Chapter 27 #2
It was even darker beneath the old, crumbling stone bridge. He eased the car into that inky cavern and cut the engine.
Moving in the dark wasn’t as difficult as he’d feared, and Sky found himself easily unbuckling his belt and climbing over until he’d straddled the alpha’s lap.
“What—” Kian didn’t get to finish his sentence, Sky’s mouth latching onto his, tongue delving forward with the same impatience as Sky’s driving.
It only caught him off guard for a split second, then he was reacting, moaning against Sky’s lips.
His hands found his waist, trailing up his sides, pushing his white t-shirt along with it to expose his skin to the chill.
It was warmer in the car, but with the vehicle off, the heat would soon dissipate.
Unless they created some of their own.
Sky’s hand fumbled between them until he found the top of Kian’s pants, and he snapped the button open. They both groaned when the alpha’s cock sprang free, and Sky gave him a few strong pumps of his fist before lifting himself just enough to hook his hands into his own waistband.
He’d changed out of his uniform and into comfortable clothing, an oversized t-shirt and sweatpants.
The material slipped down his powerful thighs with ease, though there wasn’t enough space in the cramped seat for him to remove them completely.
Instead, he got them as far as mid-thigh, bunching the material and then blindly reaching for one of Kian’s hands. “Here, hold this out of the way.”
“Sky.”
He spread his knees on either side of Kian as best he could and then groped for his cock, an excited whine slipping past his lips when his hand found it. His hole was already wet and dripping, the smell of his slick, musky, tinged with a slight sweetness, filled the car.
“Hold on,” Kian said when Sky resituated again, tilting his hips forward. “You’ll hurt yourself.”
“That’s kind of the point.” Not wanting to argue, Sky quickly notched Kian’s thick crown at his entrance and then dropped onto his cock with enough force to fully seat himself in one go.
He cried out, the strained, pained sound echoing in the car before he bit onto his bottom lip.
The alpha’s cock pulsed inside of him, the heat transferring from his body to Sky’s, making it feel like he’d just sat on a hot poker.
Tears prickled at the corner of his eyes, but his hips started rocking lightly, forcing that massive girth to jam in even deeper and press against his inner walls, stretching him.
The pain and discomfort were somehow grounding, locking Sky into the present moment in an exhilarating way.
He clung to Kian’s shoulders, the darkness helping to shield the alpha's expression, whatever that may be, from sight. He didn’t want to see it.
Didn’t want to falter under that scrutiny or wonder over whether or not Kian was pleased with his eagerness.
With his craving for pain and domination.
“Fuck me, alpha,” he turned his face to speak directly into Kian’s ear as he continued to rock against him. “Split me open and teach me a lesson. Make me give you what you want.” It was easier then, when Sky had Kian to blame.
Kian had the door of the car open in a flash, and before Sky could process what he planned, he found himself on his back in the dirt.
The ground was frigid, and he stiffened from the cold, but he didn’t think about it for long.
The alpha drew his cock out to the tip and then rammed forward without any warning, hard enough to have Sky’s teeth rattling.
He wasn’t gentle about it, rutting Sky into the ground with fast, powerful thrusts, jackhammering into him.
The sound of their flesh coming together bounced off the stone walls, carrying their erotic noises into the surrounding forest.
If any late-night joggers happened to pass by, they’d get an earful, but Sky was too focused on wrapping his arms around Kian’s neck and holding on to be bothered by that possibility.
“You shouldn’t have kept me waiting.” The alpha’s voice was a low rumble in the dark.
His left palm slipped beneath Sky’s shirt and dragged it up, tucking the material under his chin.
When his fingers pinched one of Sky’s nipples roughly, he growled.
“What would you have done if I got tired of it? If I chose to bed…what was her name? Ta—”
Sky gripped the back of Kian’s head and yanked his mouth to his a second time, silencing him in the process. He bit at Kian’s bottom lip, drawing blood, and grinned when the alpha hissed.
“Oh, like that, did you?” the alpha drawled, planting a palm at the tops of Sky’s shoulders, bracing himself as he lifted and tore his lips free of the nibbling omega.
The next time he drove his cock into him, Sky’s body slid across the floor, his momentum halted by Kian’s arms, which now acted as a barrier, preventing him from going anywhere. “Spread your legs wider.”
Sky shook his head, crying out when the alpha snapped his hips punishingly. His thighs fell open, and his back bowed, taking him deeper. He whimpered when he felt the alpha’s cockhead tap against the sealed doors of his womb, signaling he was too far.
“You wanted it this way,” Kian reminded.
“You wanted it rough and dirty. Wanted me to hurt you. Make it so good for you, you’d never even consider offering this body to another.
Isn’t that right, little omega? You want to be a good boy for your alpha.
Want me to fuck and breed this tight hole until you’re so impossibly full of me, you forget what it was like without me inside of you. ”
“Alpha,” Sky moaned, eyes rolling back when his hips were pinned and he was no longer able to even try meeting those aggressive thrusts.
Kian brought his mouth down, and before he knew what he was doing, Sky turned his head, presenting his throat. He chuckled, the sound pleased. “I’ve caught myself a mate as greedy as I am.”
Sky shouldn’t want the bite; the original wounds had only been healed a little over a week, and it wasn’t necessary to give him another to stake a claim.
But when he felt the ends of Kian’s teeth scrape against his sensitive skin, his hole clenched around the alpha’s cock, gripping him so tightly, it actually threw off the alpha’s momentum.
Kian’s thrusts faltered for a second before he regained his composure. He disciplined him by removing his mouth from where Sky wanted it, turning his attention to one of Sky’s rosy buds instead. There was no hesitation.
A scream tore from him when the alpha bit down on his nipple and sucked.
His hands moved to shove at his chest, but Kian merely captured his wrists and pinned them over his head, never once releasing the hypersensitive bud.
His tongue swirled around Sky’s areola, smearing blood in the process, and then licked at him, his hips continuing to batter his insides at an angle meant to hit his prostate without fail.
“It’s decided,” Kian announced. “I won’t bite your neck again until you beg me for it.”
“That’s not fair!” They’d already had an agreement about intercourse, and Sky had clearly just lost that one.
He laughed. “I underestimated your competitive nature, little omega. I was under the false impression you stuck with archery simply because it was fun, not out of any real desire to win.”
There wasn’t much winning or losing in pottery, so he’d had to find a way to satisfy that particular itch elsewhere.
“How about a real game. Interested?” Kian’s thrusts slowed before coming to a halt altogether, cock buried to the hilt as he waited for Sky’s response.
He was obviously being serious, since he’d stopped pounding him long enough for Sky to focus. He frowned up at the alpha, but when he wasn’t given anything else, considered the offer. At this point, what did he have to lose really?
“What’s the game?” Sky asked.
“Since you couldn’t wait until All Hallows’ Eve,” Kian smirked, “how about we pretend it’s come early?”
“Thought you hated pretending.”
“Under certain circumstances, I can see the appeal.”
Sky snorted. “Pick me up first. A twig’s been poking me in the ass—That’s not a poorly veiled jab at your cock, which is massive, by the way. I mean a literal twig.”
Kian slipped an arm under Sky and lifted him, shifting so that he was resting back against the side of the car, with Sky in his lap.
And still trapped on his dick.
All Hallows’ Eve would include bonfires and races through the woods. Some people used it as a mock version of the Wild Hunt, though Sky had never played that way with anyone before.
His gaze roamed over the dark expanse of the forest surrounding them.
He could barely make out anything at all between the shadowed branches of even the closest towering trees, and that was with the streetlights casting an orange glow their way.
This also wasn’t typically an area he took random walks in, so he wasn’t familiar with these woods.
“What if I get lost?” he asked, the very real concern somehow managing to slip through his arousal. His hole tightened around Kian’s infiltrating member as though his subconscious was trying to tell him to shut up and just go with it.
“You won’t,” Kian said.
“How can you be sure?”
“It’s not possible.”
He tore his eyes off the tree line and frowned at him. “What does that mean?”
The pointer finger on Kian’s right hand tapped at a spot behind Sky’s ear. “I put a tracker in you.”
Sky blinked at him, completely blown away by that casually spoken statement. “I’m sorry, it sounded a lot like you just said you chipped me like a dog.”
“Not a dog,” he corrected. “My omega.”
He shoved off Kian’s lap, groaning when his fat cock came out with a wet popping sound, and stumbled back, almost falling in his haste. He caught himself, pulling up his pants and righting his clothing, all while the alpha sat there and patiently waited for him to calm down.
Because they both knew Sky would. The fact that he was here, that’d he’d given in so quickly, was proof that everything else he’d said this past month really was bullshit. All those times he’d told Kian he didn’t want him, or this, had been lies.
“Fine,” he stated once he was certain he was dressed well enough for a jaunt through the woods. “On one condition. If you can’t catch me within ten minutes, you agree to have this tracker removed.”
“Omega.”
“Nope, that’s nonnegotiable. Why? Not confident?” Sky knew he was.
He also knew there wasn’t a chance in hell he was going to be getting that chip taken out.
But where was the fun in acknowledging that when he could make the alpha play him for it instead?
At least this way, when he ultimately lost, he could still pat himself on the back and say he’d given it his all.
“I’ll sweeten the pot,” Sky said. “You still get to fuck me. No matter which of us wins. Deal?”
Kian’s eyes began to glow. “We follow the rules of the Wild Hunt. The real one.”
“All right.”
“Do you know them?”
Sky rolled his eyes. “Yeah. The rules of the Wild Hunt on Synastry are that there are no rules.”
“Run then, little liar. Run like you mean it.” Kian slowly rose from the ground. “Let’s see how far you’ll get.”