I sighed. Gods, he was so endearingly aggravating. "So now what? You got me all worked up for nothing."
"Do you still want me to fuck you?" Zak asked, blunt and honest.
I shivered at the word as a new pulse of arousal ripped through me. Truthfully, I did want him to, but the risk of pregnancy was still there, even if I wasn't in heat.
Zak regarded the conflicted expression on my face and grinned. He leaned back. "Or, you could, y'know... Fuckme."
I stared at him. "What?" That wasnotsomething I expected to hear from him. Or any alpha, for that matter.
"Let me guess," Zak said dryly. "You're thinking about how you've never heard of an omega topping an alpha?"
"Shut up," I grumbled.
He grinned, knowing fully well he was right. "It's just an idea. My offer to jack myself off still stands, if you don't wanna do anything."
"Shutup," I said more forcefully.
"You got it, boss."
I pushed Zak to the ground, pinning him down by the wrists. He let out an eager yelp, then arched his back to press against me.
"Want me to fuck you, huh?" I asked in a rough whisper in his ear.
"So bad."
I shivered at Zak's open, honest desire. His back was arched and he gazed up at me with lust-glazed eyes. His body was splayed out on the ground. He was completely at my mercy. The raw vulnerability he exposed to me was not just sensual and erotic, but deeply intimate. Zak trusted me.
I set aside my mushy feelings and got to work. My cock was hard again. Apparently, it wasn't done with Zak yet. The feeling was mutual.
Shoving Zak's legs apart, I nestled myself between his thighs. His cock throbbed as it pressed against his stomach and leaked pre-cum on his skin. I found myself salivating over the sight of it before I shook my head and focused. I traced my fingers down Zak's sensitive skin, circling the base of his cock and gently touching his balls before arriving at his hole. He let out a soft hiss through his teeth.
Unlike me, Zak didn't have the ability to create his own natural lubrication.Useless alpha,I thought teasingly. I helped him out by reaching for my own slick and taking a handful--fuck, I was wet as hell for him--and applying it to Zak's entrance. He made a contented sound and relaxed at my touch.
"That yours?" he asked, sounding smug.
"Yes."
He grinned. "Wow. You made a lot, didn't you?"
I rolled my eyes and made him shut up by inserting a finger. Zak yelped, then sighed as his body adjusted to the intrusion. His cheeks were flushed and sweat rolled down his temple, making his dark hair stick to his forehead.
"Another?" I asked. When he nodded, I slipped a second finger past his tight ring of muscle. The heat of his body was incredible. "How is it?"
"Good. Not as good as your dick, though."
"Impatient," I muttered, though I was more amused than anything.
Seeing him adjust so well to my fingers, I decided to test out something bigger. I pulled them out, applied another handful of slick fluids, then pressed the head of my cock to his hole. Zak tensed before making himself relax. I wondered for a moment if he'd ever been fucked by anyone else, then became so enraged at the mere idea that I trampled it for good.
He's mine. No one else's.
I pushed into him. Zak hissed. His spine curved, but he was meeting me halfway, not trying to pull back so I knew he was enjoying it.
I was enjoying it, too. The tight heat of his ass was incredible. He sucked me in, pouring intense pleasure through my veins. I inched deeper into him, watching his expression and body language to make sure he was okay.
"Fuck," Zak said breathlessly. He clawed at the ground as my cock plunged in. "Damn, that feels amazing."
I smirked, pleased. "You look good on the ground beneath me."
