Chapter 11Gavin
CHAPTER
ELEVEN
GAVIN
This is wrong. The whole situation is fucked up.
Jules is out of his mind, not thinking clearly. If he was, he never would’ve touched me the way he did in the car. I should’ve fought against him harder, told him enough is enough and been strong enough to lock him in his room so he can take care of himself.
At the end of the day, I’m not that strong. I’m still an alpha, same as any alpha, and he’s an omega in heat, needy for a cock—my cock.
Laying him out on my bed, I follow him down and blanket his body with my own. He moans and arches against me, rubbing his still-hard cock against my abdomen. The scent of his heat wraps around the most basic, instinctual part of my animal hindbrain and I grasp behind his knee, push his leg up and thrust into him.
“Gavin,” Jules cries out as his wet heat clenches around me.
I groan and fuck into him. Our bodies slap together as he claws at my shoulder and rolls his hips, encouraging me to fuck him harder—deeper. Too deep and I’ll be inside of his womb. Not that he seems to care as he writhes under me.
“So needy for me,” I rasp as I lick and nip at his throat.
“Because . . . you’re my alpha,” he whines.
“Yours.” I claim his mouth, shoving my tongue between his lips as I ignore every alarm telling me to slow down, to talk to him, to clarify what this is and what this isn’t. But, he feels so good squeezing around my cock.
He clearly wants me. Even in heat, if he didn’t want to be fucked, to be bred, there would be some ounce of resistance even as his body responded. There is none of that from Jules. He’s all want and need as he clenches around my shaft. Even though I know it’s wrong, I should stop, I should run as fast as I can in the other direction, I can’t force myself away from Jules. Not when he feels the way he does. Not when he smells the way he does.
He whimpers into my mouth and wraps his legs around my hips, meeting me thrust for thrust. His slick makes everything easier and I sink into him again and again. My balls clench as I shove one hand into his hair and tangle my fingers in the soft blonde strands. He’s so fucking pretty.
“Fuck.” He yanks his mouth away from mine and wheezes for breath as he exposes his throat to me. Such a good omega. He submits so well. “You feel so good.”
“You were made to take my cock.” His body feels like it was designed just for me as I pull out and roll him to his stomach. He whines and wiggles as I fall over top of him and sink into him again.
“Make me yours.” He arches against me as he presses his cheek into the blanket. His cheeks are flushed, eyes wide and wild. “Keep me.”
My gums ache. I groan before clamping my mouth around the junction between his neck and shoulder and sucking a dark bruise into his skin. He moans and thrusts against the mattress.
It would be so fucking easy to break skin, to make Jules mine in the most primal way among shifters. If I tethered him to me, he’d never have to worry about anything ever again. I’d spend the rest of my life taking care of him the way a good alpha should take care of their omega. But I shouldn’t. I shouldn’t because... because... Fuck.
I shove a hand under his body and take hold of his cock as he clenches around me. He cries out, the sound high-pitched and desperate as he thrusts between my fingers. I pump into his wet hole, chasing the pleasure.
“You want me to make you mine?” It’s an insane question. Even more insane to consider doing it. Keeping him. “Breed you? Going to be my perfect omega?”
“Yes,” he sobs, clenching at my hip. My cock is so fucking hard inside of him, it hurts. His walls are stretched so far to accommodate me it’s a wonder he doesn’t hurt. “I wish you were my alpha. I wouldn’t have run if I was promised to you. I like you. I really, really like you. Please, Gavin.”
“Baby.” I kiss a path across his jaw and lick at the corner of his mouth. His breath is hot on my chin. “You’re not going anywhere. No more running.”
Jules can put down roots right here. I’ll make sure of it. I’ll make him mine.
“I won’t run from you, I swear.” He turns his head and seeks out my lips. I slot my mouth over his and lick my way between his lips. He moans as his tongue twists with mine, a little clumsy and unsure, but he’s a quick learner and finds the right rhythm as we move together.
“Gonna fuck you deep,” I whisper against his swollen mouth. “Want me in your womb?”
“Yes. Do it.” He pushes onto his knees and bounces back on my cock. “Breed me.”
I wrap my arm around his waist and rock into him a little deeper each time. He whimpers when my cockhead bumps against his womb but doesn’t shy away. “Has anyone ever fucked your womb before?”
He shakes his head. “No one ever fucked me before.”
I groan and slam into him, popping through his womb barrier with ridiculous ease. Jules shouts and clenches around me. His cock twitches between my fingers and he soaks my fist in cum. I shiver, rolling my hips, fucking him deeper as his womb tightens around the head of my cock. He whines and trembles against me.
“Easy, baby. Easy. I know it’s uncomfortable. Relax for your alpha. I’m not gonna hurt you. I know you can take it.” I kiss his throat as I cup his balls and roll them between my fingers.
“You’re so deep inside me.” His voice cracks as he presses his face into my throat.
“Yeah. You like it, baby?” I slip my fingers under his balls and trace his stretched rim with my fingers. He twitches in my arms, gushing more slick around my cock. “Want to know what it feels like when your alpha fills your womb?”
His nails bite into my forearm as he leans against me. “Yes. Please.”
I coo in his ear as I move inside of his womb. “Such a well-mannered omega. Asking so nicely for my cock.”
“Because my alpha’s so good to me.” He mouths at my throat, lips and tongue drifting over my Adam’s apple. My balls pull tight against my body. There’s no fighting against my release as his hole spasms around me and his womb sucks at my cockhead. I push into him with a groan, as far as I can go, and fill his womb. It feels so fucking good to let go encased in his wet heat. I’m not sure how I’m ever going to come anywhere else.
Jules’ fingers dig into my arm before I ease him down onto the mattress and grind against him. “How’s that, baby? Everything you needed?”
His heat is far from over but I’ll fuck his womb as much as he wants.
“It was perfect.” He sighs as he relaxes under me. “You’re perfect.”
“That’s my line,” I tell him as I ease out of his body.
“Wait. Not yet. Fuck me again... please,” he whispers. He doesn’t have to ask or beg.
I run my hand down his damp spine and palm his ass. He spreads his legs and I sink my fingers into his dripping hole. He sucks me in, as needy as ever.
“I will. Don’t worry. I’m going to take good care of you.” He doesn’t have to worry about anything. I’m going to take him through his heat and he’ll enjoy every second of it. “Fuck yourself on my fingers.”
He rolls his hips and I sit up, pushing his legs further apart and kneeling between them. His hole isn’t as stretched as it had been around my cock but he’s still so fucking tight as I watch his body swallow my fingers. “I’m so proud of you. You’re such a good listener. So obedient.”
“Only for you,” he says. I palm his ass and spread his cheeks before sliding down the bed. He twitches when I pull my fingers from him but cries out and presses back against my mouth when I replace them with my tongue. His slick is sweet and thick as I eat at his hole. Every flick of my tongue or nip of my teeth has his legs kicking beside me as he fucks my face until he’s begging for more—for his alpha’s cock—not just with his body but with his words too.
The scent of his heat is heavy in the air, overpowering, when I roll him to his back and sink into him again at the same time I claim his mouth. He sobs against my lips, partly in desperation, partly in relief, as he fists my hair and lifts his hips to take me deeper.
I sink into his womb easier this time, fucking him in short, sharp thrusts. “I’m going to make you overflow,” I whisper against his mouth. “Come in you so much you have no choice but to leak.”
Right now every load I give him is held safe and warm in his womb but eventually, it will be filled to the max and anything that doesn’t fit will leak out around my cock with his slick.
“I like this side of you too,” he says.
I shove my fingers into his hair and pull his head back, catching his gaze as I expose his throat. “I’m going to make you mine, Jules. Going to breed you. Make you swell with my baby. You’ll be so pretty.”
“Do it.” He tips his head further back and this time when I clamp my mouth around the right spot, I break skin. He cries out, thrashing under me, wet heat spreading between us as his blood fills my mouth. I groan and sink into him, fucking him hard and fast. His teeth sink into my throat. In an instant, as I fill his womb and pleasure explodes across every nerve ending, we are bonded. Mated for life.
Jules’ scent blooms around me—still wildflowers and blackberries but richer in ways, twined with my scent. He pants against my throat as I lick the wound my teeth left behind, making sure it will heal properly. Scar properly. No one will ever doubt that he’s claimed—claimed by me. His alpha.
“My omega,” I whisper in his ear as I settle deep in his womb.
He sighs and relaxes under me. “My alpha.”
I thread my fingers through his hair and kiss the corner of his mouth. “I’m going to take such good care of you, Jules.”
He brushes his mouth against mine. “I’ll do the same for you, Gavin.”
“I know you will.” I ease out of his body and tuck us both under the blankets so we can get some sleep. I’ll have to get him something to eat and drink soon, so he can keep his energy up, but right now we both need rest. I don’t know how long his heat typically lasts but I’m going to make damn sure my mate enjoys every second of it.