Chapter 5 #2
Enzo nodded and smiled. “I’m heading into the bathroom. Give me two minutes, then come in there and snatch me.”
I nodded, my pulse kicking up. I must have been desperate for…something if I was actually considering doing this.
But as Enzo disappeared into the bathroom, I took a deep breath and centered myself.
This was the kind of thing Enzo liked. It was something a ton of people liked and did all the time.
I knew how much money Caden and Hamish made, and all of that was from the Dark Fantasies Club.
If other people got off on scenes like this, I could too.
I picked up one of the cuffs, playing with the buckle so I could look like I knew what I was doing when the time came. They were pretty straightforward, actually, and the leather was surprisingly supple.
I heard the toilet flush behind me and the sink run as I quickly scanned over the rest of the items laid out on the bureau.
It was all pretty straightforward sex stuff, but someone had also left a Santa hat on the corner of the bureau.
I picked it up with a wry laugh and ran the fuzzy brim through my hands.
Someone was having a laugh at my expense.
That or Caden and Hamish were teasing me or egging me on to play around a little and not take things too seriously.
Okay. I could do that. I could not take things too seriously. I put the Santa hat on, then looked at myself in the mirror on the wall. Naked and half aroused while wearing a Santa hat. I was way out in the deep end now.
Then again, Enzo had said I should come up with a character to help the scene along. Santa was a character, right?
“Ho, ho, ho,” I told myself menacingly in the mirror.
I almost swiped the hat from my head, threw it back on the bureau, and walked away. The only thing that stopped me from calling the whole thing off was Enzo moving around in the bathroom. He wanted this. That momentary look in his eyes earlier told me he needed this. I could do this for him.
I took a deep breath and scooped up the restraints then moved them to the bed. Once that was done, I squared my shoulders and marched to the bathroom.
Enzo was at the sink, looking in the mirror and fluffing his hair when I threw open the door. If he thought the Santa hat was silly, he didn’t let on. He gasped, and with a perfect expression of shock, he whipped to face me. “Who are you? What are you doing in my hotel room?” he asked.
“You thought this was a hotel room?” I asked, blocking the doorway with my body and making myself look bigger so he knew he couldn’t escape. “This isn’t a hotel room, it’s where omegas are sent when they end up on my naughty list.”
Weird, weird, weird and probably ridiculous, but Enzo’s eyes went wide with excitement, and he backed up against the sink, gripping the counter behind him.
“No, I’m a good boy, I swear,” he said, playing along.
His willingness to go where I led gave me confidence. “It’s not as easy as that,” I said striding forward and grabbing his arm. “You want to get off the naughty list and onto the good list? You’re going to have to work for it.”
“Yes, Santa, please!” he said, pink and alluring, eyes bright with amusement and lust. “Show me how to be a good boy.”
Fuck if that didn’t make my cock twitch to full hardness and bead with precum.
“Come along,” I said, doubt warring with fun inside me as I pulled him toward the main room. “I’ve got a little present for you.”
We stepped into the bedroom and Enzo saw the restraints I’d tossed on the bed earlier. “No!” he gasped, tugging to get out of my grip. “No, I’ll be a good boy, I swear.”
It took a second for me to get past the instinct to let him go when he said no. I had to remind myself it was a scene as I yanked him over to the bed. He struggled, but I was ninety-nine percent sure that was part of the fun.
“I thought naughty boys liked things like this,” I said, pushing him onto the bed.
Damn, Enzo was a good actor. He panted and scrambled, but instead of letting him get away from me, I tackled him on the bed, wrestling him into the position I wanted him and fighting him to get the restraints around his wrists and ankles.
And I’m not gonna lie, the struggle was sexy as fuck.
My body heated and my inner alpha flexed with excitement as I manhandled Enzo, pinning him under me as I finished with the restraints, then clipped them all together so that he was hogtied.
“That’s more like it,” I said, leaving him on the bed for a moment to fetch the Heat Lightning pills. “Let’s see how good you can be when you’re raging with heat,” I said, opening the bottle and removing the safety seal.
“No, Santa!” Enzo gasped, writhing and struggling against his bonds as I shook one pill from the bottle and walked back to the bed. “Heat makes me slutty. It makes me a naughty, naughty boy, but I want to be good.”
Okay, so maybe this was fun after all. I grabbed Enzo’s jaw and forced his mouth open, then popped the pill inside and held his mouth closed.
“Swallow it!” I demanded as he squirmed and thrashed. “Then I’ll give you something else to swallow.”
That was unforgivably cheesy, but it fit the moment. Especially when Enzo made a show of swallowing, then groaned like I’d condemned him to something he didn’t want. He opened his mouth on his groan just enough to hint to me what to do next.
“That’s it,” I said, grabbing him under his bound arms and hauling him to the edge of the bed. “Let me give you something to wash that down with.”
Enzo made a frightened sound that turned into a low moan of need.
I had to bend my knees slightly to be at the right level, but the effort was worth it when I grabbed his hair in one hand, his jaw in the other to force his mouth open, then thrust my hips forward and sank the tip of my cock home in his mouth.
I reacted as strongly as he did, sighing with pleasure as the warm wetness of his mouth enveloped my head.
Whatever instinct I had to hesitate and be nice was drowned quickly by the rush of need that poured over me.
The Heat Lightning pills must have been super fast-acting.
I’d been with omegas in heat before, and I recognized the spiraling loss of control that omega heat hormones sparked in me.
“Fuck, yes,” I gasped, thrusting deeper into Enzo’s throat as I gripped his hair with both hands. “That’s how you get on the good list.”
Enzo made a strangled sound that might have been a laugh, but the way his eyes glazed over and his mouth went to work on me told a different story.
I had a great view of his ass and thighs glistening as the heat wave took over and turned him into a slick waterworks. I wanted to own that ass in every way.
Just thinking about burying myself in his tight, wet channel tipped me over the edge.
I growled as my balls emptied hard, shooting heat levels of cum to the back of Enzo’s throat.
He groaned and gurgled as he swallowed as much as he could.
I needed to mark my omega, so I pulled out before I was finished and rubbed the last of my load out all over his sweet face and his gasping mouth.
“Yeah, that’s it,” I said once I’d wrung out every drop. “But now you definitely look like you belong on Santa’s naughty list.”
“No, no,” Enzo panted, his voice raw. “I’ll be good. I want to be good for you.” He groaned and humped the duvet, which, to me, was the exact opposite of being a good boy.
“I don’t think so,” I said, eyes focused on his lifted ass as I reached for the clasps holding all his restraints together. God, I wanted his hole so badly! Enzo’s induced heat was doing a number on me, too.
I freed his arms and legs, but only long enough to figure out another way to restrain him for my pleasure. I wished I’d studied a manual to know all the configurations I could get him into on the bed, but since I was flying blind, I had to wing it.
I ended up positioning him almost normally on the bed, then clipping his arms spread out to his sides.
Once that was done, I folded him up so his ass was open and presented to me, then clipped his ankles onto loops a little above where his wrists were fastened.
Even though Enzo begged and pleaded fearfully, his hole leaked so much slick that it started to stretch in a viscous stream toward the duvet.
“Let’s see if Santa’s new toy tastes as good as it looks,” I said, climbing onto the bed between his stretched open legs.
It was like his hole was a buffet just for me.
I dove into it, not caring how messy my face got as I licked and slurped his slick.
It was so incredibly good that I didn’t care how rough and voracious I was with him.
I licked his taint and gently bit one of his balls, which caused him to jerk and shudder with orgasm.
I definitely liked that, and when I slipped back down to his twitching hole, I thrust my tongue in to get a deep taste and to force him to come again.
Whatever restraint I had snapped. Whether it was the Heat Lightning or something that had been in me all along, I ate out Enzo’s hole like it was the best thing on the menu at a Christmas banquet.
Enzo groaned and strained in his restraints, and even though the way I drank and speared him gave him orgasms, I knew it wasn’t enough.
“This is what you want, isn’t it?” I asked, kneeling up between his stretched legs and handling my dripping cock. “You want my alpha cum all up inside you, don’t you.”
“Yes, Santa! Please, Santa!” Enzo panted. “Please give me your knot!”
It would have been great if I could hold out and edge him for a while, but there was no way that was going to happen.
I braced myself against the wall with one hand and guided my cock to his hole with the other before pushing in.
Once I was seated deep enough, I braced against the wall with both arms and pounded into Enzo like there was no tomorrow.
I’d never been so uninhibited with an omega before, but even though Enzo screamed and bucked under me, I knew it was because he was as wild with lust as I was.
And yes, there was something deeply satisfying about fucking an omega when he was at a complete disadvantage.
Enzo couldn’t have stopped me from absolutely tearing his insides to shreds if he’d wanted to.
If this had been a real heat, he wouldn’t have been able to stop me from putting a baby in him.
That did it for me. My knot swelled, locking us together, and I shot what felt like a gallon of cum into him, making his belly swell with my length and my seed. It was so good that I nearly blacked out.