, his hands grasping for my arms for purchase as he balanced on his tiptoes. He yielded, but not completely, making me fight for every bit.
My grip tightened on his hair, and the other one circled his neck. I didn’t break the kiss even as I ground into him. I had to stop this now.
“This is what you want, omega?” I growled into his mouth. “You say we’re connected. That we’re meant to be.” I slammed him harder into the counter, my hand tightening around his neck. Jett’s fingers fisted my suit jacket, but he didn’t pull or try to fight my hold. He wasn’t backing down. “Is this what you want to latch yourself to? I’m not a good man.”
I eased up on his throat but not on the intense grip of his hair. His golden eyes were wet with tears, but I saw no fear. He met my icy glare with one of his own. “Hurt me. Reject me. Do whatever you need to do to convince yourself not to take what fate’s offering because we both know you’re not trying to get me to walk away but validate why you are.”
I growled as rage consumed me. How dare this little omega come in here and spout things he knew nothing about. He didn’t understand, but he would before I left this bathroom. I’d make him see why I wasn’t fit to be anyone’s alpha and that he deserved more.
Jett didn’t have a chance to blink before I had him spun around, my hand moving to the back of his neck and his face pushing against the counter. The omega groaned, but it wasn’t in pain. A fresh wave of arousal hit my nose, causing me to go wild.
“You think you have everything figured out, minx, huh?” I slapped his ass over his suit pants. The hit was hard enough that he’d feel it through the fabric, but it wasn’t nearly enough, especially after the little minx moaned, yet again, and pushed his ass out. “You have a smart little mouth, omega, but that’s all you have.”
I didn’t remember pulling his pants and undergarments down to his knees, but I must have because his pale, rounded cheeks were suddenly right there, exposed for me. It was all too much, too overwhelming. Why was this man so fucking perfect? My eyes latched onto the smattering of freckles that were across the otherwise unmarred, peachy ass. I wanted to lick them, bite them. I wanted to devour this man, mark every inch of his body as mine so there would no question about who he belonged to—
No!
Emerson, get your shit together. This omega doesn’t belong to you. Don’t let his rambling get to you.
Suddenly, all the lust and attraction were pushed to the back and replaced by anger. The attraction was still there, it always fucking was, but now I was just pissed. How dare he. How dare this boy come in and destroy my perfectly constructed life. How dare he make me question the path I had stuck to for over 25 years. How dare this omega, who knew nothing about my past, my history, stand face-to-face with me and talk about things he knew godsdamn nothing about. The fucking nerve of him to come in here and talk about fate. Fate had nothing to do with it.
I had smacked his cheek at least three times before my vision cleared enough to even realize what I was doing. Jett whined, gasping as I relentlessly spanked his ass. He didn’t try to get away. He wasn’t fighting my hold at all. “You know nothing, omega. Nothing. I’m not the right alpha for you. I don’t care what any of the gods may say. They know nothing and neither do you.”
“Whatever y-you need to tell yourself.” Jett’s voice was strained. I knew I was hurting him, but I couldn’t stop.
I wasn’t sure how long we were there, Jett pinned to the bathroom sink while I relentless punished his ass. But by the time I had control of myself enough to realize what I was doing, I was breathing heavily from the exertion, my hand and arm sore. Jett was crying silently, his ass fire engine red. Despite only using my hand, I noticed the start of some bruising. The guilt was instant. What was I doing? Gods, here I was, fighting for omega rights, and then I did this.
The worst part? I was so unbelievably turned on. My dick was pulsing painfully, bulging against my suit pants. I wouldn’t be surprised if there was a wet spot just like I was a horny teenager just settling into my designation.
I took a step back. Fuck. Orion was going to kill me. I wasn’t fit to have an omega.
Jett pushed up and turned his head to look at me. His face was red and blotchy, his eyes swollen and bloodshot from crying. His bottom lip seemed puffy, and I wasn’t sure if it was from the earlier kisses or him biting it. He was positively debauched and wrecked, but instead of compounding the guilt, it just turned me on more.
“Alpha?” It was the most submissive I’d seen him, and not the false, tentative fake shit he tried to offer me when he first walked into the restroom. No, this was real. And it melted my heart just a little bit.
“I—” I couldn’t form words. I had no idea how to make it right.
But Jett wasn’t looking at me like he was scared. Or disgusted. No, the look he was giving me was as far from disgust as it could be.
“Alpha, please. I need you.” His voice was rough but sure. This little omega was the strongest, surest person I’d ever met. I didn’t know how someone so young could be so resolute in their convictions, and yet . . .
For the first time, I took the situation in with clarity. Taking a deep breath, I allowed Jett’s scent to overtake me. Slick. All I could smell was arousal and slick. I looked down at his bruised ass and sure enough, a trail leaked from his pulsing hole, dripping steadily down his leg.
Goddess. Impulse took over so quickly. Nothing was straight in my head, which seemed to be a common theme with this omega. He made it impossible to keep control, which I loathed. I needed that in my life. It was the only way for me to remain stable.
And yet here I was yet again, stalking toward this young man and draping my much larger body over his, completely engulfing him. I ground my still-clothed cock over his asshole, not caring that his fluids would ruin my pants. I had another pair in my room. It was the least of my worries. I wrapped my hand around Jett’s front and took his dick in my hand. He seemed large for an omega, but still much smaller than I. He was hard as a rock and leaking. His breath was shaky as he struggled to get air with my body on top of him. I jerked his cock roughly, not needing lube or anything as he was already wet.
“Fuck, look at you. So hard and needy for me.”
“Y-yes.”
