“Yes, I’m that confident.” I can’t argue with that. If I weren’t on a slew of medications and deodorizers, I’d be filling this room with my perfume. “I can’t wait to fully scent you and do all the things I want to do to you,” he says softly.
Fucking hell.
“The NHL will probably kick me off the team if they know.”
“I know, and that’s why I’m going to keep your little secret. I’m sure Piper would too,” he says.
“It feels wrong to distract her.”
“I think our sweet Piper needs a distraction.”
“I can definitely understand that,” I say.
“Is that what you need, Owen? Do you need a distraction?” he asks. His hand moves from my shoulder to play with the hair at the nape of my neck. “Is that why you came here? You need your Alpha to make you feel better?”
My dick stirs, and it honestly baffles me how this man can have this effect on me. “My medication, it, um… makes things more difficult for me,” I say.
“Just tell me what you need,” he says.
“I don’t know what I need.”
“Let your Alpha take care of you.”
A small gasp leaves me, and Alexi is tugging down my sweatpants and boxers. I’m on autopilot as he undresses me. I just stare at his bare chest scattered with hair and how his cock is getting hard under his boxers.
Without much effort, he lifts me on his lap, my dick half hard as he groans. The sound hits my brain before my cock responds, becoming fully hard. Alexi’s hands rub up and down my thighs, and he just stares at my length while kneading my muscles.
“Do you need to come? Hmm, would that make my needy boy feel better?” I’m already feeling better having his skin against mine, and I can’t help to press harder against his lap. “That’s it. I’m going to make it better.”
He takes his own cock out of his boxers. It’s huge and weeping at the top. I can’t help but to stare and briefly get a glance of his knot. Fuck, that would feel good inside of me right now. But letting Alexi knot me seems like it would solidify everything. That I’m his Omega, and while I want that, I can’t have that right now.
“Soon, I’ll give you my knot. I’ll have you begging for it. Your tight, little ass dripping slick just begging me to fuck you.”
I groan as Alexi spits down on his cock and raises his thighs, pushing me closer to him. I’m so close that our lengths touch. Alexi grips both of us, pushing us together as he strokes us in tandem.
His scent is heavy in the room, and I haven’t been this turned on… quite possibly ever. The fear hits me of not being able to finish, but then Alexi is using one hand to stroke us together, and the other is rubbing my asshole. I involuntarily buck into his hand and moan.
“So good for your Alpha. I need you to come on me,” he says. We’re both angled toward his flexed stomach, and the imagery is too much. The fact that this Alpha wants me to come on him. Alexi has this way of making me still feel like a man while also allowing me to feel like an Omega. I could easily become addicted to it.
His pace increases, jerking us off together, and I can’t decide what I like more, the press of his cock against mine, the combination of our pre-cum being used as lube, or how good his hand feels. He easily slides a finger into me fully, and I’m bucking into his hand relentlessly.
“Be my good boy, and show me how good I make you feel.”
“Fuck.” My hips stutter until I’m shooting ropes of cum onto his stomach. He watches in awe, but he doesn’t finish. Immediately I slide off his lap onto my knees.
It’s at this moment, I don’t hate my designation as I look up into this Alpha’s eyes and see how pleased he is with me. I dip my fingers in my cum on his stomach and drag it along his length before wrapping my lips around the tip and sucking him down.
Alexi’s fingers tangle in my hair, but he lets me keep the pace. His pelvis bucks every time I swipe the underside of his head. I use one hand to toy with his balls and knot while I use my mouth.
“Fuck, you’re so good.”
I hum around his cock. How could I forget how much I enjoy being called good? How fucking unreal an Alpha’s undivided attention could feel.
Suddenly he’s groaning, his hand tight in my hair and his cock gagging my throat as he finishes. His cum tastes like his scent, and I swallow it down like the good Omega I am.
I sit up and look up at him as he blinks down at me.
“Stay the night.”
