Chapter 3
CHAPTER THREE
Nyx
Being manhandled by my Alpha has always been a dream of mine.
That Alpha being my new boss, not so much.
Before logic can take over my brain cells, Sheriff Bates pulls me into a scorching kiss. I’m lost to the feel of his soft lips gliding over mine. It’s overwhelming to my senses and my inner Omega fucking purrs in delight at his dominance.
Our mouths tangle together, as if we’ve done this before. There’s zero hesitation between us. The connection so powerful neither of us seem to want to stop.
A sharp knock on the door behind me is what finally breaks the spell.
With heavy breaths, he calls out, “Who is it?”
“It’s me, boss. I have some paperwork for you to sign.” I recognize Nadine’s voice despite the muffling of his office.
Not soundproof. Good to know.
It clearly didn’t stop us, but maybe fucking me over his desk isn’t something we should rush into until we’re in a less public place. While my body cries out at the loss of his touch, the slightest hint of rational thought demands I slow this runaway train down.
Reaching past me, he inches the door open to only reveal a sliver of space. “Thanks, Nadine. Please take messages for me for the next little while. I’ve got something urgent to attend to.”
I hear the other woman hum an agreeable noise, then he’s shutting the door to send her away. The files in his hand hit the floor and his hands move to my hips again.
With more restraint than should be possible, I slip my hand up to his chest. “Hold on just a minute.”
His eyes light with fire as his muscles tightened. I nearly groan at the sight. He’s tempting me without even trying.
“What do you need, precious Omega? Name it and it’s yours.”
I whimper at the unbridled power pouring off him. His Alpha pheromones are working overtime on my system. One more minute and I’ll be bent over that desk, noise be damned.
Pushing him gently, I step back to lean against the door. “We… we can’t. Not here. It’s my first day.”
Ignoring my protests, the Alpha before me leans closer to sniff my neck. “Why can’t I scent you? You know I’m your Alpha, yet I can’t tell what delicious smell you’re hiding.”
“How many Omega officers do you know?” I ask with a bite of sarcasm. “My old job didn’t care as much after I’d proven myself capable. I couldn’t start my first day here with anyone thinking I was weak. I wear descenting products to help hide it all.”
He grumbles something I can’t make out before suddenly dropping to his knees. Looking down at his salt and pepper hair does something to me. This strong, mature man is literally kneeling at my feet, eager and willing to do whatever I want.
“If you’re worried how loud fucking will be, then let me have you another way.” His hands move to my belt, swiftly loosening it and my pants before I can think to stop him.
Not that I even want to.
Fuck no.
I want him.
All of him.
It’s just…
Placing my hand over his, I halt him once more. “I’m not a quiet person when I come, Alpha. How do you suppose we prevent anyone from overhearing us?”
He’s quiet for a few seconds, then he’s smiling from ear to ear. “Two option,” he tells me as he holds up his fingers to tick them off. “One, you bite your fist, or two, you let me gag you.”
A shock of need runs through me at the mention of a gag. Why the fuck is that so hot?
“Gag it is,” he says with a sultry voice when I hesitate to answer.
I’m sure it’s obvious from how heavy my breaths have become and the way I’ve bent over to get closer to him that gag is the preferred choice.
He leans over to a table right off to the side of the door where there’s an array of random items. Lifting a bandana up, he motions for me to lean even closer. Once I’m within range, he loops it between my open, panting mouth, then ties it behind my head.
“Too tight?” He asks softly, his hand a gentle caress on my cheek.
I shake my head quickly. At that his smile blooms bright.
“Good. Now keep quiet while I have my Omega for the first time.”
With everything else handled, my Alpha wastes not a minute more. His hands strip my lower half of clothing. I’m bare and hard and so, so needy. The cool air heightens my need to feel him on me.
His warmth.
His teasing mouth.
His attention.
I want it all.
As if he can read my thoughts, the sexy man on his knees before me wraps his lips around my crown and sucks. Fuck! His mouth is deliciously warm. Each swirl of his tongue feels like a promise, like an embrace that will never end.
This is so much more than a quick blowjob. It’s not just lust that’s sending us both over the edge.
It’s fate, love, and the future we’ve both longed for. My Alpha probably more so than me since he’s older than I am. Yet still, he waited for me. He’s been waiting.
There’s no ring on his finger. No mention of a spouse. And I know without asking that this man would never settle for anyone other than the person fate blessed him with.
Thank the stars that person is me.
He goes after my length like it’s the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted. I fight the moans that want to pour from me. Even gagged, I know the sound of my groaning would carry through the wood door at my back. Given how territorial Alpha mates are, I have no doubt he’d turn on the men and women he’s been loyal to for ages if they heard even a peep of my pleasure.
With ease minute that passes, I feel myself stepping closer to a cliff of release. My orgasm is close. Too close.
Reaching down, I tug on my Alpha’s hair to warn him. His gaze whips up to mine. Eyes dancing at my attempt to tell him I’m coming soon, he doesn’t slow down. Instead, he keeps watching while he doubles his efforts to bring me pleasure.
I nearly lose my battle to keep quiet as the dam on my control breaks. My body breaks apart with a crash, the release so strong my legs shake as I attempt to remain standing. Sensing my struggle, my Alpha reaches up to hold me in place until he’s done drinking me in.
When he pulls back, I expect him to tuck me away and remove the gag in my mouth.
Boy am I wrong.
Instead, his fingers slip between my legs to where my slick has painted my inner thighs. I didn’t think it could get any hotter but again, he’s proved me to be thinking too small.
Swiping at the trail of slick, he coats his fingers. It’s a slow, methodical process. His eyes watch his fingers like he’s in a trance.
Once he has enough, he lifts his fingers to his mouth. I whimper softly while watching him savor the taste. His eyes snap back up to mine, fierce at the sound of my… agony? No, not really. Distress? Maybe.
All I know is that I’m helpless to the way he makes me feel and I really, really wish I could tell him so. I want to praise him for how good he sucks my cock. I want to ask if he likes the taste of my slick on his fingers. I want to have him turn me around and show that gorgeous looking erection of his in my ass to the point where there’s not a bit of space between us.
“My Omega,” he breathes. “I can taste it. You’re mine.”
Nothing in life could have prepared me for how those words would hit me. I’m a puddle of emotion, with tears filling my eyes and my heart racing like I’ve just completed a marathon.
He rises slowly, bringing my clothes up with him as he goes until he has them refastened like nothing happened. When he’s at full height, he tugs the gag loose. His hands cup my face, fingers cautious as they massage where the cloth bit against skin.
“We’ll have to wait a bit for you to go out of the room. It’s very obvious your mouth was bound thanks to the redness. Don’t need my staff talking about my hiring methods.”
I know he’s teasing, but a part of me wants to ask if anyone else has been like this. Has he been so enamored from the first sight that he couldn’t resist bringing them in here for sex?
No.
The answer is clear in how he gazes at me. It’s obvious in the connection I feel tugging me to him more than I’ve ever felt with anyone else.
“We’ve also got to air this place out. Your descenter might have worked before this,” he motions to his mouth and then my crotch. “But your slick has more than made up for it. I can’t let anyone else catch the arousal of your perfume or I’ll have to hurt one of my team.”
Without responding, I move to his curtains on the wall of his office and tug them open. There are two windows behind it, which I open without question. Once I feel the breeze coming through, I turn back to him.
He smiles and nods as he reaches for the phone on his desk. Whoever he calls answers quickly. “Hey, man. Yeah, I know I just called. I actually need that help now. Some descenter. Enough for my office would be great. And maybe a change of pants.” He looks me up and down, then gives out my exact size.
After he hangs up, I tilt my head and ask, “How did you know what size to get me?”
“I saw the tag on your pants when I pulled them down. I don’t make it a habit of staring at men’s clothing and body types to know all of that stuff.” His chuckle rumbles through me. I know he’s not laughing at me, which makes it all the more enjoyable to know that I’ve amused him.
I want everything with him. We just have to figure a few things out first.
With our sexual appetites satisfied, things turn to the more professional side of it all. We sit across from one another, going over our experiences in law enforcement. I explain my need of change from the city and how I feel my strengths will help the team. He gives me a rundown of his career, ending with the fact that he never retired because he always hoped the job would lead him to his mate.
“Guess it did. Just in a roundabout way,” he says with a smile.
A man appears at the window before I can say anything in response. “Julian, you want to tell me now why I had to come deliver this personally?”
My Alpha walks over to the window and leans down to greet the new person. “Hey, Zeke. Sorry about that. I just don’t want the town gossiping before I get my mate comfortable with people knowing about us. I appreciate you coming.”
“Your mate?” The Zeke guy seems startled at the news. I wonder for a minute if he’s jealous, but the smile that blooms on his face tells me immediately that it’s joy he’s feeling, not anger. “That’s great, Julian! You’ll have to bring him around to meet everyone.”
At his words, my Alpha shifts to the side. “Hear that, Omega? My friends want to meet you.”
Zeke’s eyes go wide when he takes me in from head to toe. “No wonder you needed me to bring this. His fresh out of bed look would definitely get tongues wagging. I can’t wait to tell Rylan about this. He’s going to die that he missed it.”
With that confusing piece of info, he waves and leaves. I stare at the space where he stood with my jaw hanging down. I can’t make sense of anything that’s happened since I first caught sight of Sheriff Julian Bates.
He strides over to me, smile wide. “Close that mouth before I find a use for it, Omega. We don’t have all day for me to fuck you. That will have to wait until tonight.”
“Tonight?” I repeat.
“Yes, baby. Tonight, you’re coming to my place. I’ll knot you properly then.”