Page 98 of His Stolen Omega

It took three trips, but then Elm seemed satisfied, hopped onto the bed to sort through the items. He moved with intention, rolling cloth here, tucking there. When he was happy with his design, he moved onto his back, catching Levi’s eye as he spread his legs wide and invitingly. At Levi’s momentary hesitation, he held out his arms, a flash of uncertainty crossing his beautiful face.

Levi went to him, climbing on top of the omega to capture his mouth in an achingly gentle kiss. His cock found his entrance and eased into him, their mingled moans tangling between them as they were both drawn back into blissful ignorance, everything else fading away except for the need to claim and fortify this thing between them.

* * *

“Please, please, please!” Elm had gotten good at begging. It’d only taken him two days, but now every other word out of his mouth was a plea for Levi to go harder, faster, take him deeper.

Levi relished in it, more than happy to oblige, slowing his hips when the omega wanted tender, and picking up speed when he was desperate for release. He studied his body, learned where to press and hold. Where to bite and lick and tease. Playing the omega was like playing an instrument, practice was key.

“I’ll have you mastered before the rut’s end,” he swore, licking tears off ruddy cheeks, grinning when the omega came and went boneless beneath him for the millionth time.

“No more.” Elm tried to shake his head but only managed a little bit of movement. “I can’t.”

“You said that the last time.” Levi hauled Elm up, his legs spread over his lap, and buried his nose against his neck, inhaling his scent as he pumped the room with more of his pheromones to entice the omega into the proper response. “And the time before that.” He laughed and kissed his cheek, then whispered into his ear, “Get hard for me, omega.”

Elm’s body did as it was told, even as the omega sobbed in his arms.

“Tell me it feels good,” Levi ordered as he lifted him, spreading his cheeks, and slowly lowered him onto his cock. He groaned as he was engulfed by warm, wet heat, that space still tight despite how many times he’d pillaged it already.

“Good,” he dutifully replied. “So. Good.”

“Was it always like this?” He couldn’t recall that ever being the case for him. “Did sex with others feel like this?”

Even though he’d been the one to bring it up, Levi felt a rush of possessiveness, gripping the omega by the nape and yanking his head back so their eyes could meet. He growled, fucking up into him with more aggression.

“No,” Elm said, and it didn’t seem like he was lying. Didn’t seem like he was placating him. “Never.”

Levi wanted to believe that.

Because it’d never been like this for him either. If it had been, if it’d even come close, he would have partaken a lot more frequently. Would have wasted days, weeks, between sinful omega thighs.

Wouldn’t have allowed those toys the pleasure of knowing the inside of his treasure.

“Please.” Elm clung to him, dropping his head to Levi’s shoulder, but ground down on his cock, squeezing around him. “Again.”

He was greedy for his knot.

But who was Levi to deny his omega.

* * *

Levi woke with the omega on top of him.

He’d dozed off during a short break, knowing the omega needed rest to keep going. It was day four, and his rut was still raging, possibly due to the fact he’d taken a mate. Levi had decided not to dwell on it until later.

Since the pause had been for Elm’s sake, it took Levi a moment to piece together what was happening when he was dragged out of sleep.

The omega was riding his cock, bouncing over him, nails digging into Levi’s chest. He was moving hard enough the bed was rocking, and when he figured out Levi was awake, he opened his eyes and stared down at him.

Eyes that were glowing.

Heat.

His omega had entered heat.

Elm lifted his left wrist and licked it, then brought it forward, pressing it against Levi’s lips. He wasn’t gentle about it either, hissing when Levi didn’t react fast enough, bottoming out on him so he could clench around Levi’s stiff member with all his might.

Levi grunted, mouth opening, and found that flesh pushed against his teeth.