“I want to put it on you,” he said, and he almost choked Roman when he pressed down on the back of his tongue. “And then you’ll fuck me in the nest I made nice and pretty for you. Be a good dog, Roman, if you want another treat.”
As soon as Sidian’s fingers left, Roman lifted his head off of the floor so Sidian could secure the muzzle in place. It occurred to him he should have wiped his face off first, but it was too late for that. The muzzle buckled into place at the back of his head, firm leather laid over his nose and cradling the line of his jaw. Steel bars connected the two pieces and caged his mouth, preventing him from biting no matter how much he wanted to. And he wanted to. He wanted his teeth in Sidian, but he wanted Sidian more than he wanted the mating bond.
Did that even make sense? He didn’t care. He just felt that way.
As soon as Sidian slid off of him, Roman sat up just in time to watch his omega peel the shirt up and over his head. He was lean and fair-skinned, though the odd scar stuck out to Roman here and there. There was a moment, a flare of uncertainty, a souring of Sidian’s sweet scent.
“Fucking gorgeous,” Roman whispered, and Sidian preened at the praise. “Pretty omega, I want you so fucking bad.”
Sidian laughed and stepped back well out of his reach. “Undress. Show me what you’ve got. If it’s not up to my standards, maybe I won’t want anything to do with it.”
Roman’s hands shook as he unbuckled his belt and shoved his jeans down, his cock smacking against his stomach when it was freed. Sidian’s eyes honed in on it, the omega licking his lipsbefore he made a dash for the bed. A delighted little laugh spilled from his lips as he leaped into the middle of it, the mattress bouncing beneath him before he turned those wild violet eyes on Roman.
There was something gratifying in how surprised Sidian was at the speed Roman could move when he needed to.
The mattress cushioned them both, so Roman didn’t crush Sidian when he pinned his mate down against the mattress, wishing he could kiss him but settling for running his hands over Sidian’s perfect body. He was still too thin for Roman’s taste, but they would get him there. Sidian shivered when Roman’s fingers traced over his sides—likely ticklish—and tensed when Roman cupped both of his breasts, rolling the nipples between his fingers. They were small, unnoticeable beneath the baggy shirts Sidian favored, but sensitive based on the way his eyelashes fluttered and his breathing tripped.
Sidian pushed Roman’s hands off of him and moved up into the pillows, spreading his thighs open wide so that Roman’s eyes were drawn to his cunt. “You’re not getting me on my knees. Not yet. Come fuck me before I change my mind.”
That was all Roman needed to hear.
Sidian’s hand wound through the collar when Roman moved to kneel between Sidian’s thighs, pulling his omega up into his lap to make up for the difference in size. Most of his height was in his legs, so they were much closer this way, and a groan rumbled in his chest when Sidian yanked the collar just as Roman’s cock slid between slick, puffy little folds.
“You’re such a fucking tease.” Sidian squirmed in Roman’s hand until the head of Roman’s cock caught against the twitching entrance of his mate’s cunt, a pleased noise pulling from Sidian’s throat. “Fuck menow.”
Who was Roman to argue with that?
A roll of his hips pushed the head of his cock into the slick heat of Sidian’s cunt, and Sidian’s head fell back on a choked gasp, gemstone eyes squeezing shut. A soothing rumble vibrated up Roman’s chest, a gentle rhythm that relaxed Sidian, easing the tension in his muscles until the death grip on Roman’s cock eased into something almost welcoming. Every careful thrust into Sidian had the omega whining, the hand on Roman’s collar tightening its grip until the leather pulled taut across his windpipe.
Choke me. You can. I won’t stop you.
The burn of it was glorious, a perfect contrast to the hot velvet, the fluttering grip of muscle as Sidian just seemed to draw Roman deeper and deeper into his pussy. He was so tight, so hot, so wet that it made Roman’s head thrum with static, his alpha rumbling in utter satisfaction at how prepared Sidian was for this. Sidian whimpered, and it was adorable, his thighs trembling in Roman’s hands as Roman rocked back just enough to ease in a little deeper. That slight tug of friction had both of them moaning, Sidian’s back arching. If Roman’s mouth was free, he’d have it on those pretty little tits, but next time. It could wait.
“Feels so fucking big,” Sidian slurred, reaching down to lazily stroke his clit. “So big andthick.”
A laugh lit his face when Roman batted his hand away, replacing Sidian’s fingers with his own, feeling the twitch of throbbing flesh beneath his touch as he stroked. “Let me do that. I’ve got you, darling.”
There was something magical about watching his cock disappear inside of Sidian for the first time, listening to the pretty little moans and whimpers the pressure drew from kiss-swollen, bloody lips. Knowing the only other alphas who had ever touched Sidian did so to hurt him made it paramount that this was good for him, that he felt nothing but pleasure. Romancouldn’t imagine hurting Sidian. He was so beautiful like this, strung out on sensation and milking Roman’s cock with every little thrust.
Roman’s hand slid up to his belly, imagining it swollen with life as he leaned over to nuzzle Sidian’s soft black hair. “I’ve got you now. I’ve got you.”
Sidian clenched up tight, rolling his hips. “Prove it. Fuck me and show me you’ve got me.”
Oh, withpleasure.
Sidian choked the moment Roman’s knot pressed against his folds, and he let Sidian feel the weight of it, the tease against his clit before pressing him down into the sheets. Trembling hands gripped his back almost frantically when he drew out of his omega, his hips snapping forward. The friction and pressure were immediate. Sidian swore, and his thighs clenched shut around Roman’s hips, his heels digging into Roman’s back.
Mark me up all you want,Roman thought, hissing when Sidian’s nails dug in and dragged over his flesh, the closed wound on his back tearing open until he could feel a few droplets of blood rolling down his skin.Scratch me, bruise me, bleed me. It feels so good to be yours.
Stamina and endurance were expected of alphas and drilled into the Vipers; fucking Sidian required both. Hot sparks danced along Roman’s spine with every thrust, a pressure building low in his gut every time his knot brushed up against Sidian’s pussy. Sidian mewled in pleasure and arched beneath him, nails scouring Roman’s flesh until the familiar sting told him his omega had drawn blood. That was what Roman wanted. Let Sidian claim him in all the ways he wanted to.
“So fucking good.” Sidian strained underneath Roman, lips parted in the cutest pout. “Gonna c-come. Don’t stop.”
“I won’t.” No matter how badly Roman wanted to chase his own orgasm, he wouldn’t.
Sidian quaked under him, head flinging itself back and forth, the long feathery strands of black hair clinging to Sidian’s cheeks and throat with sweat. When he came, it was pure agony, his cunt squeezing tight around Roman’s shaft and every thrust demanding Roman to fuck him harder to fight the grip. Slick gushed around them, soaking Roman’s thighs and knot, but he didn’t slow his thrusts. No stopping. Not allowing himself to be tempted to knot that perfect pussy when Sidian needed to come again. Roman’s poor, sweet, deprived little mate.
So much pain. So much pointless suffering. Roman had to make up for it. He had to give Sidian every single blissful second of pleasure he should have had all the time they’d been apart.
