Chapter 18
Chapter Eighteen
Tatum
Low lighting and rich, dark colors set the tone of the private room my client has reserved. The main feature of the space is a low platform stage with a pole front and center. A luxurious king bed made up in black silk sheets sits at the back of the space with a red leather couch.
The curtain covering the door swishes open, I can’t stop the gasp that escapes me, when the large Alpha walks in.
He’s so big. Built like Hayden. Like Declan. Tall, broad shoulders, muscular arms. The black cotton fabric of his shirt clings to the muscles of his chest, with the short sleeves showing off the tattoos that swirl down the bulge of his arms. The dark wash blue jeans do nothing to hide the hulking bulge in the front that strains against his zipper.
Jesus.
Physically speaking, he’s certainly my type. But there is always the chance his scent could be awful… My scent could be unpleasant to him as well.
I can’t see his face or hair because of the ski mask that only has two small holes for his eyes. I can’t see the color from here. It’s too dark in this room anyway. A thrill rushes through me at the sight. This feels like a dirty secret. I bite my lip to contain my whimper.
I keep dancing, waiting for him to say something, my heart picking up speed with every second. I’ve only been in here for maybe five minutes, and now that the Alpha has joined me, I’m feeling even more unsteady. My body glistens with sweat as I struggle to keep myself focused. What will he ask of me? What will he want to do to me?
He moves confidently through the room, stopping close enough that he could reach out and touch me, and his scent of bergamot and sandalwood washes over me.
He must be releasing calming pheromones, because I falter. I have to stop dancing to balance myself against the chrome pole in the middle of the stage as his scent hits me so hard I nearly moan. My chest heaves with every breath I take. As the effects of this Alpha rush through my system, my body loosens up, slick gathers in the lace of my underwear, and my breathing gets heavier.
“I’m Tatum,” I say on a breathy sigh, instantly cursing myself for not giving him the name I go by here at work. Too late now.
“Kodiak,” he says, and my eyes go wide.
“My boss said you prefer to be anonymous.” Whatever his pheromones are doing to me, they’re also fucking with my filter. Loosening me up, making me want to give in.
“I do. But I want to hear you moaning my name. That can’t happen unless you know whose name to scream when that slick gushes from you.” The tall, strong alpha surprises me as he reaches out, gripping my hips, and pulls me into him. I instinctually wrap my legs around him, and don’t try to stop him from carrying me across the room toward the couch.
No need to guess what this room is used for with the multiple surfaces to lay an Omega across. At least I know it’s well cleaned every night.
“Woah, you’re not wasting any time,” I giggle breathlessly, feeling a little awkward, my arms resting on his shoulders as he takes a seat, and my legs are forced wide to straddle him.
“I’m intrigued by you. The way you move. How sweet and shy you are. Fuck. The way these look on you…” Kodiak touches the bows at the top of my stockings with his large hands.
“You’ve been watching me?” I ask, practically panting because of how nervous I am, even though his pheromones are working overtime to turn me into a horny mess.
The last time I was this turned on–you know what? No. I don’t want to think about my first heat, or Hayden, right now.
“Only a little,” he growls, as he pushes the fingers of one of his big hands into the hair at the base of my neck and pulls me into him. He buries his mask-covered face against the curve of my neck, nuzzling me. Instinct has me seeking out the heat of his skin as I reach down for the hem of his shirt, and start tugging it up. He’s completely dressed, and I’m in lingerie on his lap. There are entirely too many layers between us as the haze of my lust-addled brain takes over. He lets me remove his shirt, careful not to let his mask come off too.
There’s no denying that Kodiak is a compatible Alpha. Sitting in this man’s lap, I’m way more comfortable than I should be with a masked stranger, but it’s almost like the mask allows this moment to feel like a dream.
It’s not real, and when it’s over, I can pretend it was just a delicious fantasy.
His natural scent is somewhat masked by a cologne, with hints of bergamot and sandalwood peaking through. I breathe in deeply, wishing I could kiss him.
“I’m not experienced,” I say, as I lean down, and tentatively press little kisses to his bare chest. The throbbing feel of him below me seems to harden with the touch.
“I heard,” he confirms, his hands gripping my hips firmly as he thrusts up against my slick center. This all feels so good that I’ve nearly forgotten I’m supposed to be doing this for money when he reaches up to unclasp my bra.
“That costs extra,” I say in a husky tone. As much as I want to just let go and have fun, I need to be smart. This is a job, not a hookup. “More to touch.”
“How much more, little Omega?”
“I–I don’t know. Declan said I needed to negotiate. This is my first time doing this. What do you want to do?” I nibble my lip, staring into his eyes as I lean back. It’s dark in here, but there’s enough lighting to see they’re a bright blue. I can just barely see enough of the area around his left eye to tell that it’s scarred.
“Fifty thousand, and you let me do everything I want.” He hasn’t released his controlling grip on my hips, but he’s holding me steady. His words don’t fully sink in, because I’m so distracted by the touch of his skin against mine.
Then I realize what he’s said. How much he’s offering.
“What's everything?” I whisper, voice shaking as the reality of what that kind of money could do for Mom.
“If I could? Make you come. Fuck you raw. Come inside this sweet pussy,” he grunts like he’s barely holding onto his control.
“Will you knot me?” I ask, not sure what I want him to say. When I told my boss I didn’t want this unknown Alpha to knot me, he was a stranger. Right now… Well, he doesn’t feel like a stranger…
“Thought you didn’t want to take a knot.”
“You’re a stranger…” I whisper.
“A stranger whose cock you’re currently grinding against.” He slowly slides one bra strap down, and then the other, until my breasts are spilling free. He carelessly tosses the fabric aside, taking both breasts into the palms of his hands.
“Good point,” I gasp as he rolls my hips in a way that has the seam of his jeans rubbing my clit while the bulge of his cock pulses against the soaked pink lace covering my pussy. “I haven’t…you know…in a long time. I don’t want you to think I’m about to blow your mind or something. I barely know how to get myself off…” I mumble, not adding that I don’t even bother trying, and he lets out a low chuckle.
“Maybe you should be paying me,” he teases, and I scoff.
“Ha. Very funny. But you’d be doubly disappointed. I’m in this room for a reason, Kodiak,” I confess, telling him too much. I’m feeling vulnerable, so I push my body into his, wrapping my arms around his neck so I can press more kisses to his skin, tasting a hint of salt.
“I’ll have Declan wire the money to your account immediately. There’s only one thing I want in return, Omega.” His words are low and growly. I like the shiver that rolls across my skin at the sound.
“Take your knot?” I pant, breathless, as my heart pounds in my chest. Can I do it? Can I fuck him? Take his knot?
“Come for me. Get yourself off, moan my name. Let me watch you fall apart,” he growls, sounding so familiar, but my mind is too foggy with his scent and pheromones to process his request. He just wants me to come?
I don’t think, I just move. My Omega needs take over as I rock my hips a little faster, bouncing just a bit, until I get the right angle against my clit. I place my hands on his shoulders to give myself leverage as I grind hard against him. His fingers find my nipples as he watches me move in his lap, and I moan. My skin is electric with pleasure at the feel of him between my thighs.
His fingers are like magic, sending a violent thrill through my body with every pinch to the sensitive flesh.
“Oh, fuck, Kodiak… Fuck…” I mumble, half delirious from the pleasure. How good will he feel inside me?
“Come for me, Tatum. Moan for me, Baby.”
“Fuck yes, Kodiak…” I moan his name as my movements become jerky and my orgasm starts. It builds slowly, making me gasp, rolling through me like a wave. When it crests, I cry out for him, clinging to him as my pussy gushes, soaking through my panties, and drenching the front of his jeans.
“You’re so fucking sexy when you come apart for me, Omega. I could watch you all night, Baby Girl.” He presses what feels like a kiss to my cheek, but it’s hard to tell through the mask. “Thank you for that pretty gift.”
I’m huffing against the skin of his neck, the last of my orgasm fading, while sitting in his lap. I’m not shy about clinging to him as I try to find my strength to return the favor. Giving into my instincts, I bury my head below his chin. I’m about to scent mark him, like a fucking lunatic, when he chuckles. Gently lifting me by my hips, he sets me down on the couch and stands. I’m blinking up at him, embarrassed about my almost slip up, when he reaches to pick up the black fabric sitting next to me and pulls his massive t-shirt on over my head. Now I’m confused.
“Why are you covering me up?” I practically pout, panic setting in. Was I not good enough? Did he change his mind? “You’re leaving?” In the panic that I wasn’t enough, I reach for him. I want to prove–what? That I can earn the money he promised.
He said he only wanted one thing… Some Alphas love the scent of an Omega’s slick after she comes, but could that really be all he needs?
What about the part of me that was so into this because there was a chance to let go, and let go of my inhibitions without wondering if he’s judging me for wanting him. I begin to worry if what I’m doing will make him see me as less-than. He’s paying me for this. I can’t seem too desperate because I want him when I’m being paid to want him. Damn Omega hind brain.
“The money will be in your account in the morning. As deliciously tempting as you are, if I don’t leave now, I’ll be locked to you knot deep for the rest of the fucking week, my Pretty Gift. As badly as I want to… You’re not ready for that. The next time I have you naked before me, you’ll be begging for my knot, rather than the need for money driving your motivations.” He leans down, pressing another mask covered kiss to the top of my head, before leaving the same way he came in.
I try not to feel too disappointed. This is a wish come true, isn't it? He’s going to pay me fifty grand because I came in his lap, and all I had to remove was my bra?
I wanted more, though. The thought of doing this with any other Alpha makes me slightly uneasy. I want Kodiak. I want to do this again, but not with just anyone. All I know is his name. I don’t even know what his face looks like, beyond his blue eyes.
He’d said he thought I only wanted him tonight because I needed money. It’s true, that's how I ended up in this room, but once I got here, Kodiak made me want him.
I was more desperate for him, than I was for the money. That's dangerous. I’m suddenly glad that he’s gone. That he ended this before it went further.
I’ve been sitting in here a while, knowing I need to head to the locker room so I can get changed and walk home when the door opens, and Hayden walks in.
He smiles when he sees me, and I try to ignore the twinge in my chest telling me not to worry about his reaction.
“Come on, I’ll give you a ride home. I’m not letting you walk alone in this condition, after all.”
“You’re a pain in my ass,” I huff, and he chuckles.
“I get that a lot.”