Chapter 22 Mavi
Mavi
It’s been almost a week of bliss, but today my body is buzzing in the worst way. It’s not a bad day. It’s a restless day, the kind of hormonal spike that comes with being an Omega in close proximity to an Alpha I’m bonding with.
Biology is doing its thing, pumping pure need through me at the most inconvenient intervals.
I’ve tried to paint and I can’t focus. The canvas looks wrong no matter how I adjust the strokes.
I’ve checked my phone every three minutes like a lovesick teenager.
I even tried to record private tier content and couldn’t get into it because the only audience I want right now is in the apartment next door.
I don’t fight it. I’ve never been the kind of person who resists what my body wants. I want Sai. So I’m going to go get Sai.
I grab the collar from its hook by the door and walk across the hallway to find his door unlocked just as it should be. We’ve reached that point where the doors between our apartments are more suggestion than barrier.
Sai is on the couch with his laptop open, his phone pressed against his ear. He sees me walk in and his eyes go wide, Sai starting to mouth “I’m on a call —”
I don’t care.
I cross the room, take the laptop off his thighs, and set it on the coffee table. Then I straddle his lap. His mouth is still forming words into the phone. “Yes, the proofs should be — uh —”
His body is already responding, one hand automatically going to my hip. His scent spikes sharp as he hardens under my weight in seconds, the thick line of his cock pressing up against me through his pants.
I settle fully into his lap and grind down once, watching his face as the Alpha tries to hold a conversation about print deadlines while an Omega rolls his hips in his lap.
“The — the color correction on the third set should be — mmhm — warmer, I think, the tones were —”
Grinning, I wrap the leather around his throat, Sai’s eyes going liquid black before reaching between us and freeing himself from his pants.
Sai’s breath catches audibly. Whoever is on the phone asks, “You okay?” and Sai manages, “Fine, sorry, just — moved something —” while I sink down onto his cock with a satisfied sigh.
He fills me perfectly, thick and hot and already leaking.
My slick eases the way but the stretch still burns in the best way.
I take him to the hilt in one smooth motion and clench around him, feeling his knot bump against my rim.
Sai’s free hand grips my hip hard enough to bruise as his head falls back against the couch for half a second before he forces himself upright again.
I start to ride him slowly at first, rolling my hips in lazy circles while he tries to finish the call.
Every downward grind drags his cock over that perfect spot inside me and sends sparks up my spine.
My own cock strains against Sai’s shirt.
I brace one hand on his shoulder and keep the other on his chest, feeling his heart race under my palm.
“The files should be ready by — tomorrow — yes, I can — fuck —” Sai’s voice cracks on the last word as I clench deliberately around him.
I grin down at him. It’s exactly what I needed.
The restless buzz in my body finally has an outlet.
I ride him a little faster, letting the wet sounds of my slick coating his cock fill the space between his stilted sentences.
His knot swells against my rim and I grind down harder, teasing it without letting it pop inside yet.
Sai’s trying so hard to sound professional and failing beautifully. The contrast makes heat pool low in my belly. I love being the most important thing in the room. I love that he’s choosing me over whatever deadline or client is on the other end of that phone.
I lean forward and brush my lips against his ear. “Keep talking, pet. Don’t let them hear how good I feel. Tell them how pretty the proofs are while your Omega rides your cock.”
Sai makes a choked sound. His hips twitch up to meet mine as his voice comes out strained. “Sorry — bad connection — the proofs will be — warmer — yes —”
I ride him harder, rolling my hips in deep, filthy circles.
My slick drips down his length and soaks into his pants.
My cock rubs against his stomach through our clothes, the friction absolutely perfect.
I’m close already. The whole day of restless need has built to this moment and now I’m taking exactly what I want.
“You’re so pretty like this, Alpha,” I tell him, voice breathy with pleasure. “All flushed and desperate, trying to hold it together while I use you. I love how you feel inside me. So hot. So deep. Your knot is right there, swelling for me. You want to lock inside your Omega, don’t you?”
Sai lasts about two minutes on the phone. “I’ll — I need to call you back.” He hangs up and throws the phone somewhere on the couch. Both hands grab my hips as his head falls back against the cushions with a sound of pure surrender.
I ride him without mercy, chasing the pleasure that has been buzzing under my skin all day.
My hands brace on his chest as I continue to grind down on his cock, feeling every thick inch stretch me open.
Sai groans beneath me, hips thrusting up to meet every bounce.
His knot catches at my rim on every downstroke and the pressure is delicious.
“Look at you,” I moan, voice husky. “My pretty pet. Taking me so well. You’re so gorgeous when you let go like this. All mine.”
I come first, clenching hard around him as my cock pulses between us and spills across his shirt in hot streaks.
Sai follows shortly after, hands digging into my thighs, face pressed against my chest as he groans my name and fills me.
His knot swells and locks deep inside me, tying us together while he keeps coming.
I sag against his chest afterward, heavy, satisfied, and boneless. I just lie there on top of my Alpha on the couch like a cat who found the warm spot.
Sai’s phone starts buzzing on the floor. Whoever he was talking to is calling back. He glances at it, then at me draped across him like I belong there. The phone keeps buzzing.
“You’re going to have to explain that,” I murmur against his chest, smiling.
“Explain what?” He laughs, a real, startled laugh that vibrates through me. “I moved something. I told them.”
I grin against his shirt and store the sound like treasure.
The humor feels good after the restless day, but underneath it is something real.
My need to be the center of his attention isn’t just playfulness.
It’s wired into me the same way his need for structure is wired into him.
I built my whole life around being watched.
Being desired is how I feel real. And the difference between the cam audience and Sai is that Sai’s attention has weight.
When he looks at me, I feel seen, not just watched.
Sai gently cups my face, his thumbs brushing my cheeks, and whispers, “I’m going to touch.”
I laugh softly, the sound breathy and warm against his lips. “It doesn’t count if you’re already touching, pet.”
The Omega haze I’ve been fighting ever since I designated is creeping in, but with Sai it feels amazing.
It feels safe. His hands slide down my sides, caressing my waist and hips with slow, reverent strokes.
I melt into the touch, letting the haze settle deeper because his attention makes it feel like home instead of a threat.
Sai slowly kisses me, his tongue sliding against mine while his hands keep exploring. He pulls back just enough to look into my eyes and murmurs, “Your heat is close, isn’t it?”
I hum, hating to acknowledge it but knowing it won’t do any good if I deny it.
The biology is already humming under my skin, making every touch feel electric.
The silence filters back in before I address what’s truly been bothering me.
“Yesterday, I overheard that you were getting married. You said something about not going yesterday too and I love that. I just... I don’t want to be that person and ask what is this but… ”
Sai kisses me again, cutting off the words. “I don’t want to talk about Elias.”
“I know,” I whisper against his lips. “I know we don’t talk about who we are or what this is but, Sai, I need something. You’ve seen all of me. I just need something.”
Sai looks sheepish for a moment, then gives me a little window into his family. His voice is quiet and raw as he explains how everything is chosen for them, how they are the face of everything, how a slip-up is disaster in the family’s eyes. I listen, my hands stroking his chest while he speaks.
“Is that why choosing is so difficult for you?” I ask gently.
Sai whispers, “It has to be perfect, Doll. Absolutely perfect. I hate it.”
“And Elias?”
“It’s for the good of the family.” He pauses, then adds, “Last night I didn’t go to the dinner and everything just got so loud. I needed you.”
I smile and press a kiss to his jaw. “And this? Us?”
Sai’s voice is hesitant but honest. “I want it but I don’t know… I…”
I cut him off with a soft kiss. “You’re mine for as long as I have you.”
I slowly stand up on shaky legs, but he pulls me back by my hips before I can take a step.
He absolutely devastates me as he eats me out, his tongue licking every filthy inch of my slick hole.
I cry out with pleasure as I start slicking badly, my hands braced on the coffee table while Sai continues.
“Must be your favorite position, Alpha,” I moan out but for a moment, I’m not in charge. Sai is.
I always thought having an Alpha take charge would be the worst thing, but it isn’t.
Having an Alpha who listens and is wholly obsessed is the best thing in the world.
Sai’s tongue fucks into me, licking up every drop of slick and his own cum while his hands spread me open.
He moans against my skin like he can’t get enough, the sound vibrating through me and making my cock leak steadily onto the floor.
I come like this, spraying all over Sai’s lap in thick pulses while my hole clenches around his tongue. I sag forward, barely able to hold myself up, and gasp, “Jesus, Sai… what…”
Sai grins, his face and chin covered in slick and cum as I fall back against his chest. “I just needed another taste before tomorrow.”
I give him a small, dazed smile and murmur, “Well you can do that anytime. Fuck, I don’t think I can walk.”