Fuck. I lifted him and carried him from the living room to the bed, putting him down onto the mattress. He bounced, his eyes wide and dark, lips swollen from my mouth. I stripped fast, practically ripping my shirt torn off, then my pants kicked away, my cock springing free, thick and leaking, veins pulsing with how bad I wanted to bury myself in him. Kellan watched, licking his lips, and that nearly undid me right there.
I crawled over him, pinning his wrists above his head with one hand, the other shoving his pants down his legs. He kicked them off, spreading wide, his cock bobbing against his stomach, slick glistening on his inner thighs and dripping from his hole. He was mine. Just mine. Tight, but so ready for me. “You're so fucking beautiful like this,” I murmured, my voice rough. “All spread out, wet for your alpha. I need you here, Kellan. With me.”
He nodded,arching up, and I dove in, mouth latching onto his cock. I sucked hard, no teasing, deep throating him in one go, my tongue flattening against the underside as I bobbed fast. He cried out, his hips bucking, pre-cum flooding my mouth, salty and sweet. My free hand slid lower, fingers circling his slick entrance before pushing two inside, the wet heat sucking me in.
“Silas—fuck!” His walls clenched around my fingers, hot and velvet, and I curled them, thrusting rough, hitting that spot that made him shake.
“Good? Tell me you're good,” I demanded, pulling off his cock with a pop, strings of spit connecting us. My fingers kept pumping, scissoring him open, slick coating my hand.
“So good,” he moaned, his eyes glassy. “More. Please.”
I flipped him onto his stomach, yanking his hips up. Ass presented, hole winking at me, dripping. I spread his cheeks, tongue diving in without warning, lapping at the slick, thrusting inside, eating him like a man starved. He tasted like sin, omega essence coating my tongue, and I groaned into him, vibrations making him whimper. My hand wrapped around his cock from below, stroking in time with my tongue's fucks.
“You taste incredible,” I growled against his rim, nipping the edge. “This ass is mine tonight. Need to feel you clench around my cock. You want that?"
“Yes—Silas, yes!” He pushed back, grinding on my face, and I added a third finger, stretching him wide, the squelch of slick obscene.
I couldn't wait anymore. Rising up, I slicked my cock with his wetness, nudging the head against his hole. “Breathe for me, omega. I'm gonna fuck you hard. Need to be inside you now.”
He nodded into the pillow, and I thrust in, fast, deep, bottoming out in one brutal push. He yelled, his ass gripping me like a vice, so tight it bordered on pain, but the pleasure ripped through me. “Fuck, Kellan—so tight. So good. You okay?”
“Move,” he begged, voice muffled. “I’m okay. Need you.”
That unleashed me.I pulled back and slammed in again, setting a punishing pace, hips snapping forward, balls slappinghis. The bed creaked, headboard thumping the wall as I fucked him raw, desperate, each thrust a claim, mine, here, now.
“I need you here,” I panted, one hand in his hair, pulling his head back so I could see his face. “Need you here, taking my cock like this. Don't know what tomorrow brings, but tonight—fuck—tonight you're mine.”
He moaned, pushing back to meet me, his cock leaking onto the sheets. “Yours—Silas, harder!”
I gave it to him, pounding deeper, angling to nail his prostate every time. My other hand reached around, jerking his cock rough and fast. “Come for me. Show me you're here. With me.”
He shattered first, ass spasming around my length, cum spurting over my fist in thick ropes. The sight, the feel, it dragged me under. I buried deep, knot swelling just enough to lock us, roaring as I flooded him, hot jets painting his insides, marking him deep.
We collapsed, panting, my body draped over his. “You good?” I whispered, kissing his shoulder, still buried inside.
“Perfect,” he sighed, turning to nuzzle me.
Later, after we'd cleaned up and I held him close, the desperation reignited slower, softer. Our mouths met, hands explored, and I slid into him again, this time with murmured praises and gentle rocks. But as the pleasure built once more, the details faded into the night, leaving only the warmth of him in my arms.
I barely slept.
But Kellan did.
He curled into me sometime after, warm and loose, breathing deep and steady like his body had finally given up the fight. I kept my arm locked around him, palm spread over his back like I could physically anchor him here.
Every time he shifted, I woke up.
Every breath he took.
My mind ran in circles.
If Rowan tried something tomorrow, I’d end him.
If someone tried to take Kellan again, there wouldn’t be rules anymore.
I stared at the ceiling until it lightened from black to gray.
Morning crept in slow and quiet.
