"I trust you. Bay… you have no idea how much this house means to me, thank you, I was so worried we’d have to commute or end up separated in the dorms, and this is just incredible news."
I pull him close and kiss him hard, pushing thoughts of Ennio aside. I promise myself I’ll press him about it later.
"Can we move in for the summer? To start getting used to the campus?"
Bay lights up. "Absolutely, tomorrow we’ll bring in a sleeping sofa, and over the next few weeks we can gather the rest."
I hug him tight, against his body that’s hard as steel.
That brings something to mind.
"And what about the gym, I know you’re basically addicted to it, to your underground training room."
I lift my eyes toward him.
"Don’t worry about that, Alex. First, the neighboring apartment complex has a gym, the building with it is almost right behind the fence, and second… Did you know Gurco lives five minutes from here? He has a training room and a gym at hisplace, I’ll be able to use it whenever I want. And on weekends we’ll be at my parents’, in the tiny house, so I’ll work out there too."
I study his handsome face for a moment. When Bay decides on something, when he truly commits to it, nothing feels beyond his reach. I believe that with absolute certainty. He has a kind of strength and determination I rarely see in anyone else.
Then my gaze drifts around the room. Why not start our life together in this house with something reckless and hot? A light, sweet shiver slides down my spine. I look back at Bay. He’s facing the window, a loose strand of hair fallen across his cheek.
So what now?
My eyes keep wandering over the modest furnishings until they settle on the kitchen counter. My fingers rise, gliding over Bay’s chest. He turns his head toward me, his brows lifting slightly.
"Fuck me…" I breathe, heat flooding my body, because every time my hands move over him, over a body carved like it was shaped by a sculptor, hard as stone and burning hot, I turn into aneedyomega.
Bay’s eyes darken with hunger. He doesn’t say a word. The days when Bay was shy and hesitant are long gone, now I never have to persuade him into sex; it’s like a spark I ignite, and he erupts into flames, eager to burn… It’s been like this for the last two years, he’s always ready for me. He just crashes his mouth against mine, our lips locking in a fierce kiss. His tongue slips past my teeth, tasting me like I’m the only thing that matters in the world. I moan into him, my hands fisting in his shirt as I pull him closer, our bodies pressed tight together.
He breaks the kiss to trail his lips down my jaw, nipping at the skin before reaching my neck. His hot breath fans over my left neck gland, which seems extra tender under his attention, before his tongue laps at it, slow and sensual. Electricity shootsthrough me, my omega instincts flaring, and slick begins to fill my hole, my rim swelling and immediately becoming more sensitive. I tilt my head back, exposing my throat, whimpering as he sucks on the gland.
"Oh, Bay," I gasp, my voice already shaky.
His hands are everywhere, urgent, yanking at my shirt. He rips it over my head in one swift motion, tossing it aside onto the bare floor. My pants are next; he shoves them down my hips, along with my underwear, leaving me exposed in the middle of our new kitchen. The cool air hits my skin, but his body heat chases it away as he presses against me again, his clothed cock grinding into my thigh. I can feel how hard he is, thick and ready, and it makes my own dick twitch expectantly.
"Please, Bay, now," I beg, my voice embarrassingly high and squeaky. I need him inside me, filling me up until I can’t think straight.
But he shakes his head, a roguish grin spreading across his face.
"Not yet, baby. I want you dripping a puddle for me." He spins me around, guiding me toward the kitchen table, the only bigger piece of furniture in this space. I bend over it eagerly, my chest pressing into the wood, ass lifted high in the air. My legs spread, cheeks parting naturally, slick already coating my hole thick, and I can feel the subtle but strong pulses of my muscles clenching, making me moan low and needy.
Bay drops to his knees behind me, his strong hands spreading my ass wider. I hear him inhale deeply, groaning at the scent of my slick.
"Fuck, Alex, you smell so good." His tongue flicks out, tracing the rim of my hole, lapping up the wetness that’s pouring out of me. I cry out, pushing back against his face, bouncing to feel his tongue deeper as he teases me with long, slow licks. He circles the puckered entrance, then presses the flat of histongue against it, pushing just the tip inside. The sensation is overwhelming, ecstatic and insistent, and I keep frantically rocking my hips, trying to get more.
He eats me out like a starving man, his tongue thrusting deeper, slurping at my slick as it drips down my thighs. My cock hangs between my legs, throbbing with every swipe of his mouth.
"Bay, please… I need your cock," I whine, my fingers clawing at the edge of the table. He’s relentless, alternating between sucking on my rim and dipping inside, until I’m a jelly, my hole clenching around nothing, begging to be plowed by him.
Finally, after what feels like forever, he stands up. The sound of his zipper is loud the silence of the empty room, followed by the rustle of fabric, and I feel the blunt head of his cock nudging my entrance.
"You ready for me, the cutest omega of all?" he growls, his voice rough with desire.
"Yes, breed me, fuck, yes," I sob desperately, wanting to be impaled, but he pushes in so slowly, inch by thick inch. My slick eases the way, but he’s so big, stretching me wide, the burn mixing with pure bliss as our bodies connect, becoming one.
We both groan at the sensation, his cock pulsing inside my tight heat. He doesn’t thrust right away; instead, he leans over me, chest to my back, one hand sliding under to intertwine our fingers against the table. His other arm wraps around my waist, holding me close. His lips find my ear, his breath hot as he whispers, "I love you, Alex. You’re mine, all mine." I squeeze his hand in response, turning my head to capture his mouth in a wet kiss.
"Yours forever, Bay."
