Page 94 of His Stolen Omega

A cry of pain slipped past Elm’s lips and Levi froze over him.

For a charged moment, everything went still, and Elm had a moment to wonder if the alpha had come to his senses.

Then he was hit with a wave of targeted lust pheromones that had him moaning and drenching himself in slick. His skin heated and his head dropped, cheek splashing in a puddle of white paint. When the alpha released him, and he felt a brush of cool air against his backside as his pants were removed, Elm clawed at the stone.

“Breathe,” Levi whispered, settling over him, pressing him down with his chest to his back. Using one of his knees, he spread Elm’s legs open, hushing him when he tensed and whimpered. “Breathe, omega. I’m here.”

It was on the tip of Elm’s tongue to point out that his presence was the literal problem right now, but then he felt something prod against his entrance, instantly silencing him.

The alpha hushed him again, circling that tight ring of muscle before finally easing his finger inside. Another blast of lust pheromones had Elm tipping his hips up, slick leaking, allowing Levi to push in deeper.

Elm tried to focus on his breathing, just as the alpha had suggested, mind struggling to make sense of what was happening and how he felt about it. It was different than when he was in heat. He was fully aware of what was going on, completely present and highly attuned to the situation and every move the alpha made.

That finger slid in all the way and began slowly pumping, easing in and out of him before it started feeling around. When it found his prostate, Elm jerked and gasped, muscles twitching around the invasion.

Levi shushed him and kissed his shoulder, his touch tender even as he slid in a second digit and wiggled them. He took his time opening Elm up, stretching him bit by bit, as though his rut wasn’t causing him to blaze like an inferno. The control he displayed should have been comforting, but in some ways, it only made Elm more anxious.

Because if the alpha could restrain himself to that level of expertise, didn’t that mean Elm didn’t stand a chance against him?

The dirty, wet sounds filling the room as the alpha played with his ass had Elm’s breath hitching and his ears burning. In the past, sex had just been a fun pastime with friends or one-night stands. There’d been no reason to be hyperaware of himself, them, or the noises their bodies made as they came together. But now…Everything felt different with Levi.

Charged.

Wrong.

And yet right.

His eyes stared across the room, at the spot he’d been standing when he’d challenged the alpha to fuck him weeks prior. Maybe he’d been so confident then because a part of him had known Levi wouldn’t take the bait.

A third finger joined the other two, and Elm writhed, unable to resist the pangs of pleasure that zipped through his nerve endings.

The alpha lifted off him a little, testing, and when Elm didn’t try to drag himself away, let out a pleased rumble that had Elm’s dick drip where it was trapped against the wooden floorboards.

Levi nipped at his shoulder lightly, almost playfully, then nuzzled his jaw against the crook of Elm’s neck. His tongue flicked out, tracing the curve of Elm’s ear, before he moved lower and worked his earlobe between his teeth.

Elm stayed as still as possible, not wanting to set the predator off, but unable to keep his body from twitching and vibrating as those fingers picked up speed and began pounding into him as though trying to carve a path for his entire hand.

Just the thought of that had him whining and shaking his head.

The alpha pulled out, but before Elm could feel any sort of way about it, he flipped him onto his back.

Paint pooled around them, some of it sticking to Elm’s right arm, but the second Levi loomed over him, he forgot all about it. His eyes were glowing, bright and silver, practically hypnotizing Elm with their intensity. He moaned, back bowing when lust pheromones cascaded over him, his legs folding when the alpha moved between them.

Maintaining eye contact, Levi bent his head slowly, lapping at one of Elm’s nipples. He traced over his areola, then covered the perky bud with his lips and gave a hard suck that had Elm’s dick bouncing and his ass clenching. His hand, the one covered in Elm’s juices, found his other sensitive nipple and tweaked it.

Elm was just starting to give in to the pleasure when the alpha shifted and he felt the blunt tip of him bump against his entrance. A startled sound slipped out of him, and his hands slapped against Levi’s chest.

The alpha captured his wrists with ease, slamming them over his head and pinning them to the floor. The move brought their faces closer together, their bodies chest to chest. He searched Elm’s face, must have spotted the panic, because a wave of soothing pheromones mixed into the seductive ones.

“Relax,” Levi said, hushing him when Elm frantically shook his head. “I won’t break you, treasure. Easy.”

“Don’t.” Elm shut his eyes when the alpha dragged his cock down his crease, and then brought it back to his hole.

“You’re ready for it.”

“No.” So much for thinking sex was just sex. A part of him wanted to do it just to see what all the fuss was about dominant alphas supposedly being gods in the bedroom. But the other part of him…

This was the Leviathan they were talking about.