CHAPTER 22
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Ihadn’t meant to walkpast Tibby’s nest, really. I knew exactly what was going down inside as Aria had stopped by my office to let me know, and I should have avoided the second floor like the plague. They always say curiosity killed the cat, but I think that the phrase should say ‘the omega’s pheromones drove the alpha insane,’ because as I stood at the top of the landing Tibby’s strawberries and cream scent curled around me. It beckoned me in as if she had thrown the door to the nest open and invited me to join in on the debauchery happening within. It was sharper than it normally was, it was thick with a heady lust that nearly brought me to my knees.
At the realization that her scent was going to affect me so heavily, I should have turned around and walked back down the stairs to take a dip in the cold-ass pool on the terrace. I should have done anything to keep my alpha instincts under a firm, iron-tight control. Instead, my feet carried me down the hallway to the door to the nest, where the scent was the strongest. The sound of Tibby’s moans were muffled, but my cock was rock hard as I listened at the door and my chest was heaving with rapid breaths.I’m tipping into a rut.The realization rocked through me like an explosion, I hadn’t experienced a rut since I was a wet-eared teenager, and even then it had been nothing like this.I can’t go into a rut,I told myself firmly, as if I could control it. Normally, I was the king of self-control, but now I was huffing in Tibby’s scent like a drug addict. I was barely in control of my body as I reached for the doorknob....
“Theo?” Cobb’s voice came from directly behind me, and I whipped around to stare down at the beta. He had absolutely no idea that he’d just walked into the worst possible situation for the both of us, but my instincts were bearing down on me and I needed to do something to ease the pain from them.
“In a rut,” I managed to grit out. “Need your help, Guppy.”
I didn’t wait for Cobb to answer me, instead, I pushed against him until his back hit the opposite wall of the hallway with a dull thud. I put my hands flat on the wall on either side of Cobb’s head and boxed him in, crashing my mouth into his in an aggressive, biting kiss. Despite the rut, I could still feel elation echoing through my body at being reconnected with him once again, despite the way that we had left things five years ago.
Judging by the moan that shuddered out of him, Cobb was probably feeling some of the same things that I was.
“Where?” His question was murmured against my mouth, and I nudged him towards my bedroom door, which was only a few doors down, and away from Tibby’s nest. We practically stumbled inside and closed the door behind us with a slam.
The room was dark, and I didn’t bother to turn the lights on as I backed Cobb into the edge of the king-sized bed until the back of his knees bumped into the edge of the mattress.
“Clothes off,” I demanded and tugged at the hem of the t-shirt he was wearing, helping him pull it over his head. Cobb was built like a runner, sinewy muscles and tendons were easily visible underneath his skin as he breathed heavily.
“Off,” I said again with more of a growl than actual words.
There was a war of emotions on Cobb’s face as he considered what to do next. “Please, Guppy.” I added. My body itched wildly from the rut, and it felt like fire ants were crawling across my skin and leaving trails of fire in their wake.
With a sigh, Cobb slid the sweatpants that he was wearing down past his hips before stepping out of them. “We’re going to need to have a serious discussion after this, Theo.”
I nodded and my mouth slammed into his again, the time for the discussion would happen later, but right now I needed to slake the lust that was coursing through my body like the beat of a drum.
With a little shove, I pushed Cobb down onto the bed and began to strip out of the sweatpants and t-shirt that I’d put on after my shower with Aria earlier. My cock was painfully hard, and I couldn’t help but give it two pumps with my hand as I surveyed the man in front of me.
My eyes followed the curves of Cobb’s brown muscles and flat stomach down to the thatch of dark pubic hair and steadily stiffening cock. My mouth practically watered as I stared down at Cobb’s erection, it had been fivelongyears since the last time that I had seen it. It was long, slender, and I still remember it being one of the smoothest cocks that I’d ever touched. It only had small veins on either side to interrupt the smooth expanse of skin.
Still gripping my own cock in one hand, I reached out and wrapped my free hand around Cobb’s length and gripped it tightly, giving it a couple of pumps and drawing a harsh gasp out of the beta.
I had a decision to make, I could get right down to things, like my body was riding me hard to do, or, I could take my time and enjoy this—just in case this was the last time that I ever got to do this with him. I sure as hell hoped that it wasn’t, but the serious discussion was still weighing heavily in the part of my mind that was still rational. If this was the last time that I would ever be with Cobb like this, I wanted to make the most of it.
Releasing Cobb’s cock I replaced my hand with my mouth, sliding my lips around the head of his cock before taking it fully into my mouth.
