It didn’t work. It had been only the first wave of his heat that he’d been serviced, but I hoped my cum would soothe him enough. Apparently, because of the prolonged wait, he’d need more than one fuck to regain full lucidity. The muscles in his back rippled as he shivered and opened his mouth.
I expected a shriek, but he flicked his tongue over his dry lips.
“You must be parched.” A glance around the room revealed a tray with a jug of water and two glasses above a mini-fridge. Walking to it, I felt his gaze on me, and with a hit of vanity, I wanted him to like what he saw.
He was still on his front and wouldn’t be able to drink from a glass, so I rummaged in the cabinet abovethe fridge. Bingo. I poured the water, added a straw, and rushed to kneel in front of him with it.
He drank with long pulls until he coughed, and I took the drink away, wiping his mouth with my thumb.
Before my cock rose to the occasion again, I had time to wash the omega properly. The spacious en-suite bathroom had a glass shower enclosure that could fit several people, and the tub in the middle resembled a jacuzzi ready for a frat party.
Ideally, I’d draw a bath and immerse the omega, letting the hot water ease his pain. But it was too risky. Instead, I grabbed a bowl and filled it with water. In search of towels, I rummaged in the dresser drawers and discovered a well of sex toys varying from plugs and dildos, to floggers and various genital and nipple clamps.
Not today. Not with him.
With cloths and towels from the second dresser, I brought the bowl to the nightstand.
His eyes were closed, so I let myself admire the lines of his face, sharp jawline, and dark lashes fanning over his cheeks. Even completely wrung out and fucked, his features were those of a warrior angel—pretty but not soft.
Before the water grew cold, I dipped a cloth and squeezed it. “I will wash your face,” I said, but the omega didn’t stir. Was he taking a nap? Good. He’d need the energy. I felt bad possibly waking him, but he also deserveda modicum of humanity, and being semi-clean was a good start.
The water dripped onto his forehead as I lowered the cloth and wiped the sweat off it, then continued down his cheek. The marks from the gag would turn into bruises, but the skin remained uncracked. Someone had tightened it way too hard, and if I hadn’t been a horny idiot, I would have loosened it up earlier. Moving the dark waves of his hair from his nape, I washed there, and down his back with slow strokes I hoped were soothing. Once I reached his ass, I changed the water, then did so several times more as his inner thighs down to his feet were covered in crusted slick. I hadn’t let him move too much, so his ankles shouldn’t be bruised from the cuffs. With another fresh bowl, I climbed onto the bed between his parted legs to wipe his sac, his flaccid cock, and his puffed hole. I swirled a finger around, looking for tears at the rim, but found none. Just because he was still in heat after so long didn’t mean someone hadn’t tried calming him down with a knot or anything else. I shuddered at the possibilities. Then again, I wasn’t any better.
Removing my fingers, I let go of his ass, and it bounced back with a jiggle. Fuck. It was gorgeous. A tongue bath would ease the swelling of his pucker. I parted the cheeks and licked into him, tasting my cum along with his slick, my tongue tracing his rim.
The omega moaned, pushing his bum into my face so I lapped with fervor. Fuck, I’ve never been so horny when servicing an omega in heat.
With reluctance, I pulled away. “I’ll turn you over to wash your front.” His next wave would come soon, I’d indulge in his ass then.
The chain securing his hands would allow me to flip him, but I had to unstrap his feet. He lay motionless when I freed his right leg, then left. Now to gently—
One moment I was on the bed, the next pain exploded in my face, and I hit the floor, air leaving my lungs.
The little shit kicked me.
I sprang onto the bed. The omega was on his back, his eyes on me as he snarled. In an attempt to grab his flailing legs, I caught a kick to the chest and upper arm but cuffed his ankles. He didn’t stop trying to escape but couldn’t move much once he was secure again.
“You’ll hurt yourself. Stop!” I yelled in my alpha command.
He quieted, and I straddled his hips, holding him still. “Hey, look at me.” I cupped his cheeks but snatched my hand when he snapped his teeth. “Keep this up, and I’ll gag you.”
He huffed and looked away.
I fetched a bowl of fresh water and returned to my position on top of him to wipe the other side of his face and down his chest. The dark hairs on his legs rose whenI wiped his thighs and around his groin. He was uncut, and his flaccid cock rested to the side, inviting me to suck it until it grew hard.
He snapped his hips up, sending his dick to flap onto his abdomen, so I gently took it in my hand, pulled the foreskin back, and washed around the crown and down its length. An omega’s cock was naturally small, but that’s what made it beautiful, too. It wasn’t made for knotting but for the omega’s pleasure only, and I’d have to make sure to take good care of it tonight. The more he came, the sooner his heat would pass.
“Your skin is so smooth,” I said, tracing the tan line on his abdomen.
His scent was fucking with my head and my body as I craved to be near him, hold him in my arms to never let go. Fuck. No omega’s heat had ever influenced me that much. I wanted to kiss his hip, to suck his flaccid dick, to fuck him until he cried out my name. Which he didn’t even know.
I set the bowl aside and covered his middle with one of the blankets from a pile in the corner.
“I’m Eldin,” I said and sat at the edge of the bed. “What’s your name?”
The omega snarled, baring his teeth at me. “F—”
“Frank? Frederick? Finnick?”
