My eyes widen when I see his boxers are drenched.
“Fuck,” I hiss. “Is this slick?” I ask, a finger trailing down his crack.
“Y-yes,” he whispers.
Curiosity gets the better of me and I crouch down. I stare at his ass for a moment before I part his cheeks.
Tucker whimpers and I groan at the sight of his tight, pink hole all wet, dripping with slick. He’s so fucking wet, so needy. So damn desperate for me.
The possessive Alpha in me fucking loves it.
My mouth waters, wanting a taste. Swiping my fingers over his hole, I gather his slick onto my fingers and bring them to my mouth.
When his flavor hits my tongue, I let out an animalistic noise. My taste buds explode and I’m the desperate one now, desperate for more.
Parting his cheeks again, I do something I never thought I’d ever do and lick his asshole.
Tucker moans as more slick flows.
I lick again and again, needing more, fucking starving now. Burying my face between his cheeks, holding them hard enough to bruise, I fucking devour this Omega’s ass, fucking his hole with my tongue as I demand more of his slick.
“Oh god, fuck. Yes. Oh fuuuuck,” Tucker sobs, thrusting his ass backward every time my tongue slides inside his hole.
I feel delirious, out of control. Everything inside me is on fire.
I need this Omega more than I thought I'd ever need anyone before. Except for Nova. Fucking Nova. My Omega. But he’s my Omega too.
Mine. Fucking mine.
“I’m gonna cum!” Tucker cries out before his whole body shudders.
Pulling my mouth away with a gasp, I wipe my mouth with the the back of my hand. I’m not myself anymore, all feral Alpha now. Nick has left the building. Not sure he’s been here for a while now.
Rapidly taking my cock out, I look down at my leaking member. I’m so fucking hard it hurts, my knot is throbbing, begging me to stuff this Omega full of it.
“More.” Tucker looks at me over his shoulder, his eyes pleading. Lust, and something else I’m not able to process right now, shining in his hooded eyes. “Fuck me. Please.”
His voice sounds so broken, like if I don’t fuck him now, he very well might die.
Can’t let that happen. If he’s going to die, it will be by my hand.
My lip peels back, a snarl ripping from my chest as I step forward. I don’t take my eyes off his as I place the blunt tip of my cock at his hole and thrust forward in one hard go.
Tucker’s lips part, a silent scream as his eyes roll back.
I choke on a gasp, the feeling of his hot tight hole practically strangling my cock and taking the breath clean out of me.
So fucking tight.
The pure bliss in his eyes is everything. Looking down, lips parted, panting heavily, my eyes lock on where we’re locked together, my cock buried deep into his ass, knot bumping against his hole.
It shouldn’t be one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. It shouldn’t set something off inside me. It shouldn’t make me want to fuck him, claim him, own him.
But it does.
“Mine,” I growl again before I let loose.
With one hand on his shoulder and the other one gripping his hip, I start to savagly fuck into Tucker.
