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He was right, but Uriel wasn’t going to admit to it.

“Such a sweet little hole,” Bruiser purred, withdrawing his finger and pressing it back in, deeper this time. “You’re being really good for me, taking me so eagerly. Do you want my fingers in here? My cock?”

Uriel made a choked sound, his hole fluttering.

Bruiser pulled out his finger and drew Uriel’s underwear to the side, revealing the crack of his ass. Then he reached further between Uriel’s legs and tugged aside the crotch of his briefs, letting his cock and balls slip out. They were still hidden inside his sweatpants, but somehow, this was the most exposed Uriel had felt in his life.

Bruiser released Uriel’s underwear and slid his hand around Uriel’s hip, pushing it down the front of his pants. Without waiting, he grasped Uriel’s throbbing cock.

A ragged sound burst from Uriel’s throat. His hips jerked; he thrust helplessly into Bruiser’s hot fist. The next thing he knew, he was coming, his toes curling, his entire body shaking like a leaf.

“Now I get why you liked being treated like an omega,” Bruiser murmured, using Uriel’s cum as lube as he continued to stroke. “I had you pinned under me, and—You were wet, weren’t you? I had you pinned, and you wanted my cock deep inside you.”

Uriel panted, giving a full-body shudder.

“You wanted me balls-deep, fucking you into the ground, hitting your sweet spot over and over so you’d scream,” Bruiser growled. “Is that why you’ve been so grumpy? You needed it fucked out of you, but you didn’t know how to ask.”

Uriel was shaking now, gasping, his balls too tight and his hole too empty.

“You wanted to be impaled on my cock,” Bruiser murmured, hitching Uriel’s hips up so he could press his heavy bulge between Uriel’s cheeks. “You needed to be stretched open, worked over by a big alpha cock. How long have you gone without, sweetheart? You need to be constantly filled to make up for it, don’t you? You need my cock buried inside you all the time, you need to be pumped full of my cum, and knotted to hold it all in there.”

Uriel came again, shoving his hands over his mouth to hold in his scream.

“Fuck,” Bruiser rasped. He released Uriel’s cock and pulled his hips away from Uriel’s ass. The next thing Uriel knew, Bruiser’s fingers were dipping between his cheeks, swiping through the slick and pressing into his hole, three fingers all at once.

He wheezed, his toes curling. Bruiser found his prostate and began to massage. It was almost too much. Uriel writhed and tried to breathe.

“You feel ready for me,” Bruiser murmured breathlessly. “Do you want my cock, sweetheart? Want me to stretch you open, work you over like the good omega you are?”

“Yes,” Uriel whined.

Bruiser bent him over the counter and pulled down his pants and underwear, exposing his ass. Then he grasped Uriel’s asscheek and pried him open, swearing at what he saw. “You’re all red and puffy, ready for me to fuck you loose.”

He ran his thumb around Uriel’s rim, dipping it inside. And he stretched Uriel open, looking in.

Uriel’s hole squeezed; it couldn’t close completely because Bruiser was keeping him stretched. His face burned.

“You look perfect,” Bruiser said.

Before Uriel could deny it, Bruiser released him. Uriel choked down his whimper. Then the alpha was back, pushing a warm, velvety length between his cheeks, thrusting lightly. Uriel rolled his hips and tried to take him inside.

“Yes,” Bruiser growled. “So hungry for me.”

He slid the length of his cock against Uriel’s hole, back and forth until Uriel squirmed.

“Stop teasing,” Uriel hissed.

Bruiser chuckled low in his throat. “Yeah? What do you need?”

And he rocked against Uriel’s entrance, that heavy thickness a promise of pleasure.

“Please,” Uriel whispered.

Bruiser groaned. And he pressed his tip against Uriel’s hole, slowly sinking in.

He was big. Uriel had forgotten how big he was, until he stretched Uriel wide. And suddenly Uriel was coming, screaming into his palm as he shot everywhere.

“Fuck,” Bruiser hissed, thrusting deeper into Uriel’s convulsing body. It tore a ragged shout out of Uriel’s throat and made his orgasm go on forever. “Feels like you were made for me.”