An embarrassingly loud moan leaves my lips before I can stop the sound.
His pheromones are wrapping around me like a cocoon, seeping into my pores. I’m drowning in them, breathing them so deeply they’ve embedded into my lungs.
Alex is literally the air I’m breathing as he loosens his jaw and takes me further into his mouth as his tongue swirls around the crown of my cock.
“Holy shit.”
Listen. I’ve had blowjobs before. Dozens, maybe even hundreds. Usually by betas with an occasional alpha thrown in there, though the latter was generally their way of getting me primed so they could fuck me.
Alex…he’s genuinely trying to suck the life out of me through the tip of my dick. When he moans, I have to focus to keepfrom blowing my load too soon and embarrassing the fuck out of myself.
Not that it should matter how quickly I lose it. I’m an omega, for fuck’s sake. I can go over and over again, even outside my heat.
I can’t help but stare down at him as he uses one hand to grip my hip while the other strokes me in time with his mouth. His hands and forearms are veiny and so fucking masculine.
And there is the faintest hint of a few gray hairs on his scalp, reminding me how much older he is. For some reason, that makes my balls pull up tight and the first tingles start at the base of my spine.
I’m trying, I really am. I want to hold out, to enjoy this for longer than thirty fucking seconds. But damn, Alex is beyond talented with his mouth.
I suppose he’s had some practice being mated to two fellow alphas.
Damn, now I’m picturing him on his knees for Mason or even Desmond and that does nothing for my control.
“You need to stop. I’m going to come,” I groan out through clenched teeth.
Alex pulls back, lapping at the tip before tilting his head back to look into my face. His pupils are blown, his pheromones are everywhere, and there’s a very obvious bulge in his jeans. He’s turned on by blowing me.
Or maybe he was as turned on as I was before he started. After all, I was the one who initially reached for his pants, though I’m not sure whether I simply wanted to jerk him off, taste him, or let him help me break in the presumably never used nest.
“I’ll stop if that’s what you want. But I’m dying to taste you on my tongue.” His lids are heavy, his lips pink and shiny fromhis saliva and my precum, but he sure as hell doesn’t look like he wants to stop.
When I don’t answer, he raises a brow at me.
“I need your consent. We’ll never do anything you don’t –”
“You have my consent,” I say, cutting him off. Because I need to finish and I’m now desperate to finish on his tongue. “Have you been with an omega before?”
He shakes his head, then leans forward and laps at the beads of cum dribbling from my tip. Fuck, I’m so close.
“We come a lot,” I warn him.
“That’s what I’m hoping for.”
He dives back in, taking me into his mouth until I hit the back of his throat. Except he doesn’t gag.
Holy shit…is Alex missing the gag reflex?
That is hot as fuck, and I now want to see one of the other alphas throat fuck him to test the theory.
CHAPTER 6
Desmond
The lust hit me through the bond before I even opened the feed. Alex on his knees wasn’t what I expected to find.
Now, my knot is throbbing, my gums ache with the need to sink my teeth into Hudson’s flesh to make him ours, and my dick is seconds away from punching a hole through my slacks.
Mason doesn’t look like he’s faring any better as we both watch and listen to our mate and the omega upstairs.
