Chapter 14 Huston
HUSTON
Into the woods
“I gotta go.” I hated doing it, but I needed to. He was our tenant and the last thing I should be doing is sticking my dick in him—even if that was what I wanted more than anything.
It was his scent. Being surrounded by it had my brain no longer able to function and that was not good. That was very not good. It didn’t matter that he was wanting this—it would be wrong.
I threw on some clothes, ran out of the house and into the woods, planning to tear off what I was wearing and shift.
Why did I put on my clothes? I didn’t know.
I just knew not to be naked in front of humans— even though Candrin had seen my cock twice in a few hours—and wasn’t thinking things through.
Or at all. My brain was too hazy with the pheromones that had been circling around me.
The cool night air and the exercise would clear away the lust. It had to. Because if I went back in and Candrin stood there, his hardness front and center, his eyes pleading with me to kiss him deeply, I’d have caved.
As it was, each step became more difficult. My bear pushed at me to turn around and go back to the omega, to mark him. And that is something that could not happen. He was human and he wouldn’t understand. And even if he could—marking without consent was grade A bullshit.
I could hear the back door creaking open in the distance. He was coming out here—probably looking for me. Or was it that I wanted him to? He could easily have been taking out the trash or wanting to listen to the crickets.
I stood where I was, watching him as he stepped off the back porch and looked around. Maybe he thought I was hurt? I couldn’t let him worry about me. It wouldn’t be right.
It was fair to say that the mental gymnastics I was doing to justify what I was about to do next were gold medal worthy.
“I’m back here,” I called from my spot. It would be loud enough for him to hear, but with me slightly shielded by the trees, he also had plausible deniability if he’d come to his senses and didn’t want me. Or at least that’s what I told myself.
“I’ll be right there.” He was already jogging toward me as he spoke, at least he’d taken the time to put on some clothing. Seeing him naked and running at me would’ve broken down all barriers I was attempting to put up—attempting and failing.
I stepped to the side to make sure I was visible and waited. For some reason it was important to me that our tenant was the one who closed the distance between us.
“You left.” He shoved his hands in his pocket, only drawing my eyes exactly where they shouldn’t—his bulge. He was hard, his pants so tight.
“I want you.” I hadn’t meant to blurt it out like that.
“Not as much as I want you.” He licked his lips and raked his eyes up and down me slowly. “I want to unbutton your jeans, slowly pull the zipper down so you can squirm in anticipation, push them to the ground and then suck you off until you don’t remember your own name.”
That sounded like effing heaven to me.
“But I can’t.” His eyes hit the floor. “You see, there’s something you don’t know about and my—and about who I….”
I waited for him to say more, but no words came out of his mouth.
“I’m not a body count kinda alpha,” I said. Why would I care who people had fucked before me? That made zero sense, even if there were a lot of alphaholes who played that game. “All I care about it us—right here—right now.”
He looked up slightly.
“Tell me yes,” I pleaded. “Tell me you want me to take you into my mouth and swallow you whole. Tell me you want my fingers to tease your entrance as I bob my head up and down your thick cock. Tell me you want to hit the back of my throat.”
Normally, I was more reserved when it came to getting naked with someone, but never had I felt this drawn to an omega. Ever.
“No.” He looked up. “That doesn’t work for me. I need to taste you. You can’t have all the fun.”
He closed the distance between us. “Kiss me, alpha. Make me forget who I am. Make me forget… make me forget everything.”
I slammed my lips to his, not holding back even the tiniest of bits and neither did he. Our kiss was raw and powerful and had me forgetting my own name. All I knew was there was an omega pressed against me, there was his intoxicating scent, and his hardness rested on mine.
His hands snaked around me, settling on my ass and holding me still, and he ground his cloth clad erection against mine, groaning into my mouth and squeezing my cheeks. Our scents mingled, becoming one, amplifying my arousal.
I nipped the bottom of his lip, our kiss broken, both of us breathless.
Candrin’s hands went to the front of my jeans and all bets were off.
Fuck the fact that we were in the woods.
No one could see us and if they did, maybe that made it even hotter.
I didn’t have time to think about that. I just needed the omega naked and my dick in him or his dick in me or both.
I wasn’t picky as long as it didn’t mean waiting.
We both tore at each other’s clothing until the two of us were naked. I was about to ask him what he wanted, to ask him how he wanted to be pleasured, but he had other plans, getting on all fours and pleading with me, “Taste me alpha. Taste how slick I am for you. Fuck me with your tongue.”
“Gods, yes.” I dropped to the ground, spread his cheeks and then dove on in. I licked, nibbled, and teased his entrance, waiting until he squirmed to breach it with my tongue for the first time. As delicious as he smelled, it was nothing compared to how he tasted. Not even close.
I fucked him with my tongue, the moans coming from him only encouraging me to continue thrusting in and out. My own cock was hard and heavy between my legs, but this wasn’t about me… about making me come. This was about Candrin and his pleasure.
He whimpered, groaned, cried words of praise, and just when I thought he was on the brink of his climax, he lunged forward, leaving my mouth lonely.
“Stop,” he panted and I immediately pushed back onto my heels, letting him see that I heard what he said.
He turned to face me and his lips formed a mischievous smirk. “You look like you are waiting for me to capture you next.
It took me a bit to figure out he meant that I looked like I was in some sort of submissive pose, which I sort of was, but not in the kinky way.
“I was respecting your boundaries,” I stated clearly to leave no room for confusion.
“Oh, sexy alpha, I didn’t want you to stop like that. I just needed a break before I exploded all over the forest floor and you were still hard and needy.” He crawled closer. “And besides, it’s my turn and before you think to argue—fair is fair.”
I wasn’t going to complain, not with his breath now reaching my erection.
“I want to be fair.” I settled my hands on the ground to stabilize myself as he licked my erection from root to tip.
One lick became two, became his tongue circling my tip and then slowly bringing me into his mouth.
My eyes fluttered closed, his lips wrapped around me were a type of paradise I’d never experienced.
It was like his lips were made for me. And maybe they were because as he started to fuck me with his mouth, my balls tightened up faster than my bear would snatch a fish from the river.
I was already close to coming and at the rate he was going, I was going to explode in his mouth far too soon.
He hadn’t come yet and that was unacceptable.
“Go on your side, omega. Let me enjoy you, too. Fair is fair.” I parroted his words back to him.
It took a bit of doing to get us in a position where we could blow each other simultaneously, but we managed and both of us got right to it.
It was as if we had an unspoken contest to see who could make the other one come first. Our enthusiasm and passion made up for the awkwardness of our position.
We both licked, nibbled, sucked, and swallowed with one goal in mind—the other’s orgasm.
He cried out my name, his cum shooting down the back of my throat. The taste of his offering and the knowledge of my success throwing me over the edge and into my own climax. I came so hard that I saw stars and he swallowed every last drop as I cleaned him up with my tongue.
Mate. My bear bellowed.
That wasn’t good.